It was an interesting weekend here at Tiny Counter. We started birthday celebrations early, with dinner out on Thursday night. Friday was spent getting ready for the weekend. At 6 a.m. Saturday morning, I put corned beef in the crockpot, and made the broccoli slaw. I went back to bed, and got up two hours later to finish cleaning and cooking. After discovering that the sugar cookies had all been broken in the freezer (sigh...) I made brownies. Those did not turn out, so you will not see them here. The corned beef, though, went over very well...
Crockpot Corned Beef
2-3 lb. corned beef
1 bottle Guinness
1 bay leaf
3 cloves garlic
kosher salt and cracked black pepper
Put all ingredients into the crockpot and cook on low for 8 hours.
Then I put 1 lb. of halved brussel sprouts and 6 peeled carrots into the juices, and kept it on low for a few hours. The sprouts, similar to cabbage, soaked up the juices and were delicious.
The next day, I took 2 cups of frozen hash brown potatoes and a few slices of corned beef, and fried them in my iron skillet for corned beef hash. Yum!
All that corned beef fortified us for Sunday's project: Building an arbor.
Hubby drew up the plan, and we measured the outside area where it was to go. Then we were off to the home store, where we ordered the wood and lattice. It turns out my car is exactly 8 ft. from the edge of the trunk to the edge of the sun roof. These are only things you find out when fitting lumber in a four-door vehicle.
We made it home safely, and then cut the remaining pieces with our new circular saw. We put together the framework and stained all the pieces and ourselves. We let them dry overnight, when it was clear they weren't going to be ready by dinner time....
On Monday, we realized we had a total of 19 finishing nails in the entire house. So, it was back to the home store for nails. Then we put the arbor frames together, and attached the lattice. We set the arbor up, and miraculously, it stayed upright. Then we took pictures and stared at it awhile. And then, without warning, this thought aired itself...., "Hey, you know what? NEXT time we build one of these, we can...."
And that, ladies and gents, is how home and garden addiction starts.