Is this the mouth-watering Toad in the Hole?

Cause we just do the egg in toast and call it the same thing.

We do weenies in the rolled dough for pigs in a blanket. Can't see how you get the pancakes to stay rolled around the sausages, but that sound pretty good to me

Now I'm hungry for breakfast.

I got my injection today (with a great help from a friend who works with DH and our old babysitter). I'm still sore, though. Not sure if the leg pain is going away entirely. Hopefully, after a good night's rest, I'll be pain free in the morning. The kids will be awake between 6:30 and 7 a.m. so I'm going to need to get some damned sleep or I'll never make it through tomorrow.

Hil and I are as one on the pigs in blankets up to and including sausages in pancakes being a weird taste mix. I have a sweet/savory divide, and very few things make it across, though more have as I've gotten older.

Cause we just do the egg in toast and call it the same thing.

Damn, I had no idea eggs in a basket had so many names. I believe my favorite is holey toast. I may have to start calling it that from now on.

And now I want some.

Holey toast:

Cash, I'm so glad you were able to get the injection today, and I'm pulling for a good night's rest to help make the pain go. away.

We called the egg in toast thing Nest Eggs. Used to have it when we had cookout breakfasts at summer camp.

So, I didn't manage to get up and down the stairs enough today to get the heat back up to a good level but I'm doing it tonight.

I spent the morning pretty much on the sofa and just before Noon my doctor's office called to say that he had an opening at 2:15 and could I come in? Because he really felt like he needed to examine the leg in person again. I REALLY didn't want to do it but umm, I did. It was very slow and very painful and it took me 25 minutes to go to the next street over.

Anyway, it's pretty much apparent that my original injury is just about healed. He prescribed rest, heat, anti-inflammatories and potassium and magnesium supplements for the calf. And when he saw me limping out of there also prescribed another painkiller. (He was surprised to see how painful my leg was to walk on. Sheesh.)

So, I spent the rest of the day on the sofa with the leg elevated and it's feeling amazingly better. I'm not ready to run stairs or anything but I'm making my way around my apartment much better. (And I was cheered to watch the weather report and see that at least for the first half of the week temps will be in the 30s and 40s in the day.)

Yay for feeling better sumi! And sending some of that to you too Cash.

I just had egg in the hole AIWFG.

While I still have my non-functioning desktop, I have cleaned off a lot of the other junk from my desk. I have networked my printer and finally printed some things that have been sitting on my laptop. I feel quite accomplished.

Is this the mouth-watering Toad in the Hole?

Yep - sausages in yorkshire pudding. But they're supposed to poke out of the pudding like their namesake.

A cop car came by to pick her up before she got to the turnoff to the farmhouse.

Small correction: A passing motorist stopped for me. We arrived at the gas station in time for the woman in the truck to say, "That was you at the side of the road? Might wanna go tell the cops you're ok, I told them you were out there."

The gas station had only a pay phone (one of the cashiers let me use her cell phone. Also I was pretty shakey when I arrived, so the three employees kinda hovered around me a bit, and overheard me addressing Daniel on the answering machine). When the pay phone rang, they said, "I bet that's for you," and so it was.

{{{{{Bitches}}}}}

Sumi, cash, I hope your pain issues start behaving themselves quickly.

Hello all. Guess where I am? Camped outside the girls' bathroom at a school dance! Do you think if I keep using exclamation points it will get more exciting?! I don't think so either!

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But to be fair, it does provide a certain level of entertainment. It's a 9th/10th grade dance, so all of the girls have brought the friggin' cutest little boys. Ok, and also some older ones, but most of the boys look like they're 12 as they're being dragged on and off the dance floor by girls. The funniest exchange so far was between two boys waiting on the stairwell for their dates, who were in the bathroom. They couldn't see me, but they were clear as a bell.

Boy #1 (who looks maybe 13 but is desperately trying to look cool and sophisticated): You having fun?

Boy #2 (who is a shorter, younger looking version of Boy#1): Nah. You?

Boy #1: Me either. Well, the first hour it was ok.

Boy #2: Nah, man, the whole thing sucked.

Boy #1: Yeah, well...(significant pause while he attempts to think up some way to regain credibility after admitting he'd actually enjoyed any part of a girls' school dance)...guess it's really just a chance for people to have sex.(pause to asses other boy's reaction) Which is cool.

Boy #2: Yeah, man. Cool.

At this point my giggling must have become audible, because they poked their heads around the corner and saw me, flushed bright red, and ran up the stairs away from me.

I am very bored and will doubtless be spamming the thread with my watch-n-post. In my next post: things that never change at high school dances!