The Challenge

OK, I must be blogging challenged. I got a kick out of completing my first blog, a week ago. I enjoyed picking a topic and giving a little bit of my take on it. I thought this would be simple! I thought it would be a long time before I ran out of things to blog about. Yet, my posting screen remains empty.

I've got plenty of topics to discuss. I have two amazing kids, ages 4 and 6. Who could get bored with stories about them? I designed and launched my own website within the last 8 months. I opened my own business, obtained licenses and credentials and overcame a banking nightmare from hell in the process. I gave Mr. Mom lessons, on the side, to my husband after he was laid off from his job of 17 years. Yet, my posting screen remains empty.

I live in the beautiful Texas hill-country on 5.5 natural acres full of trees and wildlife with an oasis built in the center that is called home. I read the news and keep up with current events. I have been granted a heaping dose of the gift of the fine art of b-s. I am diverse, curious and easily amused. It's almost football season! I have a beautiful Harley. I have some great friends. Yet, my posting screen remains empty.

(Right here I stopped and worked out. That seemed to help and I highly recommend it to all! As a mom of two active wee ones it is sanity maintenance! Look here to see some things I know help if you care for little ones too.)

I must be too dang picky or else I assume YOU to be! So, I suppose it is time to find out!! I have often wondered something. (Actually I have often wondered many things, but for this evening and for this post I'll stick to one of my top 10.) Why DO they call it smothered instead of drowned??? I pose this question to you. (tongue in cheek)

Is this just a southern thang? (Yes, I meant to spell thang that way.) Could it be global? Is this something with a story behind it that perhaps precedes us by many generations? Who on earth decided that when something is covered in gravy or sauce or some other tasteful topping it is, smothered??? Think of it . . . pork chops and taters smothered in gravy, broccoli smothered in cheese, enchiladas smothered in chili sauce, liver smothered in onions, biscuits smothered in butter and one of my all time favorites, cobbler smothered in ice cream! I could go on and on but that wouldn't be a good blogging move, on my part. I'd be tempted to stop for a snack and then there's no telling how long it may take me to get back to typing.

I really like this venue. I have asked several people this question in person and they look at me as if I have 3 heads or something. To think I have time to think of and utter a silly question of the such! You may be making the same facial expressions as they, but I don't see it!!!

Nary a pillow nor other smothering device in sight. No other evidence is available that survived the flood of sauces that runneth over the so-called smothered item. Obviously the food is drowned but we all ignore that and say the "s" word instead. Does anyone know why? Where DID this terminology come from? Why IS it called "smothered"?