Mustaches and Bacon Make Everything Better!

I’m a giver.  I love sending random cards, gifts and other items to people who I feel might need a little something to brighten their day.  Whether it’s for a birthday, a get well gesture or just an “I’m thinking of you” gift, I just love the feeling of making someone smile because of something I sent to them.  And all except for Jen (stupid Portland P.O.), everyone I send presents to, actually get them.

So, that leads me to the point of this post.  It’s time for another . . .


But we’ll get to that in a bit, so bear with me.  First . . . a story.

The other night, I came home from work and found my husband in the kitchen, busy fixing dinner for the boys.  He had gotten a bug up his butt to prepare a meatloaf for them, searched online for a good recipe, and then started whipping up a jam.  When I walked in the door, he was elbow deep in ground beef and eggs.  I then saw that he had even concocted a homemade batch of tomato pepper relish that was to go in and on the meatloaf.  I left him in the morning, a sleeping bear in the bed, and came home to Emeril Lagasse, apparently.  Not that I mind.  I mean as far as the cooking goes . . . I’m not exactly hot for Emeril or anything.  Don’t get it twisted.

Homemade pepper relish.  Yum!

Homemade tomato pepper relish. Yum!

Oh, and did I mention that after the meatloaf was put it the pan, shaped, and topped with relish, it was then topped with . . . wait for it . . . BACON.


Of course, I asked if there was something I could do to help, and he directed me to the fresh brussels sprouts sitting on the counter, saying he was going to try to whip up a side dish of brussels sprouts with bacon.  When I asked if he had a recipe, he told me he had planned on just “winging it.”  Uh-oh.  So, I offered to handle it, not that I had ever made anything like that before, either.  But off to Google I went!  And found a perfect recipe for the ingredients on hand.

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Everything turned out incredible.  But I will advise you, as to the brussels sprouts, if you make this, you may be tempted to not use much salt, thinking the bacon will take care of the salt quotient, but if you think that as I did, you would be very very wrong.  Salt.  Use salt.  It needs it.

Here are the finished products:

Click picture for recipe.

Click picture for recipe.

Click picture for recipe.

Click picture for recipe.

And I will tell you that both of my boys gave the meatloaf high marks, and my youngest gave the brussels sprouts two thumbs up.  Not only that, but they actually requested the meatloaf again the next night.  I think one of the ingredients in there might be magic.  True story.

Ok, now that you’ve got your bacon fix for the day, even if only tangentially through the pics, it is now time for the promised giveaway.  I saw these items at The House of Blues gift shop in the casino, and just knew that I had to get them . . . for you!

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Awesome, yes?  You want it, right?  Worth playing for?  (Ok, I might be channeling Jeff Probst right now, sorry).  Ok, here’s your objective, should you choose to accept it . . .

Tell me a story.  A story about something unexpected that someone did for you.  Did your husband surprise you by whipping up dinner?  Did someone send you a surprising pick me up?  Something nice and not requested or expected.  Tell me all about it in the comments . . .

I’ll have one of my boys pick a name next week.  Good luck to all.  And let me know if you try the recipes and how they turn out.  They are 4 & 7 approved!

50 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. arzainal
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 08:47:01

    Reblogged this on


  2. Jen
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 08:56:45

    About three months ago when I was unloading my groceries I noticed two Lindor chocolate truffles (my fave) in the bottom of the bag. Hmmm…didn’t remember buying them, but, yay me! I mentioned it to the manager on my next trip but he said to just enjoy and not worry about it. About a week later I came home from the store again to find…more chocolate. OK, this shit was getting weird. The following week I ordered a vegan cake from their bakery and when I went to pick it up, the manager came over and handed me a bouquet of flowers from “Someone who loves to see your beautiful smile”. Something pretty awesome came from these interactions…I’ve been dating the manager for a little over a month. And he finally admitted that he was the one sneaking chocolate into my groceries and buying me flowers. No one has ever “wooed” me like that in my life. And he continues to do it. Every. Damned. Day. 🙂


  3. Go Jules Go
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 09:53:21

    Well, bacon on meatloaf is just INSPIRED, tee hee – well done, my friend! Everything looks delish!

    I’m sure you’re not surprised to hear I already have that very mustache mug, but I offer you this: Peppermeister cleaned the (unexpected, heavy, wet) snow off my car for me at 6am this morning, and somehow managed to get my broken heat knob working so I was able to drive to work toasty warm! Yesss. Of course, the hour-long snowy drive was still treacherous, but I’m alive. For now.


  4. shellakers
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 10:08:15

    Oh I love bacon and brussell sprouts! I use bacon on just about everything too.

    A story? I’m usually the “giver” like you so this might be hard. Hmmm… Well, about a week ago I found out that my husband purchased a trip to Branson MO for 3 days AND a one week cruise to somewhere. He wanted to surprise me and we’ve been married for 10 years and our first cruise when we got married was a disaster so he wanted to make up for it. As I said, he wanted it to be a surprise and he was even hiding money from me because he knew I’d spend it if he didn’t hide it. lol I only found out because the travel agent called the house to ask me about some details she forgot to ask him. Poor guy! He was so bummed that I found out 😦 It’s the thought that counts, right? I was THRILLED and now have something to look VERY forward to this summer 🙂

    This is a really cool thing you’re doing, BTW… You sound like a really awesome person!


  5. Cheryl S.
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 10:22:32

    Well, I had to take the 7 year old princess to the church carnival. ALL WEEKEND. (It’s down the street from my house, I can’t avoid it). Well, by Sunday, I was DONE. Sick of the carnival, annoyed with the princess and pissed because I knew all the crap that still needed to be done at home.

    I came home to find that the hubby had done ALL the laundry!!! This is huge. I hate laundry. Made me a happy girl!


  6. Fresh Ginger
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 11:37:14

    I got an unsolicited “I love you” from the 4 year old boy. Made my day. I wish I could bottle those up and save them forever. 🙂


  7. Jennifer June Clark
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 12:43:32

    Have you ever been so tired and tense that you felt as if someone had beaten you with a baseball bat? That is exactly how I felt after my first day as a manager of a large, luxury hotel in San Francisco. The day before, I had worked my last day at my previous hotel, been told by the amazingly handsome bartender that Manhattans were on the house, thus I got to bed, a bit sozzled, very late.

    So, a pretty rough day. When I crawled into my flat, I was greeted by my roomie, handed a glass of wine and told that dinner would be ready in twenty minutes. I flopped the sofa, too tired to change out of my suit, or even kick off my heels. That glass of wine and a warm meal quite possibly saved my life. The roomie is my very best friend to this day, and when I married my treasure of a husband, he was my Fella of Honor.


    • mistyslaws
      Mar 19, 2013 @ 21:07:53

      Yes, I have in fact felt that feeling before. Like you are pretty much a walking zombie and it is a struggle just to breath? Yeah. What a wonderful guy you were rooming with! Definitely deserving of that honorable fella status.


  8. Carrie - Cannibalistic Nerd
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 13:18:02

    So I guess telling the story about how you did that for me doesn’t count since you already know it? 🙂

    Several years ago for my birthday Tom bought me a TiVo and set it up and everything late at night so that when I woke up in the morning it would be there. It made this TV lover cry.


  9. sarah9188
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 13:34:35

    This past fall, I had been unemployed for several months and my health problems were not under control. We were new to the area still, and all of this took a toll on me emotionally. My husband came home from work one night with a bouquet of a dozen coral roses just because he wanted to cheer me up.

    It did!

    P.S. That meatloaf looks delicious; I may even convince my meatloaf-hating husband to eat it since it is topped with bacon. 😉


  10. Kitten Thunder's Girl
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 13:41:50

    My whole family is going to be in town this weekend for a hockey tournament. Last weekend, The Boy was out of town for a train show. He is also working a couple nights for his job (not night SHIFTS, but 8 a.m. to 9 p.m. days) and he has train club on Thursday and we drink beer on Wednesday. So I’m not going to lie – I was a little bit resentful that I was going to do all the cleaning of our super filthy house before this visit.

    I asked him to do one thing: clean an honest to God path through the train room to the spare room so my dad doesn’t step on crap because he has to walk through there in the dark.

    It did NOT get done before the weekend train show.

    I’m not going to lie again – I was plotting about where I was going to put all The Boy’s train crap if it was still on the floor today. Hint: not in this house.

    BUT!!! The Boy cleared a path on Monday night.

    AND!!! He vacuumed the carpet in the basement.

    AND!!! AND!!! On Tuesday he swept and mopped the floors on the other two levels of our house.

    I mean, yes, the floors are his job. But I didn’t ask him to do them before this visit.

    That husband of mine, he’s an okay guy.


  11. rachelocal
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 14:40:41

    Brussels sprouts and bacon are a dynamic duo, just like bacon and mustaches.


  12. joeinvegas
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 15:31:19

    Not for the contest, but I frequently mail stuff to my granddaughter in Portland, and it always takes a long time to get there (so I have to mail birthday presents two weeks in advance) or doesn’t get there at all. I guess the Portland main post office just doesn’t care.


  13. Ash-Matic
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 18:35:33

    This post made me reeeeally hungry.

    Recently, Miss-Matic surprised me by not getting mad when I hadn’t done my chores! Yay!

    I did them the next day instead.


  14. Queen Gen
    Mar 08, 2013 @ 22:57:17

    A couple of months ago, one of Brad’s friends came over and cleaned the bathrooms for me. She didn’t just clean them, she CLEANED them – emptied out the cupboards to wipe them down and everything. I asked why, and she said she had nothing else to do, and thought that since I was so tired and pregnant and all, I might need a bit of help. She’s awesome.


  15. flyingplatypi
    Mar 09, 2013 @ 09:20:46

    I would be a vegetarian if it weren’t for bacon. So. Damn. Good.

    Eddie made me coffee today. Sure, it doesn’t sound like a lot… But I always make weekend coffee. And today is his birthday. It made me smile.




  16. Vesta Vayne
    Mar 09, 2013 @ 10:46:41

    Oh my, as a vegetarian who doesn’t like brussel sprouts…I don’t have much to add. Other than to say the day I come home to find my husband cooking will be the same one where pigs fly. You’ve got yourself a keeper!


  17. Jennifer June Clark
    Mar 09, 2013 @ 17:43:47

    PS: In the MidWest, bacon on meatloaf is standard. ‘Cause we have a saying, “Everything is better with a little bit of bacon or a little bit of cheese!”

    I have been eating more vegetarian meals, but man, nothing will ever induce me to give up bacon…….


  18. Valentine Logar
    Mar 10, 2013 @ 07:04:54

    That meal looks superb! I am rushing to the recipes, perhaps my ‘greens’ hating husband will even try the Brussel Sprouts if they are combined with bacon.


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  20. transformednonconformist
    Mar 11, 2013 @ 00:07:49

    Now I want bacon. Of course, I always want bacon, so I really don’t know what that is saying.

    When I first moved my family off to college, my church had to take up a collection just to give us the gas money to get there. I was the epitome of the broke college student, except that I had a wife and two children also.

    My computer broke within the first week and I knew a guy who would give me the replacement part if I could meet him halfway (125 miles away). This was back when computer parts cost more than entire computers cost today.

    I didn’t have the gas money, plus our first power bill was coming due and I didn’t have that either. After days of fretting and praying, I finally counted it all as a loss and was sitting in my backroom studying when my 6 year old son came running into the room.

    “Dad, Dad, come quick. There is an angel at the door!”

    I got up to see what the commotion was and found an envelope at the front door stuffed with small bills and a lot of change. It had just enough money to take care of our power and put gas in the car to get us to the part I needed.

    We knew no one and it took over a year to find out who had done that for us.


    • mistyslaws
      Mar 19, 2013 @ 21:35:59

      Wow. What an AMAZING story. But you can’t leave me hanging . . . who on earth gave you all the money you needed? Was it a church collection? I must know . . .


      • transformednonconformist
        Mar 19, 2013 @ 22:17:06

        That morning I had been to a meet and greet at the college on the first day of classes. They split us up into groups of 6 and we all sat and talked and got to know each other a little. They asked for prayer specific prayer requests in the group and I mentioned the concerns I had, plus the adjustments for my kids.

        An 18 year old girl in the circle (who did not know me) decided she was going to be the one solve that problem for us. She knew no one on campus either, but went door to door in the dorms and took up a collection. That’s why the envelope was filled with small bills and change. She knew how much I needed and kept begging until she got it.

        Then she had to find out where I lived. She knocked, threw down the money and ran.


  21. RockyCat
    Mar 14, 2013 @ 15:55:53

    Years ago, after weeks of working on the insanely complicated sale of my family’s business, my sisters threw a surprise party for me. It was awesome.


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  23. NATurally Inappropriate
    Mar 15, 2013 @ 12:16:46

    A couple of years ago I was at work, chatting with my hubs via IM. He asked me what I was doing, and I mentioned I was shopping online. He asked me what I was looking for, and I mentioned that James Avery had a ring that I was looking at, and I might put on my birthday list. It wasn’t expensive or anything– but my hubs is a huge stickler about jewelry. He doesn’t like ‘fake’ stuff, and any ‘real’ stuff I own, he prefers to be very high quality, and a classic and classy design. Anyway, that afternoon he texted me and asked if I wanted to carpool home, and that we’d leave my car at the office. I had no probs with that, and so said yes. A couple of hours later, I went outside to hop in his car and go home, and he was standing there, by the car door, with his hands behind his back. He pulls out the James Avery box and the very ring I’d shown him a few hours earlier, for no reason at all.

    It was very, very sweet.


  24. pegoleg
    Mar 15, 2013 @ 12:20:05

    We had quite the snow storm here last week. My hubby’s truck is on the fritz, so he’s stuck with the non-4-wheel drive car that can’t make the trek up the mountainside that is our driveway. He borrowed my SUV when he went home for lunch to let the dog out.

    Fast forward 5 hours. It had been a crappy afternoon. I was feeling no love for ANY of my fellow-men as I got out of work, trudged to my buried car through the blinding snow and commenced with cleaning it off. As I got in and turned the car on, I remembered I was down to 1/8 of a tank of gas because I had put off filling it up the prior night. Damn! I glanced at the gauge and…hubby had filled it up for me.

    Just when I think it’s time to trade him in on a new model, he does something like that. It truly is the little things in life, you know?


    • mistyslaws
      Mar 19, 2013 @ 21:38:07

      I hear ya. I think they sense when it’s time for a trade in and really turn it on. My hubs is apt to leave me on E on Monday mornings, so I might want to trade him in for YOURS. 🙂


  25. The Real Dave
    Mar 15, 2013 @ 15:06:05

    Food porn. I love it.


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