That is some serious chicken!

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I did get to it.  I first reset dishes to soak, giving them a rough clean while I was at it.  I did that in order to clean the stove a bit and the cast iron pan.  Everything sort of has to work in a certain way, in my mind, which means more work than was intended, but all good.  Those hindquarters are huge!  I do believe there is more meat on any one of them then on a standard smaller type of bird.  I'll wager they weigh a pound and a half to two pounds each.  I roasted them for a half an hour, then gave them another half hour to sit in the cooling oven, surrounded by the cast iron dutch oven.  Then I fried them, rather quickly.  They were, even so, just barely done.  I did happen to squish three of them into my large cast iron frying pan, but that was really pushing it.  The last two got the pan to themselves and even then it was tight.  Still, golden crisp fried chicken, like what your mom or grandma made, or what you might imagine, was just the thing.  Well, that and a large drought of milk. I opened the front door, turned the fan to pull air from it and into the kitchen, opened the windows full tilt, and heat was no problem at all.  It was a perfect night to cook.  I am stuffed to the gills and have three more of those to eat, though I think one at a time is quite enough henceforth.

Tomorrow is the meeting night.  I have my ducks in order, I do believe.  Ice, soda, beer, snacks, and a general knowledge of how to set the meeting room up.  I think it is at 18:00, so I will need to be out of here by 17:00 in order to both be there and set up the room, lay out snacks, and then just chill for a bit.  It depends on what I need to do for the room.  Usually it is used for Sunday school, so it should have all the chairs and tables I need.  That means, a shower earlier in the day too.  Say... by 15:00.  That gives me time to dry off and get dressed after I am completely dry, all at a leisurely pace.  I never said I was a go getter.  In my mind, or if my body responded, I would be busy from morning to night though.  I love to work, to do, to make, even to break if usually only to end up making better.  So, what the world gets is what I have, when I can.

It's almost chilly tonight.  Something I have missed.  I need to remember to close the windows to just a crack, though I think I can leave the front door open.  The screen door locks very well and is rather stout.  Getting in there would make more noise than picking the lock and probably be no easier than breaking down the main door, give or take.  Still, I like having two doors between me and out there when I sleep, two secure doors.  Which... always makes me frown when I see windows.  Why even bother with solid locking doors when you are going to install panoramic windows?  Never mind.  And yet... I wouldn't get rid of those windows.  In the spring, fall, and winter... they are lifesavers and live improvers.  To see the mountains, the sunny days... Yeah, it's worth the risk.  If I could make a "perfect" house, I would still have those windows, they would just be... situated differently, much more securely, above ground by a goodly lot, with angles and a few other things making gaining entrance through them... at least difficult.  But I have what I have, where I am, and that is good enough.  Really.

The archival program is still running. At 17 gigs, and change, it is about to eat this computers memory. It will be interesting to see how far it gets. External hard drives aren't really too expensive. A 500 gb can be had for $70, on up to a 2 tb costing around $120 or so... Frustrating, though, while the cheaper is nice, the efficiency of more memory per dollar is also there. Ah well.

Good night.