W is for Where The Hell Is That Book

I have spent most the morning looking for this book ... which is due today at the library.  And of course I finally found it in a place where I had looked at least four times before but it was under something else.  I will never end of on "Hoarders" (or at least I don't think so) but it seems like I do have enough stuff that I have one or two layers.  It's like I'm living in an Oreo cookie, which sounds kind of fun.  Does anyone else out there open the Oreo and only eat the side with the frosting and then tosses away the naked side?  Is that a sign of some sort of mental disturbance?  Probably, but it's only one of many signs I can think of.  Which brings me to ... oh dear I've totally lost my train of thought.  Oh well, that train jumped the tracks years ago.  So I'm off to the library for my regular Saturday trip.  I have a bunch of books there with recipes for a slow cooker.  My friend Lori from Laramie (I just like how that sounds, like Mary from Minnesota or Peter from Pittsburgh or okay you get the idea) ... anyways Lori from Laramie gave me a slow cooker for Christmas.  Other than tossing in some chicken legs and barbeque sauce (which is very good by the way) I'm going to try to find something more exotic.  You'll have to check back and see what I discover and if I can make it without burning down the place.  Happy Saturday ...