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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Jello shot hell, or is it...

It's that time again. All of us wives/girlfriends are expected to work our asses off for the men's hobby. Cpt Clueless and my BIL have a softball team. Fish fry coming up on 1/24. So sometime in the next two weeks we better halves will be making jello shots. At least 500. While they are supposedly out 'hitting balls'.

If you've never made these, let me tell you it's a pain in the ass filling up all of those little 2 oz. cups. At least I don't get stuck with lid duty!

So the last few years I tried turkey basters. But you have to put your finger over the end to keep the jello from leaking out. After many batches of purple, blue, red and orange (I banned lime - it's just nasty) your finger ends up dyed a disgusting color.

This year I thought I'd try one of those pancake batter dispensers. Tests were a disaster. Batter might be fine in them but liquids just run out all over. Really. I'm desperate for ideas. It has to be something that won't drip, and holds quite a bit so it doesn't constantly need to be refilled.

It also has to be easy enough to operate with a buzz on. Because really, like we could work with all that booze and not throw down a few. Ok, maybe more than a few. And maybe we gossip a lot while we're doing it. All right already, it's really like a mini-girl party with chores than actual "work." And we eat at least a quarter of them at the fish fry without paying for them.

But don't tell the guys, because we'll bitch about having to do this for at least a month.