I am pretty sure I have a voice not unlike a dog whistle. Problem with that is the dog's don't listen to me, either.

My kids. They don't listen. They don't hear. They ignore.

I've tried everything: yelling, whispering, ignoring, leading them around by the nose...nothing. Nothing works. Unless I holler, "Dinner's ready."

Don't think they come running. "What is it?" is what they bellow from the next room.

So, tonight I decided to make something I wanted for dinner, instead of catering to two men-in-training and the one my mother-in-law trained. I think. I think she trained it. I know she poddy-trained it, but after that, I'm just not sure....

Dinner tonight? ChilliDog Casserole

I think it's yummy husband, Rob (or Birdy), has his opinion, "You know I'm not that crazy about hot dogs." Nope, sure didn't. News to me. Nine years into this and I've learned something new. Let me make a mental note of that, Sugar...

I still think it's pretty yummy. My kids, Dillon & Dustin, have their opinion, "We don't like the bread. Can't you use buns?"

No. I cannot use buns.

So, here's the recipe, for anyone who reallllly cares:

1 package of cornbread mix, mixed according to package directions
1 can of chilli
1 cup of cheddar cheese
2T of brown sugar
1/2t of garlic powder
1/2t of chilli powder
1 package of hot dogs

Mix cornbread. In a greased brownie pan (8x8), pour half the cornbread mix. This is an opportunity for me to use my only brownie pan...my Longaberger pottery...I love it. It's my favorite. I'm a Longaberger Junkie.

In another bowl, mix chopped hot dogs with 1 can of chilli, 1/4c cheese, 2T brown sugar, 1/2t garlic powder & 1/2t chilli powder. Pour that mix over 1/2 the cornbread in the brownie pan. Spoon remaining cornbread mix over the top of the chilli mix. Sprinkle 3/4C of cheese over the cornbread.

Bake @ 350 28-32 mins, or the Toothpick Test.

I like it. It's easy. Personally, I'd use more cornbread, but I'm already receiving complaints about the bread...

Guess I should come up with something green to serve with the ChilliDog Casserole. Green as in vegetables, not a mold-covered dish from the back of the frig-ea-tor. That's what Dillon called the refrigerator when he was a cute little peanut. Now he's just cute. Of course I think he's cute. He's mine.

But, the name stuck. The Frigeator.

I'm sure my meal will be a roaring success. For me anyway....