I somehow managed to get sick again. I think it was the thundering hoards in IKEA that did it. We were walking through the San Diego store and all I could think was OMG swine flu swine flu swine flu. Because CDC, sorry, but H1N1 just isn't going to catch on. Ever. Anyway, I don't have swine flu, I don't think. I'm not oinking anyhow. Weirdly no fever, my temperature actually went DOWN for 2 days. Down like, 95.9F down. That's never happened before when I've been sick. I am feeling better but by throat is sore and I sound like frog-girl. I started taking cold meds as soon as I thought I was getting sick. I was hoping to hit it hard early and keep it from getting bad. I do this bad thing where I get a head cold and my sinuses get sooo bad that I can't taste anything for days and one or both of my ears ends up blocked so I can't hear very well. Also, my colds have an annoying habit of going into my lungs. NOT FUN.
I found a problem with the staying hydrated-getting lots of rest thing. Not only do you constantly have to be getting yourself a drink but you know what that leads to?? Having to get up every freaking hour to pee. How is that restful? Seems counterproductive to me.
In the meantime, it's almost 3:30am, the stuff in cold meds that makes it, well, work, also makes me a little nuts. And it keeps me awake. Also counterproductive. By nuts I mean, think hyper five year old with too much sugar. Yeah. That's how I know my husband loves me. 7 years of colds and he's still here. Also, it makes me a little... bitey. My husband calls it the Sudafed Monster.
I'm going to go have a popsicle now. Hydration you know.
Twilight Lip Venom want want want
Ananya Perfume Oil from the Body Shop
the 19th Wife by David Ebershoff
the Bruffle by Steve Madden, but in black
Wanker Copper Necklace by undeadmushroom12 on ETSY
Back to real life now I suppose.
I think the cheesecake may have been the saving grace of what could have been an otherwise, um, bloody - crying dinner. My Aunt managed to offend my husband by insinuating that it is not okay to be gay. (Not that he is but we have several friends and extended family that are and we love them very much). When he called her on her on it she claimed she never said such a thing and that she thinks it was very inappropriate to bring up during dinner. Then she picked up her ill-behaved mexican rat dog AT THE DINNER TABLE and put it in her lap and fed it. wah?!?
I think we all could have done without my Aunt this holiday. She got up in the morning and cooked a turkey, then brought some with her. Did I forget to mention that my mom made a 16 pound turkey? I did? The Aunt knew. She also brought a whole freaking dinner with her. We all have to go out of our way to accommodate my vegetarian uncle-who won't eat eggs but eats dairy? Then she had to reheat the whole dinner before we could eat.
You know how when your trying to make a big meal and you have a bunch of stuff going on at once? Help is sometimes good but only from people who know how to dance? That's what we call it. Dancing. When you have to glide and twirl and anticipate the others in the kitchen so everything moves smoothly? My mom and I learned how to dance when I was little, my husband is improving. My aunt planted herself stage left and ignored the music. I thought my mom was going to physically attack her with kitchen utensils.
By kitchen utensils I mean knives.
By knives I mean, well, knives.
Thus ends another thanksgiving. thank god.
Running with my husband for the first to find, and actually getting it.
Furry monkey puppets with a sense of humor.
Dirty Greek Martinis. mmmmm
Experimental dinners that actually work
Cold sunshine with a good stiff wind
Strings of pearls at discount prices
When Farmville actually works
My husband, who, even after almost 7 years of marriage is still my best friend, and who loves me unconditionally.
My mom, who has always supported me. Even when the things I did didn't make any sense to her.
My cat, for always being warm and fuzzy with a ready purr whenever I need it, and even when I don't.
Cold days that require sweaters, and gloves, and boots. :)
Perfect muffins, fresh from the oven.
Long drives in th dark, either looking for wildlife or ufo's, I'm not picky. :)
The perfect blood red lip gloss, with just a little bit of sparkle
The first to finds have been few on the ground recently. What's a first to find? I'll spare you the details, let's just say that someone hid something in a public area, posted it online at geocaching.com and we ran out to find it first. Two firsts in two days. I forgot how fun it was to run for a first to find. Seems silly, "Hey! Lets jump in the car and drive quasi-recklessly to find an unknown container, just so we can sign the log first! Oh!! And no one can see us do it!" It's really more fun than it sounds.
But you fellow geogeeks know exactly what I mean, don't you? :)
But who couldn't love this face?
Back to the packing I guess, I can't blog pointlessly forever. Or can I??? Hmmm....
What's that? hear it? Yup, that is the sound of my procrastination.
I didn't really have any appropriate scrap fabric for these, but I found an old red holiday napkin that did the trick. I wouldn't normally be allowed to craft anything with fire, but, the husband was asleep (mwahahahahaha). If you are going to try this really do follow the tutorial and make sure you have a jar or bowl of water handy. I skipped that step, and started a small fire. The lack of water doesn't actually cause the fire but it would have been damn handy to have around. Cuz you know, after the melting point of polyester comes the burning point. Burning polyester goo. Yeah. Seriously though, awesome easy project, beautiful results.
Please be cooked.
Update on cake after thanksgiving. If it didn't kill us.
Anyway, they were suppose to take 4 hours to grow in 2 cups of water. After what I would guess was about 3 hours they looked like this. Flashlight for effect, they didn't glow but that would have rocked. So after playing with them for a while we added more water. Today they look like this.
The smallest ones look like peas and the largest are the size of globe grapes! they feel like fish eggs. I think. I've never actually touched fish eggs. They almost feel slimy but they're not. They are So! Much! Fun! I have trouble describing how awesome they are. What makes them even cooler is the directions on the back. You can totally tell they were translated, badly.
What? you can't read them? Allow me to assist.
product use information
1. add water 400g on the product. about 4 hours it will grow up
2. one clear beauty satiety face will grow up
3. when the flower want to oxygen and nutrition, I will help you too much
But I digress. What to do? I would normally start the cards after thanksgiving and send them out by december 1st. What to do? I feel like I want to ignore them.
They were amazing. Deb is a genius. She was totally on the mark to say that these taste almost cheesy, but they have no cheese in them. A little futsy, but worth it. Light and fluffy, not dense like beef meatballs. I have a feeling that leftovers would be good in sandwiches.
I also made grated mashed potatoes. So easy, microwave washed and pricked potatoes. (about 6) Allow to cool about an hour. Peel. Using the big holes on a grater, well, grate the potatoes. Because they aren't boiled they aren't grainy and don't have the excess water in them. Once they are all grated take a hand mashed to them for about a minute. Meanwhile, microwave about 4 tbsp butter and 1 cup milk until the butter is melted. Mash the mix into the potatoes, salt and pepper as desired. Once you're mixed pop the whole thing back in the microwave for 3 minutes and then stir. Cook 2 more minutes if needed. They have a different texture to them, almost silky. One of these days I'm going to have to remember to take pictures.
Anyway, I guess that's neither here nor there. We get it Jon, you got married early, had 8 kids before you were 28. I don't remember the person holding the gun to your head in your wedding photo's, did you airbrush him out? Where did your life go? Where did your youth go? You got divorced and felt free? Wonderful moment to capture for kids to see Jon. That you got to leave their mom and them behind while you gallivant around the world with a woman who was little more than a child herself and you were so bloody happy. Congratulations, you win the douche canoe award.
I feel like he doesn't appreciate his kids. They are beautiful, intelligent, loving and sprightly little miracles of nature. I wish that I lived closer to them and give Kate someone to count on, who wouldn't turn on her. I wish I could get to know those wonderful children better and watch them grow. I sit here crying as the last minutes of the last show tic by and I hate Jon more and more for taking a weekly dose of light and joy away from me, from all of us who have come to love these kids, and appreciate the miracle that is their lives simply by watching.
Okay, the show is over and I can barely see I am crying so much.
For Cara, Mady, Alexis, Hannah, Aeden, Collin, Leah and Joel. Thank you for being so pure and honest in a world where everything says you shouldn't even exist. Thank you for making me smile week after week with your unique joy and light. I hope your lives turn out as amazing as you deserve.
I missed having hot tea in the middle of the day.
I missed long sleeved shirts and sweaters.
I missed the leaves turning orange, yellow and gold.
I missed hogging the down comforter.
I missed wearing slippers.
I missed chattering teeth and leather gloves.
I missed endless hours of baking.
I missed you winter, please stay a while this time?
The husband was with me. He usually likes shopping. He HATES christmas shopping. With a Passion worthy if Mel Gibson, he hates it. I offered to let him wait in the car and I would brave the melee alone. No. If you have a significant other, have you ever noticed the hover? They follow you around the store, like a big dog, and sometimes hold the stuff you find. So I guess more like a well trained pachyderm? Anyway, they hover. A few steps behind, far enough away that if you stop suddenly they don't run into you, but close enough that if you try to turn around to look at something they have to back up? Then they look annoyed? Yeah, that was my day.
On a non holiday note, it was my nephews 17th birthday. The boy (man-child?) is awesome. I love him to death. I think he is my favorite member of the family (in-laws). We went to a surprise party for him today. My husband isn't real fond of his sister or her asshat boyfriend. We went to be company for my niece (man-child's sister) who is 20 and had a sick boyfriend so she was feeling lonely. It wasn't too bad. It doesn't appear that asshat gave us all food poisoning, so score, basically.
the husband is asleep, I think I want some goldschlager. mmmmmm
After I managed to get most of the oil,and was fuming mad at myself I decided it was time for a shower. We have had a lot of shower problems. Which tend to make me crabby. But for all of the "repairs" that we have had in I don't want to think about how many years, this last one seems to have affected the tub knobs. huh? I don't know what they did but the know that makes the water go from spout to head doesn't work right, and now the water, both hot and cold, don't turn off all the way. My gorilla grip husband was the last person to shower. Soooo after the oil debacle, I decided it was shower time. But I COULDN'T GET THE WATER TURNED ON. argh.
Anyway, that's why I decided to make the face scrub.
a very clean face is better than no clean at all. You're thinking, wha?? What were we talking about it?
See that's why I don't blog as often as I should, my brain is a scary place where thoughts go round and round and are usually only understood by me. Be careful, it's a zoo.
Back to Betty. I made more pumpkin muffins and am officially out of brown sugar, cranberries and fresh pumpkin. I also made 3 batches of peanut butter cookies. I think I baked for something like 5 hours, then I made chicken soup. With matzo balls. Bonus though, left over soup for dinner!
So, during all of this mindless baking, I was stressing over what to get the rest of the people on my list for christmas?!? There were 19 people on my list this year. I am down to my Mother-in-Law, my mom, my step dad, my stepbrother (whose 20 and kind of a git to my mom), a neighbor and my aunt-who has everything, needs nothing and is a compulsive shopper. And she has the money to be a compulsive shopper. argh. Any suggestions would be much appreciated. My mom is usually the easiest to shop for, but I seem to be having trouble this year.
Speaking of trouble, my head is hurting too much to type anymore. I think it's time to go make some tea and beat my head against the wall. That works right? The beating??
Anyway, I finally slaughtered my 4 remaining pumpkins last night. I got some funny video of husband trying to cut the uncutable pumpkin. He really jammed that knife in there too. This was 2 knives of 3, and it took a good 5 minutes to cut.
But he finally did it. It smelled very strongly of sweet pumpkin. I cooked 2 of the pumpkins, blended them in my Magic Bullet, and cooked the baby food style mush down to thick pumpkin sludge. I have been craving pumpkin-carrot-cranberry spice muffins. Feat accomplished! . Um, try not to see the halloween wrappers, they're what I had on hand. These were sooo good I can't even tell you. I made 18, there are now, um, 7. I guess to be fair 4 are going to work with husband to give to someone. But that means we ate what? 7? Oi. I also cooked about a pound of salt and pepper pumpkin seeds.
I guess it doesn't sound as impressive as it felt. But it took HOURS to get it all done. With a whiny husband in tow.
But tomorrow is friday the 13th! So excited! It's like a floating holiday that no one celebrates but me. Wait...what?
thing 1: Do four, count 'em, FOUR loads of laundry.
thing 2: Bake peanut butter cookies.
thing 3: Massacre remaining pumpkin, harvest, cook and eat their organs. Um, by organs I mean seeds. I think I have been watching too much Criminal Minds.
I got exactly ONE of those things done today. I did copious amounts of laundry. Cooking making was a bust as I didn't have enough flour. and the Pumpkins...well...I just didn't make it. And yet today has dragged it's proverbial ass. Husband went to the dentist to have a tooth pulled. He ended up with 2 teeth pulled. So, bleeding and grumping (I'm sure my laughing at him trying to talk through gauze in what sounded like baby-speak didn't help the grumping) and not looking forward to pudding for dinner....We took the car to the mechanic. BIG FUN. Some tubie, hose-like device that comes from the air filter needed replacing. $144.43. And we have an HONEST mechanic. Then he tells us, at least I am told this is what he said since I cannot understand but every 5th word (Vietnamenglish) the 2 motor mounts are busted. Another $250 to replace. Then he proceeded to show us. Do you know how freaking scary it is when the engine revvs then tries to jump from under the hood as if possessed?!? I do.
Then the drive to the store to get the script for the missing teeth pain, driving like a freaking old lady on sunday morning recovering from a hangover. (huh?) Good news though, 20 Vicoden = 29 cents. Thank you insurance.
I want a drink then to go to bed. Oohhhh....I did laundry.... that makes this the happiest day of the week! Clean sheet day.....
So, I guess even though I didn't accomplish 2 of the 3 things I intended to do it is ok. Hubby couldn't eat the peanut butter cookies anyway so no loss there, and I get to look at my pumpkins for another few days. Oh! I did manage to get some more stuff listed on Etsy, so I guess one extra task done! Yea!!
You find a hero (or two) in seriously some of the strangest places. The following is link to a blog from a women known simply as Swistle. She is warmhearted, funny, a little irreverent, honest and best of all she doesn't seem to be afraid to say what's on her mind. This was a recent post that I wish I could jump and down and cheer for without people looking at me like I'm insane. Like my husband. Who come to think of it would cheer too, so nevermind. READ THIS, and the comments, where one woman constantly keeps pointing out that "giving" Homosexuals the "right" to marry means we'll be marrying our siblings, farm animals and pets next. Yeah, it's gonna be like that. Awesome. I think I ranted about a similar topic last year when my backasswards state voted NO on Gay Marriage. Was seriously thinking about relocating to Canada.
There is much fighting, backbiting, miscommunication, lying and self deluding going on in my family. Did I mention disowning? No? Well, my mother and my sister have mutually disowned eachother. But one can't seem to let it go and is constantly searching for reasons to cause more trouble. And is doing her damnedest to get others involved. What does one do with such a person? Change the subject? Avoid? Run like hell?
Yeah, welcome to my world.
On a lighter note, Stan got carved for Halloween and I am happily eating his roasted seeds. That sounded kinda wrong huh? Here's Stan. (on the right)
We had "The Pumpkin Who Would NOT Carve" Warren McWarty was chosen simply because he had such great Halloween personality. COVERED in pumpkin "warts" When I tried to cut into him THE KNIFE WOULDN'T GO IN. We tried the movie stab with the knife held high and jabbing it in, no go, 1/4" penetration. THEN he started to ...bleed? Is that right? you can see the dripping just near the top. We seriously had to give up. I think it must have been cross bred with one of those really hard/warty gourds. Probably better that I gave up as I am not generally allowed to play with knives. And by play I mean USE, and by use I mean nearly chop off a digit every few weeks.
This was part of an email to my sister. The reason for which I am not ready to discuss.
Profound advice following:
I've always tried not to judge people based on what I don't know for sure, how they look, where they come from or who they love. Everyone has their own reasons, lives and secrets. I'm happy in my marriage, as is Bart, all anyone has to do is ask him. I don't base it on what others think they know or think we should be. I try to be happy in my life and decide how I want to be, regardless of the influence of others. I said I don't judge other people because you can never really know someone outside of yourself. You can't know the full story of their past or what motivates them or what's truly in their heads. Ever. Words hurt more than blows. I try to never say something to or about someone that I think would hurt me if I found out it had been said about me. I don't always succeed, but I try. I always try to rememeber that saying hurtful things or voicing cruel assumptions to make myself feel better just makes me less of a person and more of a monster. I have a nasty and vindictive temper and I know it. I seethe instead of yell. I plot instead of talk. I try to stay in control of myself so I don't hurt others. I sometimes feel like I'm walking the line between "sane" and "toting a rifle up to the nearest bell tower". I'll probably give myself an ulcer someday. :/
Anyway, I guess I'm done being profound for now. I guess I just didn't want you to think I wasn't concerned. I'm just careful. If you never take any other advice from me in your life, then please reread this email and try to be happy with who you are and not what others think you should be.
I figure the nsa has stopped reading by now, because you know, I said I was kidding. Sshhhh, not really kidding.
**EDIT** Apparenly I am now a stuck up little bitch. Not that this was said TO me, merely ABOUT me and gleefully forwarded by a "friend" (not of mine, thank god) Nice to have friend who is so willing to possibly cause trouble for you, no?
Anyway, here's my finger, a few days later.
I am so freaking talented.
My husband got into a car accident 9.22 and it is now 15 days later and we still don't have our car back. Buckled hood, scraped up fender and busted brake line. The thing GUSHED brake fluid when you stepped on the pedal. Luckily, I guess, it happened right outside our house so the car was easy to get home. The insurance company is dragging their feet and we are totally running out money to pay for a rental car. "You pay for it and we'll reimburse you" Argh!! I want to line every one of the F*ck#rs up and shoot them. I try to not to imagine the &sshole who ran the freaking stop sign sitting at home with his family and NOT shelling out $300 a week for a rental car. Yeah, some major stress happening here.
Did I forget to mention that the license plate got ripped off? Or that the car we hit was red?nice.
Halloween is almost here!! You know what this means boys and ghouls? Cute Halloween decor, an excuse to eat copious amounts of candy, and my most favoritist part PUMPKINS!!! To try to pull me out of my insurance/car related my almost too good to be true husband took me for a little surprise outing on Saturday morning. PUMPKINS! I'm like a freaking kid alone in a candy store. I wanted no less than 20 pumpkins within the first 5 minutes. This is a true horror for my husband (who really must love me)as I have a proven track record for pumpkin OVER adoption. The year before we got married I had, not kidding, 27 pumpkins. Full sized pumpkins. That totally doesn't even count the little ones. Have I mentioned I have a TINY apartment? Or that we were driving a 67 Mustang at the time?!? Yeah, like 24 of those pumpkins came home in one trip. They were $1 a piece! So, I have a proven pumpkin...problem. This weekend I only bought 2. well..3 but one was tiny!
This is Stan and Ollie. Oh, ya hai, I name them too.
And my husband's Halloween cat, Sam. Ollie go to come with us because as you can see in the next photo, Ollie has a weird, kind of Aztec-ie design in a faint dark green.
I can almost guarantee that I'll have 8 more pumpkins before Halloween. Something to look forward to at least.
60" vivking stand alone range, just shy of $11,000. In irridescent blue, think there's an extra charge for that?!
Also, have massive, please shoot me and put me out of my misery-type headache, think it stems from both the insane-hot-dry weather and a knot in my neck.
Also also...am going to see Harry Potter midnight showing tomorrow. In 24 hours I will be sitting in the theater wait for movie...soooo excited! We alreay have our tickets and everything.
Also also...also..? Am using non-existant telekenesis to convince my mom that THIS set is needed for the new room in her house (ie: my room). If you look, don't you dare buy it! Hmmm, rethinking link....
After midnight, should probably sleep soon. ha ha.
The day I have been dreading for 18 months.
My 30th birthday.
I have a new little friend who lives on my desk for the moment. He was a gift for the big uh oh, a few days early. He came all the way from Scotland, just for me. his name is Drambuie. The desk is in process of re-arrangement, so it is a large mess. Drambuie is coaching me though it.
Also, my lovely Aunt Gave me a big bag full of cosmetical type things. Some of which have made it to my purse. 12 of which have not. the grand total of lip gloss containers in my purse now equals 10. Peruse them below.
Also on the birthday front, my father in law is celebrating his tomorrow, oh 12:04 am, I guess that would be today. We decided to wrap he gift in a way that truly should be more entertaining for the spectators. Here it is.
We made it its very own box, out of 1"x4" pine. The pieces are glued together, then nailed shut, and sanded down so there are no protruding ledges. I am bringing the camera and a youtube video may follow.
My Mom bought me this. (The bracelet)
Like she needed to prove her awesomeness (or not, my mom is AWESOME). I love love it, and it is just what I didn't know I wanted.
I guess so far it has been a pretty good birthday, even though it hasn't happened yet. And I still get husband made birthday brownies. :)
On this house-sitting "adventure", that will last another 8 DAYS, I am alone and must feed only myself. So I bought the much wanted, but never normally purchased, fish. When the husband won't eat it it just seems silly to buy it only for myself and make 2 dinners. So this week, I get seafood. I have shrimp, thresher shark, Scottish salmon and mahi mahi. The Scottish salmon was outrageously price and I am little afraid to cook it and possibly screw it up, also, I am afraid I am going to LOVE it. Then want it more. I was looking for a good recipe for the Mahi, which will be made tonight, since I don't think I have cooked Mahi in about 10 years and had a flash of disgust.
I found a recipe called Grilled Mahi mahi W/Wild Rice and Creamy Red Wine Sauce, I thought great! Mahi is good with red wine since it has almost a beefy flavor to it, and hey! I like cream sauce! BUT Oh-Em-Gee, Why on EARTH would you spend $15 a pound on Mahi then smother it in CANNED SOUP?!? Regardless of the the good reviews I just don't think I can stomach that. Literally and figuratively. I think this will be made instead with some mushrooms and asparagus.
Time to take the dog out again.
We had ourselves a not so little earthquake here in the Greater Los Angeles area on Sunday evening. One is more than enough, the earth literally shifting under you and things flying from shelves is not really a whole lot of fun. For those of you who have never been through a large to moderate quake imagine the feeling if you will of almost being in a car accident. You feel shaky, your heart is pounding and you breath heavily, now imagine that just lovely feeling along with your possessions flying from shelves, furniture over turning and your fridge walking itself away from the wall a few feet.
And the noise. It is amazing how loud an earthquake is. That being said, we had yet another one today. Almost exactly in the same spot as the first. Just bloody wonderful. Will be doing an earthquake check of all possessions tonight to make sure everything is stuck down, tacked up, and child locked closed. fun.
My first commission! 90 name tag pins with bead representations of the Space Needle for a wedding rehearsal dinner. I placed an order with Fire Mountain Gems today for $114 worth of supplies. Hopefully they'll be here by Friday (please god) and I need to get them made, the name tags included, packaged and ready for delivery by June 7th. That's 19 days from today kiddies. Wish me luck!
I had an appointment today with someone to repair my tub, again, seeing as how they did such a crappy, uh, I mean splendid job the first time. Less than 2 WEEKS ago. It is already cracked, now isn't that just lovely? Now, this company told my building manager that they would be here around noon. I am starting to wonder noon in which TIME ZONE?!? If you go much farther west I think it becomes tomorrow. Does that mean they're coming tomorrow?? It is, right now, 3:22pm. Now boys and girls, what do our basic math skills tell us? That's right! That they're almost 3 and a half hours late. And this isn't the first time. They were late for the original consultation and they were late for the repair. They were also suppose to repair my sagging ceiling, guess what? They never showed!
Great, now I'm crabby. When I'm crabby I want to bake,but it is too hot to bake. Doesn't that figure? I want mint chocolate brownies.
I R E A L L Y don't want to go, but my husband wouldn't go without me, and he really WANTS to go. I finally talked him into going alone, first time ever he will have gone without me. Then the guilt set in. Either I go and he's happy and I'm miserable OR I stay home and watch movies in my pajama's all weekend, and feel guilty for not going.
So in typical enabler wife form I caved and am now going camping. At the beach. With my In-lws. And will be sleeping on the ground..in a tent..with 3 teen-agers. My tent no less. Oh, did I forget to mention that 3 teenagers come with the in-laws?? Well, 16, 19 and 21, pretty close. And chatty. Lord help me, chatty.
The only good thing I can think of is that I can take my camera and take more pictures of the fire people. I got these, plus about 100 more last time went.
2.5 quarts water
4 heads garlic separated into cloves
1 onion sliced .5" thick
2 leeks sliced .5" thick
2 celery stalks sliced .5" thick
2 carrots sliced .5" thick
1 washed, unpeeled potato, quartered
6 parsley sprigs
4 thyme sprigs
1 bay leaf
.75 tsp black peppercorns
Place one cup of water in large pot over high heat.
Add garlic, onion, leeks and bring to a boil.
Cover and reduce heat to low, simmer 10 minutes.
Add remaining water, celery, carrots, potato, parsley, thyme, bay leaf and peppercorns.
Bring to boil again and reduce heat, simmer 1 hour.
Strain stock, pressing as much liquid from vegetables as possible.
Season to taste with salt and cool.
Refidgerate for up to 1 week or freeze up to 3 months.
Makes about 1.5 quarts.
Try it and let me know what you think!
Add some mushrooms, ginger, noodles and soy sauce for awesome asian noodle soup!
Every year I make my mom something for mother's day, it's kinda of a tradition, I am almost done with her gift now (hence the spray adhesive), and am feeling very much accomplished since I have never made this particular thing before. But with the ticking down to mother's day I have presented myself with an ill-timed challenge.
A geocaching event. Hosted by me.
For the big day, which is saturday, we have hidden 10 new caches, all in one day, to go active after the event. Lots of containers, lots of custom cut logs. And holy crap but are they getting picky! They are making it damn near impossible to hide caches. "It appears this cache is placed in a residential area.....blah blah...think how you would feel to see stangers poking around...blah..." I get the point, but they are making a lot of assumptions. considering the cache in question was 2 feet from the curb, 15 feet from any private property, not facing any home fronts and on a moderately busy street... I tried not to get to snippy when sending my note the reviewer, I know he is just doing his job, but geez!!
Okay, rant over.
I think I am going to go take a nap now. Sleeping sounds like a good idea.
About a year and a half ago our property owner retired and sold his building (read:lots) to a new company. Since then they have been making "improvements". Some good, some bad, some horrid. We got a new front lawn and some nice landscaping : GOOD They completely concreted in our central courtyard AND W A Y cut back the two trees out there : BAD Why bad? In the summer now, just as I so wisely predicted, the concrete (with the chopped trees) actually makes it HOTTER in my apartment. Used to be outside 102F inside 85F, not great but we'll take 20 degrees. Last summer? 105F outside and 97 inside. WTF??? Oh, and the trees were gorgeous. They looked like this:
Back to the fascists.
My building is old as apartments go. I think it was built in 1968 or something. I think I still have to original tile floor. REAL linoleum. Like wash me too much and I crack. Because linoleum doesn't like water. I think my fiberglass tub might be original too, but I'm not sure. It keeps cracking, bad. I've had it filled in the past 4 times (read 2 days without the shower, each) but I have several cracks in it right now that you could probably see China through. Apparently so do a few other people here. Someone is getting the very first brand new tub (I'm on the list). Cast iron and brand new NON linoleum tile. I am of 2 minds here. Super excited and incredibly pissed. Not pissed because someone gets it before me but because the "Tile Man" is back. He uses a tile saw. Slowly. Loudly. Badly. This is day two, have you ever heard a tile saw? Imagine Banshee's screaming. Only louder. I should probably explain something before I go on. I am 29 but I have the nerves of a 60 year old Kosovo refugee. My hands are actually shaking right now because I can't take the noise. So I closed the window and turned on the air because it gets hot in here fast. It takes the edge off the noise so I'm not jumping anymore, but aaaHHAHAHAAAAAAHHHH!!! And he is suppose to be here for a week. So, new shiny tubs: GOOD. Screaming Banshee's from Hell : BADThe Banshee Machine, note new heat reflecting concrete, and proximity of Banshee Machine to my front door, from whence the picture was taken.
I also found out today that they will be replacing the roof as it apparently developed some leaks this past rainy "season" (read: I think it drizzled). I am glad once again to not live upstairs, but it is just going to be more noise. Can you tell I don't like noise? (As the tile saw goes off again and I take one more step toward going on a shooting rampage) New, non-leaky roof : GOOD. Smell of hot tar to fix roof : Tolerable. Noise of roof actually being fixed : BAD BAD BAD
All hail the Good of the People! Which coincidentally makes "the man" more money in future rentals.