Monday, July 31, 2006
I made this last night and it was really good.
3 cups zucchini, shredded
2 carrots, shredded
1 onion, chopped or shredded
1 large tomato
4 eggs, beaten
1 cup buttermilk baking mix
1/3 cup canola or vegetable oil
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
1/2 teaspoon Italian seasonings
Salt & pepper to taste
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray a 12-inch deep-dish pie plate with cooking spray.
In a large mixing bowl, combine zucchini, carrot, onion, eggs, buttermilk baking mix, oil, Parmesan cheese, Italian seasonings, salt and pepper; mix well. Spread into the prepared baking dish. Top with sliced tomato & sprinkle with more parmesan.
Bake for 35-40 minutes. Serve plain or with a dollop of sour cream or hot sauce.
Note: I sautéed my veggies 5-10 in a little olive oil before mixing with other stuff and baking. The recipe said they’d be a little crunchy if you don’t do it.
Sunday, July 30, 2006
I've spent hours already setting it up and figuring out everything. It's so kewl! Love it. I have a computer in my purse...with email...and Internet...and...and...I'm officially a computer geek. I'm also officially blind. I stopped and bought some reading glasses on the way home so I could see the damn thing.
Not sure what we have planned for today. Yes I am...nothing. Why did I even pretend we had plans? There's no NASCAR cup race so our normal Sunday is all screwed up. I'm sure I'll do the laundry and wander around the house whining that I'm bored. That is my plan now. Laundry and whining.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
This is Amy Sedaris' recipe. There is a recipe link at the bottom of that page. She has a book coming out in October and I'll be first in line to buy it. If you don't know her, you may know her brother. She is so stupid you can't help but love her. She's downright weird just like her brother. I saw him do a reading once on Letterman. It was weird but funny as all-get-out. (I know nobody says that anymore. I have no idea why it popped out of my brain.) Amy makes and sells cupcakes to bakeries in New York. Her recipes are supposed to be to die for. If this one is any indication, the rest will be really good too. These cupcakes are great. I also have another of her recipes for lemon cream cupcakes. I haven't tried that one yet.
Enough with the food.
I still have those fake toenails on, y'all! How long has it been? Two weeks or something? They still look perfect. I did polish them red after about a week of wearing them with the French manicure they came with just to see if they would still look good. They do. They are definitely worth the less than $5 I paid.
I'm seriously considering getting a Blackberry. It will give me more freedom to move about the country when I'm waiting for work. I won't have to rush home to check my email to see if work has come in. That, and it's just cool to have email and Internet access in your purse. I'm calling Cingular today. That's who I have my cell phone service with, and I see they have some great specials going on for Blackberrys (Blackberries?) right now. I'm gonna be connected, y'all! Email me! I'll be one of those people walking around with an earpiece stuck to the side of my head in the grocery store. I think they call them geeks? Dorks? Annoying?
Okay, now I got myself all excited talking about it. I have to go spend some money.
Talk amongst yourselves.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
It has stirred up memories and feelings that I usually keep stuffed way down deep. I keep them there because they’re painful. I spent a lot of years with those feelings just below the surface, anesthetizing them with a daily dose of alcohol so I wouldn’t have to think about them, and avoiding those people who were constant reminders of past mistakes.
I’m so grateful that I’m not in that place anymore. Though I still have feelings of anger, sorrow and regret over past mistakes, it doesn’t lurk just below the surface anymore clouding every waking moment disallowing me happiness. I’m grateful for my life, my family AND my mistakes. They are part of what made me the person I am today whether it felt good or not.
Some things you just have to let go.
(For more info on the image above, go here.) I love Suzanne W**lcott's stuff.
Here's the king-size quilt and shams I got on sale today. I thought the quilt was half price at $34.99, but when I got to the counter it was an additional 50% off, $17.49! I was being cheap and didn't get the shams, but when I saw what the price really was, I went back in and got them for $4.49 each. Woo-hoo! Go me.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Friday, July 21, 2006
People tell me I look like her all the time, especially when I have my hair cut short. Our eyes were exactly the same before I had the eye job, and I bet my hair would be that color if I stopped dying it. Her nose is way skinnier than mine though.
I thought I'd post both of our pictures because somebody saw the pictures I posted a few days ago and emailed me saying I look like her.
Is that the cutest little dog pooping you've ever seen, or what? Barnaby eats at a Mexican restaurant at least once a week for lunch. They have a gumball-type machine that has all kinds of dogs in it. He brings them home to me, and I keep them on a shelf in my office. He's been trying to get this one pooping for 8 weeks, and finally got it yesterday. Isn't he romantic? I love it.
I've started drinking/eating these blended salads again. Have you ever heard of them? They taste so fresh and good and really fill me up. I haven't been eating enough veggies lately, and this is a good way to get a bunch in. I had one for supper last night, and it really made me full. You can use other veggies you like and omit the ones you don't like. This is the recipe using the ingredients I like. You can add 1/2 of an apple to make it taste sweeter if you want. I don't like the mealy texture apple gives it though, and I like the taste just the way it is. A beet is good in it too, but gives it an unappetizing color. You can Google "blended salad" and get more recipe ideas.
Romaine lettuce leaves, about four
1/2 large tomato, or two Romas
1/2 cucumber with skin
1/2 or whole small avocado
1/2 green pepper
Handful of cilantro
Handful of baby spinach
Juice of 1 small lime
1/2 cup water
2 tsp olive oil, optional
Put lettuce and tomato in blender with water. Blend until liquid. Cut up other ingredients into large chunks and add to blender. Squeeze lime juice over all, add olive oil and blend. Serve in a glass and drink it, or in a bowl and eat it like soup. This will not keep. Throw out what you don't eat.
Here's another healthy snack/side dish that I thought sounded good. I haven't tried it yet.
1 head of broccoli, cut into pieces
1 tsp olive oil
Juice the orange and place in a large resealable plastic baggie with the oil and broccoli. Marinate in the refrigerator for 24 hour, shaking the bag occasionally. Eat it as a snack or side dish.
Enough with the healthiness. (I thought I made that word up, but it's in the dictionary.)
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
I need to write something. I came here yesterday and stared at a blank page forever and just gave up. I'm hoping something will just magically come to me as I'm typing. Oh, I know...
I'm going to share with you how to properly measure for the right size bra. How's that? Wrap a measuring tape snuggly around your rib cage, just under your bustline. Add five inches to that measurement.
27-29" = 32
29-32" = 34
33-34" = 36
35-38" = 38
39-41" = 40
42" = 42
43" = 44
- The center of the bra, between the cups, should lie flat on your chest. If not, the cup size is too small.
- Breasts should never bulge or spill out of the cups. If so, the cup size is too small.
- Your bra should not leave lines or marks on your skin after prolonged wear. If so, it is too small.
Are you riveted to your computer screen? You're welcome.
You'll notice that I haven't posted and treadmill workouts since that first pathetic 11-minute one. That's because I suck and I haven't been back on it. What is the matter with me? I need a kick in the ass. I also need to stop eating so much sugar, which I haven't done either. *Sigh*
I'm still loving the fake toenails. I'm going to paint them red today just for something to do. I need to make an appointment with the optometrist today too. I need new glasses. I broke my favorite ones and never replaced them. I've just been wearing those black-rimmed ones for the last year or so. I like them, but my insurance pays for new ones every two years, and I need an eye exam anyway because I'm pretty sure my eyes are a little worse. What I really want to do is get laser surgery and throw away my glasses forever. I'd rather spend the $3000, or whatever it costs, towards my tummy tuck. I'd rather look skinny than see. That's dumb.
Now I know you are riveted to your computer screen. I am so NOT interesting. Do you know what I am really happy about though?
I'm happy I'm not married to Christy Brinkley's husband. Poor Christy. I know she has that awful feeling in the middle of her chest that you get when your heart is broken. I hate that anybody has to feel like that. It just goes to show you, though; you can look fabulous like Christy Brinkley and still not be happy. You can look fabulous like Christy Brinkley and your husband will cheat on you. You just never know. One day she woke up and everything was normal, and when she went to bed that night her whole life was turned upside down. It happens every day to a lot of people; ugly people and beautiful people. Life doesn't discriminate. *Again, sigh*
Well, I can't leave you with that big downer, can I?
I haven't played the lottery in a long time. I just went to their website and they have a new scratch-off game called Pink Panther. All of you who know me know that I love, love, love the Pink Panther. I think it's a sign. I need to go buy some of those scratch-offs today and I'll win. Stay tuned for the results. I could be a $25,000-aire next time you come here. I could get that tummy tuck AND get laser surgery! It's all about ME!
Blogger won't post my picture, DAMMIT. Blogger, you need to fix that problem, pronto.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Believe, me. No one is more surprised that I really like these than me. I thought it was the weirdest idea ever. But after my toenail-bashing extravaganza this year, I needed something to cover my big toenails so thought I'd give them a try while mine grow back out. They looked so good when I got them on, I went ahead and put on all the others. Fabulous! A French manicure for your toenails in mere minutes. And they're all the same length. They make my feet look really clean. Go ahead and try them just for fun. I bet you end up leaving them on. These were $4.84 at Wally-Mart. (There will be no pictures of live toes on my blog, EVER! Eww.)
Friday, July 14, 2006
I forgot the recipe on Tuesday. Here it is. I made this today but haven't tried it yet. I'm a terrible crust maker. It kept splitting and took me forever to roll out.
Cheddar Crust Apple Pie
2 cups flour
1 cup shortening
1 ½ cups shredded cheddar cheese
1/3 cup iced water
½ cup sugar
2 tbsp flour
½ tsp ground cinnamon
6 cups sliced, peeled apples
4 tbsp butter
Mix 2 cups flour and the shortening with pastry blender or two forks until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in cheese. Add water; mix lightly with fork. Form into a ball and refrigerate for at least 30 minutes.
Divide dough in half. Roll one half to an 11-inch circle on lightly floured surface. Place in a 9-inch pie plate.
Mix sugar, 2 tbsp flour and cinnamon. Toss with apples; place in pie shell. Dot with butter. Roll out remaining pastry to 11-inch circle; place over apple filling. Seal and flute edge. Cut several slits to permit steam to escape. Bake at 425 degrees for 35 minutes or until golden brown. Serves 8
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
What was I doing? I was trying to take a picture that looked like Beth, but obviously I couldn't get the right look on my face. I wanted to send it to her and tell her I thought we looked alike. Now I don't think we do at all. That would have been kind of creepy for her anyway. Crazy stalker lady is trying to look like you like that crazy bitch in that movie Single White Woman. Run away! I'm not crazy, Beth... Okay, I'm not a stalker anyway.
I have to tell you what I did about three months ago. You can't see it in these pictures, but I got the brilliant idea to shave the outer half of my eyebrows off. I had seen a girl with lovely eyebrows that went up at a 45 degree angle. I think it's 45 degrees. Oh, hell, I don't know. I'm not a geometrist. (Oh my god, that's really a profession. I just looked it up.) Anyway, I thought I could reshape them by shaving off the outer half and then drawing in the rest. Um, not so much, DORK. Now they are not growing back in right, and I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have to shave them and draw them back in the rest of my life.
And what the hell is going on with my neck anyway?
And where did my upper lip go in these pictures? I swear I have one, don't I??!
Gawd! Could anyone be more unphotogenic?
I think I said hell too much and cussed a bunch in this entry. Sorry. I try to keep my mouth clean here and pretend I'm Miss Goody Two Shoes. I'm not. I cuss like a sailor.
Want to be entertained for a few minutes? Watch this. I think it's great. It's so cleverly written, and it's amazing that he memorized it and can recite it so fast without making any mistakes. He's 69 years old too. I saw him do this on Letterman a few months ago, and then again on Leno a couple of weeks ago.
What is up with the fact that I keep bashing my foot into things and breaking my big toenail? I swear, I've done it at least five times this year to both feet. I just did it again a few minutes ago. Is this another thing that happens when you start to get old? I've never done it before, and now it seems like I do it every month. It's not like I have really long toenails either. It looks gross when your big toenail is broken down to the quick. Every time they grow out half-way decent, I smash it into something again. It's starting to piss me off! I wear sandals or open-toes every day March through November around here. I guess I'm going to have to buy some close-toed house shoes to wear in the house all the time. Hey, have you seen those glue-on fake toenails they have out now? I've always thought they were weird, and who would wear fake toenails, but now I'm starting to think they might be a good idea, at least for my big toes. Maybe I'll go get some and see if they'll work until mine grow out again. Feet are so gross. I hate them, especially men's feet. Bleh! Even the cleanest manicured feet make me sick. I hope my toenails don't get thick and yellow when I'm old. Surely there's a way to keep that from happening. We can go to the Moon (supposedly), for goodness sake. Somebody invent something to keep our toenails purdy. Good Lord. That was a long rant about toenails.
Speaking of the Moon, I'm not sure I believe we actually landed there. I've seen all the TV shows about the Moon conspiracy, both sides of the issue, and I'm still undecided. What do you think?
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Friday, July 07, 2006
Here is something really stupid about Lucky Charms. Here is something even more stupid.
Can you tell I'm bored? I'm tempted to clean something. That's how bored I am. Nah. I said I was bored, not stupid.
You know what I thought of last night when I couldn't sleep? I have to remember to tell my doctor not to be surprised or shocked or grossed-right-the-f-out when he does my tummy tuck. I'm pretty sure he might find some dog hair in my belly button. I always find a dog hair there when I look. Gee, maybe cleaning it out before I go would be a good idea. You think I'm a dirty skank, don't you? I see you looking at me that way. It's no worse than finding corn in your poo. Or a toenail.
I need to go now. I think I'm getting high on sugary cereal. Yep idobelive I ammmm. Beye, yal'
Thursday, July 06, 2006
I did nothing I said I was going to do yesterday. I stayed home and slept most of the day. I did that the day before too. I’m feeling very lazy these dog days of summer. Two-hundred-and-forty-degree weather with ninety-nine percent humidity will do that to you. Okay, I exaggerate, but not by much. I think I'm just getting used to my lower heart rate and blood pressure from that new medicine. Either that or I'm just a slug. That's more likely.
I’m getting directly up from here and doing my hair and make-up, and then I’m going to see my mom & dad for awhile and maybe go to the library. Oooh, the library! How exciting.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
If anything fantasticly interesting happens, I'll be back to share.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Why I rarely ever go to parties or other social events:
Because I am a social retard. I'm a freak. I'm so uncomfortable and self-conscious it's pathetic. Why do I think that everyone is thinking about me, what I'm wearing, how I'm acting, what I'm eating, what I'm saying, WHATEVER. My reasonable mind tells me that this isn't so and no one thinks about anybody else that much, but that's all I think about the whole time. I just want to grab my purse and run out the front door screaming.
I used to be the social butterfly. At least I thought I was. You see, I used to drink a lot, and I guess that broke down all my defenses and self-absorbed thoughts so I could relax enough to have a good time. Of course I was an idiot and showed my ass on more than one occasion, but at least I could enjoy myself. AND if I did do or say something stupid, I had something to blame it on other than my own social ineptitude -- alcohol. Now I have no excuse other than I'm an emotional cripple and never developed any social skills with which to carry myself through these situations. Oh, I know how to be polite and say all the right things, but I can't relax, I can't stop being self-conscious about every little freakin' thing. Gah! It's easier just to stay home.
So there ya go. I went to a party. Now I don't have to go anywhere for another year or so.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Sunday, July 02, 2006
I’ve been looking through Cheese Danish recipes because I wanted to make the Danish from scratch. I kept finding tons of recipes for these Danish made with crescent roll dough, but I wanted to make it from scratch. I finally got over myself and decided just to try it the easy way first. I’m really glad I did because these were fantastic AND ridiculously easy. I’m sure you could replace the cream cheese filling with preserves of any kind if you prefer. I halved this recipe and made it in an 8 x 8 pan. The cheese filling was still too much even when I halved it, so I only used ¼ of the half-recipe I made. Does that make sense? You have to try these. They look impressive and taste great. Here’s the recipe I used:
Cream Cheese Danish
2 – packages crescent rolls
2 - 8 oz packages of cream cheese, softened
¾ cup white sugar
1 egg yolk (reserve the white)
1 tsp lemon juice
1 tsp vanilla
1 tbsp butter, melted
½ cup powdered sugar
½ tsp vanilla
Milk to thin
Unroll 1 package of crescent dough and pinch edges to seal. Spread in the bottom of an 9 x 13 pan that has been sprayed with Pam. Mix cream cheese, sugar, egg yolk, lemon juice and vanilla with an electric mixer until smooth. Spread on top of dough. Unroll last package of dough, pinch edges to seal, and lay on top of filling mixture. Brush top with reserved egg white. Bake in 350 degree oven for 25-30 minutes. (The 8 x 8 pan only took 20 minutes.) Cool completely.
Mix icing ingredients until smooth and spread on top of cooled Danish.
Tony Stewart won the race. Bleh. Somebody needs to beat the crap outta him. And I wish, when he climbs the damn fence when he wins, he would fall and break both hips. He actually said one time, "If anybody climbs the fence when they win, they are just copying me." What? What kind of adult person says something that stupid? That's something a 10-year-old would say. Most of these rich-ass drivers are so immature and have been spoiled rotten all their lives, they have no clue. And just for the record, he didn't invent it. Dumbass.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
There's a night race at Daytona tonight that we'll be watching. I love night races. I'm picking Jimmie Johnson to win, and Barnaby is going with Jeff Gordon. We have a contest every year to see who can pick the most winners. So far this year, I'm ahead two to one. Neither of us have picked as many winners this year as in previous years. You see that monstrosity sitting in my living room? It's been sitting there for weeks untouched. Today I had Barnaby open it up. I REALLY AM GOING TO GET ON IT TODAY -- even it's it's only five minutes!