Monday, December 31, 2007
I may do a little shopping on my own today. That's the best way to shop in my opinion. Sometimes I want to leave a store a minute after I get there, and other times I want to stay an hour. If I can get my ass in gear and get a shower, I'm just going to go to a strip shopping center near my house and browse around. I'm looking for nothing in particular. I do need to exchange a gift I got for my iPod since I posted that I had a different kind than I actually do on my blog.
Did that last sentence even make sense? I actually have an iPod Nano with 4 gig of memory or space or whatever it's called. I had said in my blog that I had a 1 gig, which is a totally different size and shape. There. That makes a little better sense. Maybe.
Or I may just stay here and read and crochet a little. I'm currently reading The Seance by Heather Graham. It's holding my attention so far. It's the first book I've been able to read in a long time. I normally can't concentrate long enough to read anything except magazines, but so far so good. Now I've gone and jinxed myself. I should shut my yapper until I'm finished with it. Superstitious much?
Have a safe and happy New Year everyone!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
What I really wanted was an iPhone, but they're way too expensive right now, especially since I already have a Blackberry (Crackberry) that I love. I'm totally addicted to that thing too!
I love me some electronic gadgets.
Practically every sentence in this entry starts with the word "I" so far. I, I, I, me, me, me! Since it is a diary, in a sense, I guess that would be the case. I just never noticed it before. Now it's making me crazy. Every sentence I want to type starts with "I". Even iPod and iPhone starts with "I"!!! Okay, I've freaked myself out so I can't type anymore.
Me needs to go now.
Friday, December 28, 2007
I spent the evening watching reruns of Ghost Hunters and making this dumb thing. It's supposed to hang over the arm of your chair or couch and hold your remotes. I swear I'm not going to be one of those people that covers every freakin' thing in their house with crochet. I was just bored, okay?
I also spent the evening with blown-up sinuses, both a runny and stuffed-up nose, and about a half a headache. I even made a special trip to the store for Advil Cold & Sinus, but it didn't help one tiny bit. I used some nose spray right before I went to bed, and it cleared everything up. I woke up fine this morning except for being slightly hoarse, so I'm crossing my fingers that it's not a cold or something worse.
Yadda, yadda, yadda. I'm boring. Bye.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Those people at Brother put some kind of malevolent microchip in there that forces you to change the ink cartridges every so often even if they’re not empty. I swear they did. And they laugh all the way to the bank! I’m haten’ Brother at the moment. Can you tell? I’m sure they all do it, but Brother is the one I happen to have.
Moving on...as promised, two product reviews:
Just yum. I don’t use flavored creamers or even sugar in my coffee normally. I’m an iced coffee, creamer-only kind of girl. And I normally don’t ever drink hot coffee except in the winter on really cold mornings (and at Starbucks about half the time). Since it’s winter right now and I’m drinking hot coffee more often, I decided to try this. It says it’s a limited edition, so I’m not sure if it’ll be available much longer. I got the last one at my store. I had no desire to try the other seasonal flavors like Pumpkin Pie Spice or Eggnog. Yuck. For some reason, Blueberry Cobbler struck my fancy, and it’s really good.
I love these dusters. They pick up dust like nobody’s business, and it doesn’t go flying back up into the air. They’re really good for cleaning TV and computer screens too. I keep one in my office and one in the kitchen at the ready. You never know when you’ll have a dust emergency. They are kind of expensive but totally worth it if you ask me. I just paid a little over $10 for 16 refills at Wal*Mart. I think that comes out to about $1.50 for each pad thingy – totally worth it since I use them until they are filthy. Hee.
And, and, and…as I mentioned yesterday, I already have the February issue of my Oxygen Magazine, and it’s only December! Why is everybody in such a hurry? No wonder the year seems to go by so quickly.
I cleaned out my pantry again about a month ago, and this time it has stayed clean and orderly. I do believe I have the most organized pantry in all the land. And my pantry is big, I tell you. And since I have some sort of food hoarding disorder, I think I have to fill it up lest we starve.
Okay, I’m done. Have a great day, everyone.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Roasted Eggplant Spread
1 medium eggplant, peeled
2 red bell peppers, seeded
1 red onion, peeled
3-4 garlic cloves, minced
3 tablespoons good olive oil
1 1/2 teaspoons kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1 tablespoon tomato paste
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Cut the eggplant, bell pepper, and onion into 1-inch cubes. Toss them in a large bowl with the garlic, olive oil, salt, and pepper. Spread them on a baking sheet. Roast for 45 minutes, until the vegetables are lightly browned and soft, tossing once during cooking. Cool slightly. Place the vegetables in a food processor fitted with a steel blade, add the tomato paste, and pulse 3 or 4 times to blend. Taste and adjust salt and pepper to taste.
Recipe from Shelly.
Serve with crusty French bread, pita chips, or schmear it on some chicken breasts with some parmesan and bake for Presto Chicken Eggplant Parmesan.
I used my handy-dandy hand-crank thing-a-ma-jig instead of a food processor, and it worked great. I've said it before and I'll say it again, it is my all-time favorite kitchen tool. I use it constantly. I got my first one at the State Fair of Texas at least a dozen years ago. I've ordered from that link a couple of times since then when it falls apart from being used so much. I think I crack the bowl somehow and that's why I've had to order new ones. I think one time I ordered because the blades got dull. It was just easier than sharpening them.
I have two product reviews ready for you tomorrow. Now go to the grocery store and make this spread!
Also, please note the links on the right-hand side of my page have been updated. You're welcome.
1. Cleaning out my fridge and pantry and throwing away all the junky-junk first thing when I finish this here blog entry.
2. Going to the grocery store for fresh veggies, fruit, whole grains, and whatever else to replace the crap I just threw out.
3. Taking a walk around the block. It's probably only a quarter mile, but it's more than I did yesterday.
4. Making THIS for dinner tonight with whole grain penne pasta instead of fettuccine. I know it's lots of butter, but baby steps, people!
5. Cutting out pictures and instructions of weight exercises from the February Oxygen Magazine. I'm shooting for just three exercises twice a week to start.
It's dark, raining, and cold outside. (I love it!) If it hasn't cleared up by noon, I'm walking around the block anyway. It'll be kind of fun...at least that's the way I'm going to approach it.
I had a really great s*x dream last night. Just thought I'd share that! (I do that asterik thing so people doing searches for stuff like that don't come here and stink up the place. I'm so sneaky.)
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
I was reading on epilepsy.com about different types of seizures. One type is Simple Partial Seizures, sub-category: Sensory Seizures:
“These cause changes in any one of the senses. People with sensory seizures may smell or taste things that aren’t there; hear clicking, ringing, or a person’s voice when there is no actual sound; or feel a sensation of “pins and needles” or numbness. Seizures may even be painful for some patients. They may feel as if they are floating or spinning in space. They may have visual hallucinations, seeing things that aren’t there (a spot of light, a scene with people). They also may experience illusions – distortions of true sensations. For instance, they may believe that a parked car is moving farther away or t hat a person’s voice is muffled when it’s actually clear.”
So now I guess I have a form of epilepsy. That or I’m just plain crazy AND a hypochondriac.
We're headed to the casino this morning. Wish us luck!
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
I'm headed to the kitchen to make all kinds of candy for Christmas -- toffee, peanut butter fudge, church windows, white chocolate popcorn mix, and I don't know what else. You'll see it all later in pictures.
I need to take a Benadryl. My arms are all itchy. I'm probably getting the hives. I'll go take the Benadryl and probably fall asleep and end up taking M&Ms for our Christmas get-together. Ha-ha.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
I usually buy Fugi apples at the grocery store because I think they're the best. I happened to see these Honeycrisps the other day, and the name "Honeycrisp" just sounded like they must be really good. The Fugi apples were on sale for 98 cents a lb. The Honeycrisps were $1.48 a lb. And they both look pretty much the same in size and color. You see where this is going, don't you?
So I put several Fugi apples and two Honeycrisps in the same bag and was charged the Fugi price for all of them. How could I be so cheap? How could I do something criminal like that? I may have saved 25 cents or less. I don't even know. I hope it was worth it when my ass is on totally on fire and I'm eating lunch with Jeffrey Dahmer in hell.
It makes me feel better to know I've probably overpaid for lots of things there over the last three years, but not much. Next time I'll buy the more expensive apples and stick a couple of cheaper ones in. That will make up for it, right? Okay, okay. I'll take a bag of groceries to the food bank this week. Are you happy now?
Oh, the guilt! It's such a curse. I feel guilty when I don't even do anything to feel guilty about. What made me do that and think my guilty soul would let me get away with it? Idiot. Not that I'm Miss Goodie Two Shoes, because I certainly am not. But on this particular issue of thieving, I am. OMG, I'm a thief!
*Disclosure Statement: The events described herein may or may not be actual fact so please don't come arrest my ass. I could have made it up.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Oh, get over yourself. We all do it.
I met a friend at Starbucks this morning and had a nice visit. Grande, non-fat, Cinnamon Dolce Lattes are yummy. It had been awhile since I'd had one, and it was really good. I really wanted a pastry or donut too, but I resisted.
Here is a recipe for you that I haven't tried yet. It came highly recommended. Get out your fat pants for this one. It's really obscene.
Fat Mama's French Toast
1 stick butter
2 cups brown sugar
2 tablespoons corn syrup or maple syrup
1/2 to 3/4 cup chopped pecans
Loaf of French Bread, cut in 1" slices or individual rolls (sourdough works well because of the firm texture)
2 cups milk
1 teaspoon vanilla
Cinnamon and granulated sugar to taste
In 13x8x2 baking dish, melt butter. (If you use a different size dish, this recipe is a little unpredictable, but still works out ok.) Add brown sugar and corn syrup or maple syrup to melted butter and mix well in baking dish. Sprinkle pecans on sugar/butter mixture.
Spread each slice (at least 1" thick) of French Bread heavily with cream cheese and place with cream cheese side down, on sugar/butter/pecan mixture in baking dish.
Mix together milk, eggs, and vanilla. Pour over the bread in the dish. Sprinkle cinnamon and granulated sugar to taste on top. Cover and refrigerate overnight.
Next morning, bake in 375 degree oven for about 45-60 min until puffed and lightly browned. Remove from oven and cool slightly before serving. Dust lightly with confectioner's sugar and serve.
Now go directly to the nearest Emergency Room because you've really done it now. Your arteries should be completely clogged up right about the time you get there.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
I have no plans for the rest of the day other than laundry. Oh, what fun. Maybe there'll be something interesting on TV to watch while I do it. Most likely not, but a girl can dream.
I've got nothin' else.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
It's 9:15 p.m., and I just remembered that I am committed to making an entry every day this month at Holidailies and haven't made one yet today.
We didn't do a whole lot today except to go Wal-Mart along with the rest of civilization judging by the crowd. I've been crocheting some, napping some, and watching TV some. I also succeeded in teaching Sammi to "ring the bell" this evening! I was so proud and excited when she finally did it on her own. I have the patience of Job with dogs, and absolutely zero with people. Go figure. It took her three lessons of about 15 minutes each. I'll get a picture of it tomorrow.
I have to fill up this space with something, so here's a healthy recipe (for a change!) for a breakfast, snack, or dessert. I got the recipe HERE.
Shelly's Strawberry Ricotta Parfait
1 cup ricotta cheese
2 Tbsp *Torani Sugar-Free Syrup (or more to taste)
1 cup fresh strawberries, sliced
1 cup granola or cereal
Mix ricotta and syrup in a bowl until smooth. Spoon 2 tbsp of the Granola into glasses. Top with 2 tbsp of the ricotta mixture and a thick layer of strawberry slices. Repeat.
I get this syrup at World Market (Costco). You can also buy it online. Just Google "Torani Syrups." It's pretty inexpensive. Shelly recommends vanilla bean, english toffee or almond flavors. You can also vary the fruit to whatever you like or whatever is in season.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Funny pictures brought to you by ICANHASCHEEZBURGER.COM, a fun place to waste time.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Dear Santa, I would like one of these digital camcorders, please. And one for everyone in my family if you're feeling generous! We've been really good.
1 stick butter
2 cups sugar
3 tbsp cocoa
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup peanut butter
1 tsp vanilla
3 cups oatmeal
Put 3 cups of oatmeal in a large bowl; set aside. Melt butter in a saucepan, add sugar, cocoa, and milk. Bring to a full boil then start timing and boil for one minute. Remove from heat and add peanut butter and vanilla. Stir until peanut butter has melted and then add to oatmeal and stir until well combined. Drop by tablespoonsful onto wax paper. Cool completely until set. Store in an airtight container. People go crazy for these cookies (candy)!
Next I'm teaching her to "ring the bell" like the other dogs do. I have one of those bells dome-shaped bells that has the little button on top that you tap on to make the bell ring. Abby and Phoebe learned to ring it in less than 10 minutes when they were young, and they just love it when I bring it out. They immediately start trying to ring it because they know they get a Meaty Bone when they do. I worked with Sammi a couple of nights ago for about 20 minutes, but she never would ring it. She acted like she was a little afraid of it. I'm sure she'll get the hang of it eventually.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
And now that I've written that down, I don't know what else to say or why I wrote it in the first place. My mind is blank. I guess that's all.
Have you guys ever heard of a Kindle? It's a wireless reading device. (Kind of like a book. Ha.) I want one, but not enough to pay $400 for it. I didn't read a lot about it, but I guess you can buy virtual books online and then download them to your Kindle without having to go buy the actual book. Save all of your bookcases, people! They'll be obsolete some day and worth a bundle! Or not.
My sister's surgery went great yesterday. She was awake and doing well last I heard yesterday evening.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Want to hear something strange? Well, strange for me anyway? I color coded my closet today. Not really color coded, but I arranged all my tops by color. There is no code. Unless doing that is code for DORK.
My sweet Barnaby made me a spreadsheet yesterday to log my weight and journal my food every day. He even installed it on my computer so it would pop up automatically when I start my computer every morning. That way I can't forget. It has a weight graph and everything.
I've decided to lighten up on myself a little until after Christmas. That's only two weeks, and it's impossible to avoid the sweets with the baking I'm going to need to do. It's just unrealistic to say I'm doing NO sugar starting now. I'll just try and not stuff my pie hole with them until I'm sick. I'm also going to be doing more protein shakes during the day, which I should be doing anyway.
I've had a bad habit lately of getting up in the wee hours of the night and eating cookies or candy. I don't know why I do that sometimes. It seems like I can go for several years and not do it, but as soon as I slip up and do it once, it starts a several-week cycle of getting up and "sneaking" to the kitchen to eat. Ick. I always feel sick after I do it too. The weird thing this time is I haven't gained an ounce. In fact, this morning I had lost 1.5 lbs since yesterday, and I got up and ate six BIG cookies during the night. I seems to fluxuate about 3-4 lbs all the time anyway probably because of water weight gain and loss.
One of the many times I was gaining weight in my life, I was getting up and eating white bread with gobs of peanut butter on it. I mean gobs too, not just a little bit spread on there. It's a wonder I didn't choke on one of them like Mama Cass. Is that how you spell her name? "All the leaves are brown, and the sky is gra --- gaaaack! Cough, inhale, hack, spit, choke, gahhhh! Is that you, Jesus?" Fade to black. It would piss me off to die that way. How embarassing.
I don't remember how I've broken the pattern in the past. I guess I just eventually quit doing it. I don't think it was a conscious choice. I think I just stopped waking up at night.
I've heard of some people who say that they are not even conscious when they do it. They say they are sleep-walking and sleep-eating and have no memory of it. They only know because their family tells them. I'm definitely not asleep. I'm fully aware of what I'm doing. That means I should be able to stop if I really want to. I'll try it tonight and see if it works. It's scientific! It's an official experiment! I have to.
How did I get off on that? I'm going now before I tell you what I do in the bathtub. Bye.
I was so bitchy yesterday it was unbelievable. And I was conscious of it and reallly tried to be nice. This is what happened at the drugstore when I stopped to get batteries.
First, Barnaby gets impatient when I start looking at magazines and hair stuff and says, "I'm going to the car and keep it warm."
Well, that pisses me off because I feel like he's rushing me:
ME: "Fine, let's go! Gawd!"
HIM: "I'm just going to keep the car warm! Take your time."
ME: "We only live one minute from here! Who cares if it's cold! You're always rushing me!"
He ignores me and goes to the car. (He's so smart!)
So I'm all ready pissed off when I get to the counter to check out. I'm standing in front of one of the four registers and nobody is behind the counter. A guy comes to the counter and stands at the opposite end in front of a register and says nothing. He stands there and stands there. Finally, he says, "I'll take you down here."
Well, that pisses me off because I feel like he should have said something earlier instead of just standing there like a mute idiot. Clearly I was waiting to be checked out. He could have walked eight feet and taken my stuff from the counter to the register, too.
So I pick up my stuff and walk down to his register. I put my stuff down and place a $10 on the counter next to it. He gives me a shitty look like I should have handed him the money instead of putting it on the counter. (And I should have but I was pissed.)
He takes the money and rings me up. I hold out my hand for my change, and instead of handing it to me, he places it on the counter. I raise my eyes and look directly at him and he smiles. This is the point where I lost my shit with him.
ME: "Don't play that shit with me!"
HIM: "What? I was just smiling at you. I was just being polite."
ME: I say nothing. I just glare at him like I'm fixing to rip his head off. I take my stuff off the counter and start to walk off.
HIM: "God bless you. You have a nice day!"
ME: "FUCK OFF!"
I'm really glad I didn't use my store card when I checked out. You know those store cards you get where you get discounts and stuff if you have one? He probably would have gotten my name and address and came and killed me. I should not be allowed out in public.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
We'll probably end up going shopping today. I need to get some things for Christmas still and want to get it over with all ready. Target will be the first stop. Hopefully I can get nearly everything there. Then a few Starbucks' gift cards, and I should be set. Oh, and I have to go get a gift certificate to a steak place for a client. THEN I'll be set. I hope it goes smoothly and I don't get rattled and pissy while we're out. Usually if I'm conscious of trying to be cheery and not let people get to me, I'm fine. I'm going to go get a bath and get my mind straight.
It was 84 degrees yesterday. Can you believe that? In December? It's not too condusive to getting the Christmas Spirit. It should be 34, not 84! It's going to be warm like this through the weekend and then supposedly get "cold" next week with highs in the 50s. Hmpf.
I'll take my camera with me today in case anything interesting or funny or tragic or weird takes place before my eyes today. Wouldn't that be fun? I'd prefer nothing tragic, but weird would make my day!
Happy Weekend! Go get your shopping done.
Friday, December 07, 2007
That name just cracks me up. I love it. You can see lots more Buggs HERE. I also thought Vito was a great name for a dog.
I got up early this morning to try and get all my work done before noon. That shouldn't be a problem since I only have about 22 minutes or so of audio to transcribe. Then it's Friday! Yea!
We have a three-foot fiber optic Christmas tree that we got about three years ago. I got it out last night and set it up in front room in front of a window. Now we're not total Scrooges.
I'll come back and post more later today if anything ultra-exciting happens. Otherwise, y'all have a great weekend.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
I hate feeling like I'm on the verge of boo-hooing and not really knowing why. It's that damn estrogen, I tell you! It makes us women-folk crazy.
I made some sugar cookies this morning. I've had a cookie recipe I've been wanting to try, but I just haven't been in the mood for them. They're Chocolate Chip Whopper Cookies. You roughly chop Whoppers and add them to the batter along with a cup of malt powder. I've made something similar before with malt powder but no Whoppers, and they were pretty good. I'm sure these will be too. How can they be bad?
If you've bought or are going to buy any chocolate covered cherries, which are EVERYWHERE right now and only 97 cents at Wal-Mart, freeze them before you eat them. They're much better that way. Trust me. They don't get rock-hard or anything, just a little chewy and the filling turns white. The Zachery brand sucks. Queen Ann brand is pretty good. Can anybody get Brach's chocolate covered cherries anymore? I haven't seen them here in years, and that's what I really prefer.
Maybe I need some chocolate. Or a nap. Or coffee. Or a poke in the nose.
Ciao, bellas. I don't know if that even means anything.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
We're just not Christmas people, I guess. Baby steps, people.
We are planning to have a poker party at our house on January 26th. That's right. We are having great wads of people (at least 16) over to our house for a social gathering! I shall surely die of anxiety, stress, and fright before it's all over. Stay tuned for all the details of my nervous breakdown as it happens.
Is it dumb for somebody with social anxiety issues to have a party? Yeah, that's what I thought too.
Note to Bailey: If you didn't know about this, it may or may not be the reason I didn't show up at your b-day party. I really wanted to go, but I was skeered! How dumb.
I made pinto beans and cornbread for dinner last night, and it was wonderful. There's really no recipe. I just soaked them overnight in water, and rinsed them the next day before cooking for about 3-4 hours. I chopped up 3 pieces of bacon and cooked it slightly in the bean pot...just enough to render the fat, but it didn't get browned. Then I threw the soaked beans in, covered them with water, and cooked them for about two hours before adding the seasonings. Supposedly, if you add the salt too early in the process, the beans won't get soft. I added a dash or two of Liquid Smoke, garlic salt, onion powder, dehydrated onion flakes, lots of black pepper, and about a tablespoon of oregano. I added boiling water at least twice during the cooking processes when the water evaporated from the pot.
Of course you must have cornbread with beans, so I made my favorite cornbread from a mix, Jiffy. I love Jiffy Cornbread Mix because it's sweet. I had never had sweet cornbread until I was well into adulthood, and I'll never go back to the unsweet stuff. It's really bland and not very good. I never really cared for cornbread until I tasted Jiffy. I'll probably make some jalapeno/cheese cornbread when we eat the leftovers because we like that too.
I spent about three hours cleaning yesterday afternoon. I vacuumed the living room and utility room, did all the laundry, cleaned out the fridge, and just picked up all the crap that had accumulated over the last week or so. It was a lot. I was really glad I did all that because as soon as I finished, my housekeeper called and said she was coming today instead of Friday. Everyone knows you have to clean before your house cleaner comes! At the very least, you have to pick everything up so that she can clean. Not that my house gets that messy or dirty (except for the big gobs of dog and cat hair), but it's her job to clean, not pick up after us.
Blah, blah, blah. That's enough. Bye.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Yesterday was a waste of a day. I accidentally got up an hour early because we haven't reset the clock in the bathroom since we turned the clocks back. When I finally figured it out, I went back to bed and woke up briefly when my son called at 9:00. Then I fell back to sleep and didn't wake up until 11:30! I haven't done that in a loooong time. The entire afternoon was spent at the doctor's office and standing around at Wal-Mart waiting on the pharmacy to get their act together. I hate pharmacies.
I came home and made a Blue Cheese Ball and some meatballs. Some dinner, huh? It was good so I don't care if it was weird. The meatballs were the frozen kind you buy at the store, and the sauce was made with grape jelly and chili sauce.
We watched the finale of Psychic Challenge that we had taped, and I was asleep on the couch about ten minutes after it was over. I was asleep again after only being awake for about 7 hours. I woke up long enough to eat a snack with Barnaby and went straight back to sleep. I slept all night until 8:00 this morning, and I could go back to bed right this minute and sleep some more.
My car smells like cat litter -- the clean kind. I hate it. I bought a Yankee car freshener that's supposed to smell like clean linens, but it smells exactly like the cat litter we buy. You know how a smell is so strong that you can taste it in your mouth? That's what it does. Bleh. Maybe I'll take it off the mirror and move it to the back underneath the seat or something.
This has to be my most boring entry ever. I'll stop torturing you now. Bye.
Monday, December 03, 2007
And now the big news. We played in three tournaments Saturday night, and I won two of them and placed second in the other! Yee-haw! I was so lucky and got the best cards all night. I could do nothing wrong! I'd like to think it was all skill, and I did play very well, but I know that there was a lot of luck involved too.
Barnaby won the tournament that I placed second in and placed second in another one. Those people all hate us now and will probably never invite us to another poker game! Hee. We came home with $440 more than we left with. Not bad for nine hours of really fun work.
Back tomorrow! See ya.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Let me show you...
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Uh-oh. My ears are stopped up and my sinuses are slightly swollen. Or maybe I'm freaking out and imagining the sinus part. I hope it's just an allergy and not a cold coming on.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
I got upset and stressed yesterday afternoon, and it started just after that. Hmm. I've never noticed it coinciding with anything unusual or specific before.
I just wanted to write that down before it went away and I forgot. I'll be back later with a real post.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Peanut Butter Brownie Cookies w/Chocolate Frosting
1 (19.5-oz.) box Pillsbury® Brownie Classics Traditional Fudge Brownie Mix
1/4 cup butter or margarine, melted
4 oz. cream cheese, softened
1 cup powdered sugar
1 cup creamy peanut butter
1/2 (16-oz.) can chocolate fudge ready-to-spread frosting
Heat oven to 350°F. In medium bowl, beat brownie mix, melted butter, cream cheese and egg 50 strokes with spoon until well blended (dough will be stiff and sticky).
With hands, roll tablespoonfuls of dough into balls and place 2 inches apart onto ungreased cookie sheet; press down lightly.
In small bowl, mix powdered sugar and peanut butter with spoon until mixture forms a ball. (Batter is very stiff so I gave up on using a spoon and just used my hands.) Roll rounded teaspoonfuls peanut butter mixture into balls and lightly press into center of each ball of chocolate dough.
Bake at 350° for 10 to 14 minutes or until edges are set. (I made the balls about the size of a walnut and baked them 11 minutes. I said balls, hee.) Cool at least 30 minutes and spread a thin layer of frosting over peanut butter portion of each cooled cookie.
As I said, I put mine in a plastic container with a lid and refrigerated. You do whatever you want.
Just because she's cute. She's discovered she can stand on the couch in the living room and put her feet up on the counter like that and watch me do dishes. She's been doing that the last two days. The sink is just below that counter on this side. I taught her to shake hands yesterday in about 5 minutes, and she's doing it perfectly now. She's such a smarty pants.
Monday, November 26, 2007
I did manage to get out of the house yesterday and go to Michael's and Ulta. After I stood staring at the yarn for about 25 minutes, picking out yarn and putting it in my cart, only to change my mind and take it out again and choose another color, I said screw it, and picked the purple yarn I wanted to begin with because purple is my favorite color, and decided to make the prayer shawl for myself. Dang, that was a long sentence.
Then I stood in Ulta for 20 minutes looking at lip liner. I was trying to find Rimmel Lip Liner in Daring Nude because it was the PERFECT color for me. So guess what? Evidently they don't make that color anymore, the bastards. Don't they know how hard it is to find the PERFECT color?? So I stood there staring at the Rimmel Lip Liner bins hoping that Daring Nude would magically appear before my eyes, but it never did.
So then I took the nearly-used-up Rimmel Lip Liner in Daring Nude out of my purse and marked on my hand with it to try and find another color that matched it. And then I got paranoid that they were going to think I was shoplifting lip liner if I put it back in my purse, so I walked to the front of the store to the counter before I put it back in my purse, because it's obvious I'm not stealing anything if I'm right up in front of everybody, and I put it back in my purse. Okay, weirdo.
I never did find the right color, but I found one that was close, bought it, along with two gray eye pencils to replace the one I had that magically disappeared, and left. You just know that when I get around to actually putting that lip liner on my lips, it will be a horrific shade of orange, don't you? Me too.
Dang, that was a long, boring story.
I came home and crocheted on that purple shawl for 3 1/2 hours and watched three TV shows in a row on the History Channel about Aliens and UFOs. When I finally took a moment to take a good look at my crochet work, it was all crooked, and I had miscounted stitches, and it was a mess. So I ripped it all out and rewound the yarn. I'll have to start over from scratch tonight. Bummer. Oh, and it's possible I have an alien implant in my leg.
I worked until about 12:45 today and then went to the bank and grocery store. I've got to go now and make dinner and some chocolate cookies with a peanut butter ball on top and chocolate icing. If they look good and taste good, I'll get a picture for you and share the recipe.
I don't really think I have an alien implant in my leg. I was just funin' ya.
That is all.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
I spent all day yesterday in my pajamas sitting in front of the fire crocheting, and I loved every minute of it. I think I'll do the same today, except I think I'll take a shower first. Good idea, Miss Stinky Britches.
About those cow patty-sized cookies...HERE is a link to the recipe I used, only I halved it so I wouldn't have a ton of them, and I used vanilla chips, semi-sweet chocolate chips, and toffee chips.
Barnaby has been working out in the garage the past couple of days building a new poker table. He's been to Lowe's at least 5 times. He just came in here a few minutes ago and told me he was going to Lowe's AGAIN. Good thing it's only 5 minutes away. He said he was going to ask them if he could rent a room. Hee.
If I feel like it, I may venture out and go to Michael's today for yarn. I want to make a Prayer Shawl for someone, and I need some thick, soft yarn. I also need to pop into Ulta, which is right next door, and get a new gray eye pencil. Mine mysteriously disappeared.
Barnaby, the notorious Christmas decoration hater, insisted we buy a new Christmas tree when we were at Wal-Mart Friday. I argued for about five minutes but finally gave in. He doesn't like the one we spent all day putting up and decorating on Friday. Yes, I said we. After telling me we were not putting up a Christmas tree (like he does every year), he merrily joined in when I started putting it up anyway. And then he lost his ever-lovin' mind at Wal-Mart and decided we needed a new one. Then he saw our next door neighbor putting lights on his roof, and I could see the wheels turning. He cursed him for putting up the lights and said something about keeping up with the Jones' (Joneses?). I wouldnt be surprised if he's on the roof later today. For 15 years, it's been, "Bah Humbug!" every Christmas, and now he's gone nuts on me.
Where is my husband, and what have you done with him?
Friday, November 23, 2007
We just finished putting up the Christmas tree. I'm a little disappointed. I think it's because the tree needs another string of lights strung around the pole that goes through the middle. It's awful dark in the middle, and it needs some light shining out from the center for the ornaments and stuff to show up better. I'll get a picture of it to share once I've done that. It also needs more large ornaments. We only have two right now. All the others are smallish. I'm liking the all purple thing though. Don't know if I'll get sick of it or not.
We're supposed to go to a Christmas tree lighting on the square in McKinney, Texas tonight. They're going to have fake snow on the whole block, and it will be decorated like a Victorian village. Sounds very Christmasy and festive, but I think we may skip out and go to Wal-Mart and to eat pizza instead. That's what Barnaby wants to do, and I think I agree.
It's supposed to be really, really, really cold tonight. It was cold yesterday too. It's the kind of cold that hurts. I like it as long as I don't have to stand outside in it. I don't even own a heavy coat. I'm sure I could layer on enough clothes to keep me warm, but I'm just not feeling it. Thanksgiving was enough socializing for me for a while.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Anybody want to guess what this is??
I started preparing last Christmas to decorate this Christmas. I got a white wire Christmas tree with white lights on it, and I'm decorating it in all purple! I hope it turns out as pretty as it looks in my mind. I have no idea if I bought enough decorations or too many or what. I don't even remember what I got. Most things I bought right after Christmas last year, and they've been packed away in the attic ever since. Barnaby got everything down last night. I'll either start today or tomorrow night dragging it all out.
Hopefully it won't be a giant pain in the ass, and we'll both love it, and I'll do it from now on, and the heavens will open up, and angels and, uh, stuff, will come down and sprinkle fairy dust or whatever it is they do, and our heads will glow with the gloriousness of it all, and there will be love and world peace.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
I'm sorry, but Kelly Rippa does not have a "buff" or "ripped" body like this article claims. (I have the magazine and have read the article.) She has a 10-year-old's prepubescent body. She's missing some female hormone that most girls get around age 12 that turns your body into a woman's. In my opinion, in order to be "buff" or "ripped" you need to have some muscle definition. Or just some muscle, period. Having no fat does not make you buff. And while a body like this may be more desireable to some people than fat and stretch marks, it's certainly not sexy. Again, in my opinion.
Doesn't Demi look desperate and clingy in this picture? Could she get any closer to his face and stare with that stupid extra-wide grin? He looks like he wants to keep walking. He should be afraid. Or she could be just fake-grinning like that and saying to him with clenched teeth, "You better act happy, Shithead, or I'll kill you when we get home." She's a psycho either way.
Vince Vaughn used to be so handsome and hunky. Now he's just a bloated drunk. Gross.
That's all, folks! See ya.