in no particular order
* maddie is curled up next to me sleeping. She’s also farting. About every 3rd fart stings the back of my throat and makes my eyes water. She’s so comfortable I can’t bring myself to move her.
* as I am slouched down on the sofa here, I did not notice that my t-shirt had ridden up over my belly. Call me Cletus, because I am that classy.
* David is off teaching his guitar lesson and going to the gym (and maybe other stuff, I don’t know). I’m starving and have already decided I’m not cooking anything nice tonight, so it’s pizza or mac and cheese or something. The thing is, I know I should just go make something and eat it, but just often enough he surprises me with something for dinner. This is not to say that I want him to bring me something for dinner, it’s just that I’d be pretty disappointed if he brought me Chipotle and I’d already eaten mac and cheese.
* last night we watched “Before Night Falls”. It was on my netflix list, one of those liberal guiltie movies that you’re compelled to watch. About halfway through I realized that I didn’t have to feel guilty about not having seen it as I had seen it before and it was just as boring and incongruous then. Remember in the 90’s when we HAD to go see lesbian films, even if they were bad, because we felt like it was our duty to pump money into the industry so we could support lesbian film makers since they had it so tough and hopefully, with enough money, one of them would actually make a good movie? Well, now we have the liberal guilties, and I refuse to see Crash because of it. Sorry for the rant.
* I always feel like a philistine when I write stuff like that.
* I really despise the term “chucklehead”. I don’t know why, I just can’t stand it.
* so far the highest ranking search term to get you to my site is plain old “velvet cerebellum”. This is a comforting thought. The rest of the list if filled with vulgarities that even I can’t repeat. It amuses me to no end that so many obscene searches can get you to my site.
* frustration is not being able to operate the can opener anymore, or not being able to chop a squash in have. Frustration is not only not being able to smash garlic in the traditional manner but also not being able to manipulate the garlic press either. Frustration is realizing that your travel mug is just a bit too wide to hold comfortably. Frustration is knowing that even when you get this damned invader out of your wrist it will still take weeks and months to get close to normal.
* joy is being able to whisper to a sleeping dog and have her wag her tail in her dream. Joy is packing a lunch for someone who appreciates it. Joy is knowing that everything will work itself out in the end because that’s the way things work.
Monthly Archives: March 2006
bludgeon
I’ve been reduced to trading pastries with people who know about Excel to help me with my Excel issue. I am now to the point where I want to beat my forehead against the corner of my desk until I have a beautiful corner shaped dimple.
I have instructions that say “if you want to do this…” I DO “then do this…then this…” I do “then do this and voila!” this part does not work! I get no “voila!”.
So, technically, I should be working on this now but the brick wall is thicker than my skull at the moment and I am losing.
On the other hand I have given myself a title promotion. I am now the Associate Vice President of Cool. I wonder if I can get business cards made up…I think I will submit the form.
In non-work related areas…
Made the best soup ever for dinner last night, it had squash, white beans, tomatoes, zucchini, fennel bulb, kale, raisins, rosemary and a million spices. so tasty.
David’s birthday is this weekend, if you got the invite do not forget to RSVP or I’ll shove a bowling ball up your ass when you show up. Or something.
Today I typed the phrase “cabbage shits” about 8 million times.
And, sadly, Anna is FINALLY leaving the loving family of MCAD. She’s found real employment away from campus. I’ll miss the overwhelming stench of fear and her screams for mercy. On the other hand, I take great consolation in knowing that she is working at a music box store…in the mall of america. I gave her an idea for a music box that I thought would be wildly popular. It featured Cake’s “Going the Distance”. I think it would have been a real winner.
Alright chodingos, I’m a gonna go update the outstanding purchase order list.
umame
The best part about the giant grocery shopping trip is that I have all new fresh things to choose from when I am standing in the kitchen. The only problem is picking what to make. Roasted radicchio with carrots and rice vinegar? chick pea fritters? butternut squash curry? kale risotto?
Tonight I settled on udon/miso soup. Miso broth with sauteed zucchini, carrots, broccoli, water chestnuts, fresh spinach, toasted sesame seeds, chili oil, lime juice, egg and chewy good udon noodles. Good god, you cannot make a better combination than egg cooked in miso broth with toasted sesame seeds. The noodles and the veggies are secondary, I love the umame-tastic combo of eggs and miso.
Happily chilling with dinner in my belly.
Speaking of food and such…
Been packing lunches for David and myself lately. Part of it is an effort to save money (it’s working!) and part of it is an effort to give something tangible to David, a way to say thank you. I don’t have much to give, not many good solid ways to show him what he means to me and how I care for him. I can cook, this is something I can do fairly well. I can pack a lunch for him, I can make sandwiches on homemade bread, I can pack up leftovers from dinner, I can do this. I can accomplish something. I remind him every morning to take his lunch (at least on the mornings he has one to take. I care about him, but that does nt mean I am on the ball every night!).
Maybe, tomorrow, if you remind me, I’ll tell you of the purely obscene moments I’ve been having lately!
Just filed my taxes. Why did I wait so long? Pure, unadulterated procrastination. Why else would I allow such a big chunk of money to just sit there doing nothing!
Birthday party for David on Saturday! YAY YAY HOORAY!
moosalamooooo
So I noticed that I used to write about things, subjects, singulars. Now I just vomit out paragraphs datailing the minutia of my days.
Sorry about the puke on your shoes.
Anyway, yesterday…
Spent a lot of time nursing my pained glands and trying not to fall asleep every few minutes. Whatever’s been bothering me seems to have cleared up for now. David brought me Chipotle and we watched Fawlty Towers on dvd. My only question about the show is ‘if the guy dislikes owning a hotel so very much, why does he own a hotel???’. Yeah, pointless question, I know.
Started, tore out, restarted, tore out, picked a new pattern, started, tore out….trying to make a scarf for Jessi, just cannot find the right pattern. Let me make a small, crochet related complaint that none of you will care about…the ‘F’ sized hook is 3.75mm in size ‘G’ sized hook is 4mm in size, this is a nice move up in gauge size. The next jump up, the ‘H’ sized hook is 5mm, this is a full millimeter in width. I want a 4.5mm hook! I want something between G and H. It seems like such a petty thing, but when you’re trying to find the right gauge, a half a millimeter can make a great deal of difference. I will often take a new ball of yarn and make a few swatches with different hooks just to see which is more suited to the yarn. Right now I am working with peruvian cotton, feels nice, looks good, but is not bound very well and will untwist easily so a smaller gauge is better.
Sorry about that.
Last night David performed at Balls Cabaret again. He sang bits and pieces of songs that he has and is working on. He sang about poop, Robert Frost, moosalamoos, a horse’s ass, llamas and a racetrack. It was very funny and he’s just so damned cute up there.
We ended up staying pretty late, David and his friends nerded it up talking about 80’s sitcoms. My god, they knew all the theme songs to all the shows, they knew the theme song to Mork and Mindy!!!
Needless to say, we got home late, got to bed late and got up LATE. I feared we would be late for our date at the dog park but I got a message that levi was sick and with the wet wet snow I decided to forgo what would certainly be a very muddy afternoon.
Instead we went to ‘breakfast’ at 4pm and then grocery shopping. You know how you run out of the essentials at the same time? Stupid things like canned tomatoes and sesame oil. Stocked up like mad, it cost too much all around. AND the guy bagging the groceries forgot to put (presumably) one bag in the cart so now we have to go back to get the bread flour, the gladware, the rawhides and some band aids. What a pain.
In the happy side, I picked up a multigrain blend for making multigrain bread and made my first loaf tonight. Excellent stuff.
Came home, made 2 kinds of croutons with the last bit of the last loaf of bread, did some dishes, made salads with a plum/ginger vinaigrette, read my book for a bit and took the dogs out.
Exciting, no?
Tea Time
When I am not feeling well I like to take my mom’s china teapot out and make a big pot of earl grey tea. It’s just one of those comfort things that reminds me of my mom. I wish I culd replicate her soft boiled eggs on buttered toast, too, because that would make a perfect antidote to whatever was ailing me.
I’m still battling whatever it is that’s beating up my glands and lymph nodes. It’s strangely low key, it makes me tired and my neck (but not my throat) hurt a lot, but it ebbs and flows. It will pass.
Last night we went to see Hanuman, King of the Monkeys. Good show, extremely cute. A friend of David’s did the music for it. Afterward we went to Cafe Latte to celebrate Brian’s birthday with the other people from Ball’s Cabaret. Fun time, ate too much, got too tired.
I was getting irritated with always running out of bread flour when I want to make bread so I was planning on buying a big 50 pound bag of it on line from a place with �ber-che�p shipping, but the grocery store came to my rescue, they had bread flour on sale for 50% less than I was going to buy it for. I picked up 15 pounds and I’m hoping to get another 20 or 25 when I go grocery shopping today.
Not much else, I’m tired and whatnot. David is performing tonight. YAY!