1. My space bar is jitzy right now, please excuse any mashed together words i may have missed in editing. Not that i really edit all that much, perfectionism is for people who like to create more work than they know what to do with. i have fun things to do. So forgive the space bar issue, that’s not directly my fault (the uncapitalized words are my fault, lazy shift keying. it’s been my nemesis forever)
2. Don’t hold a “fists of power” rally in the shower with your boyfriend if there’s someone in the house that doesn’t like you very much. it only pisses them off to not be invited (or to have to hear the rally in the first place, who knows).
3. nothing, and i mean nothing, will cheer you faster than watching a dog with 6 inch legs running through 8-10 inches of snow.
4. dogs really really really like frozen banana. Seriously, they will grovel endlessly for a bite.
4a. relatedly, the choco-banana kits they sell at the grocery store are way fun (again i suspect this is just a ploy to get me to eat bananas, but i don’t care), they don’t involve any banana stretching, but meh, what are you gonna do.
5. Apparently, when my sister brings new boyfriends to meet friends and family it’s not my dad or mom or even grandfather that scares them the most. it’s been agreed that the big hurdle in boyfriend or new friend approval is me. me! WTF? i’m the member of the family that scares the new guy the most, i’m the meanest of all of us. i hadn’t realized this. i guess it’s true, i’m always protective of those i care about, perhaps overly so in some cases (lesson learned, trust me).
6. Ballroom dancing? 5′ tall me, 6’2″ him? the comedy just writes itself. We’ll see if we can get signed up.
7. nesting. damn the weather has me desperately wanting to cook, bake, hibernate, cook, go crazy!
8. analworld.com. All about anal sex. Whodathunkit?
9. new carpet smells bad. upsettingly so. It’s cheap carpet put in the help sell the house. i took way too much time off work to deal with it. i hate eating up my vacation time on things that aren’t vacation related. On the other hand, i kept forgetting to go to the store and buy a lint trap and apparently that’s enough to call into question my independence and responsibility. Oh well, soon this whole messy saga will be over and she’ll have to sublimate that urge to boss people around into something else.
10. this is a good round number, let’s end it on something happy…i made pancakes for my sister and the boy this morning, then spent the day doing laundry and reading while the boy played bass with the music playing in the background. So stress free and relaxing. We also danced variations on the chinasaur dance and hurt our bellies laughing as we tried to imitate each other (mostly him imitating me since I’m such a spaz).

So, here it is, Monday already and what do i have to show for it? A lot.
Friday I take a half day from work to meet with the carpet guy ("just install your cheapest neutral color" "do you want to see samples?" "no! just take your cheapest neutral and put it in here") then run to the lab to have blood drawn, then off to United Noodles for sushi party supplies.
Okay, United Noodles totally expanded from being this good Asian market with an emphasis on Japanese stuff (helpful for sushi parties since most Asian markets in town are either Chinese or southeast Asian) to being this gigantoid Asian market with everything you could want. Huzzah! I managed to find Indian chex mix, various Indian dal to replace the ones that went missing a few months ago (how do legumes go missing? I haven’t the foggiest.) to red bean ice cream bars (no lie, I love these things so much. No one else does which is good, means I don’t have to share them). There were a million other things I wanted to buy but I wisely got a hand basket instead of a cart so I would only buy what I could carry.
Friday night’s sushi party was a success in all ways. First off, in honor of MLK jr day we recognized his dream and had the most diverse group of people ever. We had gay, straight and bisexual, we had black, white and asian, we had men and women, we had humans and animals. Pretty sure we should get some sort of award for this! 12 people and 1 dog all gathered for sushi. My only regret is that there were no leftovers. If there are no leftovers then you obviously did not make enough!
I had fatty salmon, crispy salmon skin and spicy tuna for the fish and then mixed and matched avocado, cucumber, vinegared carrot, fresh ginger, sesame seeds, masago, wakame, burnt green onions and wasabi for all manner of fish and vegetarian rolls. We had 3 kinds of beer, a bottle of sake and 2 bottles of plum wine to choose from. I know the night was a success because everyone left happy and that’s all I could ever ask for.
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I own every damn dish needed for sushi. I’ve got the plates, the trays, the little wasabi/gari serving dishes, the tamari/wasabi mixing bowls, the cute little decanter for tamari. Everything. Sadly, I only have 8 plates in my sushi dinner set, so we had to be creative in mixing and matching with 12 people eating. I had to buy wooden chopsticks, too, since all my other chopsticks have been packed. Oh well, I don’t think anyone else noticed but me.
Also, got to meet my sister’s new boyfriend (i’d post a picture but i’m too lazy to make the 2 minute phone call to ask permission). He’s a great guy, he didn’t back down from me and wasn’t an asshole to my sister. Also, he cooks and has an appreciation for good plum wine. I approve.
Okay, so beyond the sushi party…
1) Could the Rams have played a shittier game on Saturday? 2) Go Pats!
Also, I’m not allowed to go grocery shopping any more! When the boy goes alone we end up with things like kale, tomatoes, spinach, carrots, healthier tortilla chips and on and on. When I go shopping with him we end up with cheese, ice cream, doritos, dry italian sausage, cookies and chocolate syrup. That boy’s trying to make me healthy and I don’t know what to do about it. I’m also this close || to quitting smoking again. Dammit.
I’m off to do laundry and whatnot. Have a spicy hot MLK jr day, people.