My spam filter just caught an email from “vampire” with the subject line “penetrate your partner for hours”.
Tonight is “hook the printer up to David’s computer and hope it all works and make many labels for all the jams and do it quickly because people want presents and I owe the Tech Guys big time for their help”. I also need to do dishes, make 2 loaves of bread and whip up some sort of nutritious dinner as yesterday’s dinner consisted of Cheetohs and iced tea.
it’s like I’m half June Cleaver and half Fat Albert.
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fatty fat can can
I just got back from a weekend at my mother’s. Dang. I left with a car full of raw ingredients, empty jars and 2 dogs. I returned with 2 dogs, a good deal of dog vomit, no raw ingredients and 120 jars of various well-sealed delectables. Let me tell you something, canning isn’t so much hard work, as it is tedious work and so much of the work is limited by the fact that a stove only has 4 burners! It wouldn’t matter how big or well stocked the kitchen is, there’s always a bottleneck at the point when you water bath the jars.
On the other hand it does force you to sit down and relax for a minute.
Dog vomit? Yeah, I forgot that Chester gets car sick. Do dogs get car sick? I don’t know but he likes to puke on long trips. Ironically, I was just telling Brett that having leather seats in the car is a requirement when you have two dogs. yeah, cleaning dog vomit up in the parking lot of an interstate McDonalds is no picnic, but at least it wiped up and didn’t leave any stains.
Of course today I found a whole batch I hadn’t noticed that first time around. Dammit.
I also lnoticed that every fucking surface of my car is covered in dried coffee.
Anyway, this weekend I produced:
Spicy corn relish
Lemon ginger marmalade
orange cranberry sauce
strawberry ginger sauce/syrup
rasberry chipotle lime glaze
maple pecan syrup
strawberry lemon jam
I also packed up 14 jars of mustard and I will make a lemon orange marmalade this week. Right before I left on my trip what should I get in the mail but the ultimate guide to home canning from Alex. Dang. I’m so going nuts with that thing.
I’m cold and tired and hungry, I’m off to take care of myself.
So long party peeps
ps. Maddie got into a fight with my mom’s cat and lost. Maddie is an exceptionally tough and tenacious dog. My mom’s cat, however, burst forth from hell in a ball of furious flame. That can is MEAN! Of course Maddie didn’t learn her lesson and will seek out the cat again and again.
here and now
ooooh here!
What are you reduced to when you stay after work to update your blog?
My god, people, this is how much I care! I care!!
1) The amazing tech guys here at work managed to get my hard drive moving. Much of the data was corrupted, the files were a mess. Nothing was where I left it. I did find a folder of movies I had made of Ghengis. I am so so grateful for that. Of the 10gb’s of music I had, there were maybe 8 albums to be found. that was just weird. Does anyone know how iTunes deals with replacing music like that? I’ve purchased a few things through them, music and audiobooks and whatnot. I will have to figure that out. My laptop needs a new hard drive and a new fan. Considerably cheaper than a new computer! Hopefully I can get that taken care of before too long.
2) I went to Fleet Farm last night. How freaky is that? Fleet Farm is all about hunting and farming and sponge candy!!! Weird weird weird. On the other hand, they had canning jars for stupid cheap. $6.39 for a dozen 8 ounce jars. I got me 8 dozen jars. I’m turning into a crazy old lady, I can feel it. They also had a 23 quart pressure canner for $80 which is the cheapest I’ve ever seen them. If anyone is at a loss for what to get me for Christmas, I’m thinking either season 2 of Lost on DVD or the 23 quart pressure canner (the kind with the read out dial).
2a) Fleet Farm has everything in the world, but they have it for cheap. I stocked up on pig ears and chicken jerky for the dogs. I’m beginning to think I am the only person on the planet that is not freaked out by pig ears. Yeah, they’re greasy and still have hair on them, they come from pigs! They also smell bad. But the dogs love them. They don’t bother me one bit.
3) As I mentioned before I will be leaving for the weekend! Go me! I’ll be up at my mom’s canning like made, trying to get christmas presents done. If I know you and love you, you’re getting jars of something for christmas. If I know you and don’t necessarily like you, you’ll get a jar of something, but it might also have botulism in it!
3a) I want to start making my own pickles. The problem is that I think I would enjoy the process of making pickles but I just don’t think I would eat them and there’s just only so much you can pawn off on your friends before you start noticing unopened jars in their trash.
3b) I also want to start making bbq sauce. Maybe I can get farther with that.
okay my peeps, I’m off to pick up Anna. We’re going to have Tube of Burrito night and then we’re going to can the mustard! Go us.
oh my god
I want my computer back! I want the comforting sound of emails coming in every minute. I want to be able to look up common porn names and see how often they overlap on a whime.
I don’t want to sit in the basement to use David’s computer.
Sigh.
Also, dogs are way way way cute.
David is super neato
I’ll be out of town this weekend and that will help the withdrawals
well…crap
It seems my laptop is well and truly fucked. Not just regular fucked, but double plus fucked. Hard.
It’s sitting upstairs in the tech guy cave being worked on. Initial efforts were futile, hours of work yielded no results. Starting tomorrow they will do the hard core data recovery thing they do. It will take 3 days. If it works I will be happy, if it doesn’t work the base price for data recovery at the recommended tech shop in town is $250. Then add a new hard drive ($200 for labor and materials and a new fan ($100 for labor and materials). Jesus, I could cry.
I am trying to decide how important my data is. I got my photos off there and for that I am grateful. If I hadn’t there’d be no discussion. I’d do whatever it took to recover my Ghengis photos. I woud like my emails back. I’m not much of an email archiver. I’ll save things for a while and then cull the lot. I’d recently cut out anything I was saving for pointless sentimental value. On the other hand, I did have every email David ever sent me and I would like those back. The music? meh. Most of that can be found again. Much of it is on cd’s somewhere.
There are some documents, articles I’d written and had published, bits and pieces I’d pulled from one place or another. In the scheme of things, nothing too terrible.
The hard part? I don’t know what to do with myself when I’m sitting there at home alone. usually I have 2 or three things going, a movie, a crochet project, the cooking group…I got none of that. Sigh-bot. I’ll actually have to be productive now.
If anyone would like to kick into a fund to get me a new MacBook pro, it would be greatly appreciated.