Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
40's of fulfillment
If you walked past my house right now you would think I either had the best week ever or absolutely the worst in living memory. My recycling bin is full, normally I recycle a coke can here and water bottle there and some weeks I don't manage to put out a plastics/can/bottle bin at all, but not this week.
Earlier than I am out walking Dogger, the 40oz Bunny is out leaving me many, many "eggs" to hunt for. Beer bottles, water bottles, beer and soda cans, random juice containers... and they just sit there forever. I walk Dogger every day on the same route and every day I see these bottles and cans just sitting there piling up and they never got picked up and I started to think I could pick them up! I should pick them up! but it took me a while to get it together - Remembering to bring a big enough plastic bag to carry all my loot was a toughie.
The first day I got a huge haul . I get a huge all every day.I thought I would have over fished my particular pond but thus far that is not the case. I was very naive. I did see a little bit of a dent my the fourth day and by day five I did need to hunt a little. A little. Hardly at all and I don't pick up broken glass and I don't take your beer bottles off your front yard no matter how many days in a row I see them there twinkling and teasing me and I don't go fishing in the storm drains, although it would be an easy kill, I prefer to keep my hands clean.
So there are recyclables I don't pick up and yet I do not run out. But, it does look better. The field behind the pirates gas station does look a little less trashy, there is less broken glass on the sidewalks, and there are fewer cans in the street.
I don't know how long I'm going to continue my Neighborhood Beautification project but its so freaking easy and such a no brainer I don't see any reason to not keep it up. What would be great, would be if the winos, assorted junkies and street scum that frequent my neighborhood would stop being such lousy citizens, lazy sob's and enemies of the planet or we could start punish littering with the death penalty. Ask me how I feel about that in a few months.
If you walked past my house right now you would think I either had the best week ever or absolutely the worst in living memory. My recycling bin is full, normally I recycle a coke can here and water bottle there and some weeks I don't manage to put out a plastics/can/bottle bin at all, but not this week.
Earlier than I am out walking Dogger, the 40oz Bunny is out leaving me many, many "eggs" to hunt for. Beer bottles, water bottles, beer and soda cans, random juice containers... and they just sit there forever. I walk Dogger every day on the same route and every day I see these bottles and cans just sitting there piling up and they never got picked up and I started to think I could pick them up! I should pick them up! but it took me a while to get it together - Remembering to bring a big enough plastic bag to carry all my loot was a toughie.
The first day I got a huge haul . I get a huge all every day.I thought I would have over fished my particular pond but thus far that is not the case. I was very naive. I did see a little bit of a dent my the fourth day and by day five I did need to hunt a little. A little. Hardly at all and I don't pick up broken glass and I don't take your beer bottles off your front yard no matter how many days in a row I see them there twinkling and teasing me and I don't go fishing in the storm drains, although it would be an easy kill, I prefer to keep my hands clean.
So there are recyclables I don't pick up and yet I do not run out. But, it does look better. The field behind the pirates gas station does look a little less trashy, there is less broken glass on the sidewalks, and there are fewer cans in the street.
I don't know how long I'm going to continue my Neighborhood Beautification project but its so freaking easy and such a no brainer I don't see any reason to not keep it up. What would be great, would be if the winos, assorted junkies and street scum that frequent my neighborhood would stop being such lousy citizens, lazy sob's and enemies of the planet or we could start punish littering with the death penalty. Ask me how I feel about that in a few months.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Scooby Snack
Its raining. Bummer. Dogger needs to walk in the evening, it calms her down and its good for us both. And I look like a bad ass walking my giant dog in the dark. Ruff.
The other night we were out for our evening walk and met with three baby Gs out for their evening stroll and the G taking up the rear looked a little fearful at Dogger and the lead G said "It's just a dawg!". Dogger I swear to Gawd, stopped and looked back at the Gs as if to say "Just" a dog? How about I just bite through your femur? How 'bout that junior? Girl dog talks trash. She shouldn't really run anyone to ground anymore, but she can lunge like a son of a bitch. Don't mess with my dawg.
We were out for our five pm walk the other day and we were walking on the sidewalk and we passed this guy.
Guy - Hiya
Me - Hi
Guy - Out for a walk?
Me - Uh. Yeah.
Guy - That's good.
The last couple of days its been warmer and I've seen a lot of people out walking their dogs, which is great, I love to see that because its good to see people doing that for their dogs and its good exercise for the walker as well. Also? it makes me look less like a dog walking freak , I would really like it if more of them would walk their dogs at 5:45 am because when I see other people out at that hour I imagine that they are dangerous crazy people coming back from some pre-dawn slaughtering . If they had their dog with them, it would make them look less homicidal.
All these new dog walkers and I am the only person who picks up after their dog! I swear! I'm seeing lots and lots of dog bombs all over and it's making me crazy. Its so not hard to pick up after your dog! I do it over and over and not once has it been a hardship. do you know what a hardship is? Dog shit on your shoes! That is a huge hardship.
Speaking of people and their dogs, today we saw the happiest puppy ever. There is a house on our five pm route that is the home of three little girls and now their leetle black lab puppy! All puppy tummy and puppy feet. It looked like a toy and the little girls were so proud of it. I just wanted to cross the street and eat it up.
I would have but as afraid that Dogger may also eat it up so we stayed on our side of the street. I shouldn't say that, Dogger has always been very respectfully of small dogs but I thought she would get over excited by the little girls who strike me as squeally.
She has long been a fan little girls, but lately, when I've stopped to visit with people along the way, she has felt obligated to climb her leash and generally show her ass and I don't want her to do that in front of children. What I really wanted to do was to to rush her home and come back by myself to fondle/eat the puppy. I had to settle for left over pizza.
Its raining. Bummer. Dogger needs to walk in the evening, it calms her down and its good for us both. And I look like a bad ass walking my giant dog in the dark. Ruff.
The other night we were out for our evening walk and met with three baby Gs out for their evening stroll and the G taking up the rear looked a little fearful at Dogger and the lead G said "It's just a dawg!". Dogger I swear to Gawd, stopped and looked back at the Gs as if to say "Just" a dog? How about I just bite through your femur? How 'bout that junior? Girl dog talks trash. She shouldn't really run anyone to ground anymore, but she can lunge like a son of a bitch. Don't mess with my dawg.
We were out for our five pm walk the other day and we were walking on the sidewalk and we passed this guy.
Guy - Hiya
Me - Hi
Guy - Out for a walk?
Me - Uh. Yeah.
Guy - That's good.
The last couple of days its been warmer and I've seen a lot of people out walking their dogs, which is great, I love to see that because its good to see people doing that for their dogs and its good exercise for the walker as well. Also? it makes me look less like a dog walking freak , I would really like it if more of them would walk their dogs at 5:45 am because when I see other people out at that hour I imagine that they are dangerous crazy people coming back from some pre-dawn slaughtering . If they had their dog with them, it would make them look less homicidal.
All these new dog walkers and I am the only person who picks up after their dog! I swear! I'm seeing lots and lots of dog bombs all over and it's making me crazy. Its so not hard to pick up after your dog! I do it over and over and not once has it been a hardship. do you know what a hardship is? Dog shit on your shoes! That is a huge hardship.
Speaking of people and their dogs, today we saw the happiest puppy ever. There is a house on our five pm route that is the home of three little girls and now their leetle black lab puppy! All puppy tummy and puppy feet. It looked like a toy and the little girls were so proud of it. I just wanted to cross the street and eat it up.
I would have but as afraid that Dogger may also eat it up so we stayed on our side of the street. I shouldn't say that, Dogger has always been very respectfully of small dogs but I thought she would get over excited by the little girls who strike me as squeally.
She has long been a fan little girls, but lately, when I've stopped to visit with people along the way, she has felt obligated to climb her leash and generally show her ass and I don't want her to do that in front of children. What I really wanted to do was to to rush her home and come back by myself to fondle/eat the puppy. I had to settle for left over pizza.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Playing with my food
I decided that I needed to go out for dinner and I that as long as I was out, I needed Chinese food. I should have known there had been a change to my friendly neighborhood Chinese restaurant when I walked in and saw no Asians. No Asians is a bad sign when you walk into a Chinese restaurant, instead I walked in and saw Hispanics! Good if you're looking for decent carne asada, bad if you're in the market for General Tso's chicken. My first big hint should have been the GRAND OPENING signs they had posted and as the place has been there for years, I should have seen those as signs as what they truly were: signs of foreboding.
Uninspiring Chinese food is such a let down, and I start out with very low standards as to what counts as inspirational Chinese food anyway; In my world if you cut it in small enough pieces and drown it in salt and brown sauce I am going to walk away inspired.
I really like that Chinese place too. Now I'm going to have to go to the buffet place by Wally World. I don't like it because it is a carbon copy of another Chinese place by another Wally World. I don't mind my McDonald's all being the same but if I'm paying $6.60 a plate for tiny pieces of brown meat in salt, I like to have it seasoned with less copy toner
After dinner, I was forced to drown my disappointment by going to a near by low end department store to recover among the very lovely smocked children's clothes. Tiny E , post a phone call to her Mommy and Daddy,sadly, did not end up any new dresses but she did come thisclose to getting a deeply discounted rain suit - just about the only thing in the little girls department that was not hand smocked and even it was embroidered.
The dresses were adorable though. You could die from the smocking on those dresses! $31 is not too much to ask for something that probably caused a Chinese political dissident to become blind and arthritic.
Too bad they were all dressy dresses and no play wear - which is a drag, Tiny E likes to wear dresses and while there is no little girl more princess positive than her, even she does not need to wear crinolines to daycare. Every day.
In a perfect world, post Easter though, I would make sure that child had a wardrobe that would make Suri Cruise pout.
I decided that I needed to go out for dinner and I that as long as I was out, I needed Chinese food. I should have known there had been a change to my friendly neighborhood Chinese restaurant when I walked in and saw no Asians. No Asians is a bad sign when you walk into a Chinese restaurant, instead I walked in and saw Hispanics! Good if you're looking for decent carne asada, bad if you're in the market for General Tso's chicken. My first big hint should have been the GRAND OPENING signs they had posted and as the place has been there for years, I should have seen those as signs as what they truly were: signs of foreboding.
Uninspiring Chinese food is such a let down, and I start out with very low standards as to what counts as inspirational Chinese food anyway; In my world if you cut it in small enough pieces and drown it in salt and brown sauce I am going to walk away inspired.
I really like that Chinese place too. Now I'm going to have to go to the buffet place by Wally World. I don't like it because it is a carbon copy of another Chinese place by another Wally World. I don't mind my McDonald's all being the same but if I'm paying $6.60 a plate for tiny pieces of brown meat in salt, I like to have it seasoned with less copy toner
After dinner, I was forced to drown my disappointment by going to a near by low end department store to recover among the very lovely smocked children's clothes. Tiny E , post a phone call to her Mommy and Daddy,sadly, did not end up any new dresses but she did come thisclose to getting a deeply discounted rain suit - just about the only thing in the little girls department that was not hand smocked and even it was embroidered.
The dresses were adorable though. You could die from the smocking on those dresses! $31 is not too much to ask for something that probably caused a Chinese political dissident to become blind and arthritic.
Too bad they were all dressy dresses and no play wear - which is a drag, Tiny E likes to wear dresses and while there is no little girl more princess positive than her, even she does not need to wear crinolines to daycare. Every day.
In a perfect world, post Easter though, I would make sure that child had a wardrobe that would make Suri Cruise pout.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
And the Oscar (tm) Went to...
And again, I stay up so you don't have to. I am all about the self sacrifice.
Damn. This thing isn't even scheduled to leave the ground until 8:30! Shit. I'll be up all night, I may have to reevaulate my dedication to self sacrifice.
8:30 - Finally underway. Lame-ly, but underway.
But wait! NPH? Wow, this is going to be better than I thought. Can he stay? He's so cute and so good at this. He should be on broadway not wasting his talent on a sitcom. Love him. Love Busby Berkley too. Enough with the love...Can we just hand out the damn awards? Please? I'll go order one of his books new from Amazon and everything. Are we really going to introduce everyone in the damn audience? We all ready trotted out all the acting nominees, wasn't that enough.
Get on with it. Clooney is going to send a nasty email in the morning.
8:48 - Best Supporting Actor: Christoph Waltz, Inglorious Basterds
8:59 - Best Animated Feature - Up
Miley Sirus? Really? Ew. Can't even read. Gawd. And? Looks like whore on her wedding day.
9:04 - Best Orginal Song - "The Weary Kind", Crazy Heart
9:15- Best Orginal Screen Play - The Heart Locker
Okay. I loved John Hughes too.
Two more young people I don't recognize. I am so old. The explanation of the short films lasted longer than most of the shorts. They could have just shown us the winner in its entireety,
9: 32- Best Animated Short - Logorama
9: 34- Best Documentory Short - Music By Prudence (African girl in wheel chair)
9:37- Best Live Action Short Film - The New Tenents
9:41- Best Make Up - Star Trek
9:50- Best Adapted Screen Play - Precious
9:58 Best Suporting Actress - Monique, Precious
10:07 - Best Art Direction - Avatar
10:10- Best Costumes - The Young Victoria
Oh, look two more young people I don't recognize. The girl is slouching at the Oscars! Even I could stand up straight for the Oscars!
I do not care for horror films.
Gods. Yet more young people I don't know.
10:25- Best Sound Editing - The Hurt Locker
10:27- Best Sound Mixing - The Hurt Locker
I follow Elizabeth Banks on Twitter. What is it exactly that she does.
10:36 Best Cinematography - Avatar
Demi Moore and the RIP tribute. Now We Dance! You know what would waste less time? Just announcing the damn winner. I know the people in the audience need time to go pee, but I have to be at work tomorrow.
10:53- Best Score - Up
10:55- Best Visual Effects - Avatar
11:04- Best Documentory Feature - The Cove (Dead Dolphins)
11: 07 - Best Film Editing - The Hurt Locker
11: 16- Best Foreign Language Film - Argentina, El Secreto De Sus Ojos
I am never going to get to bed. Please bask in my self- sacrifice.
Oh. Goody. Group Presentation. Nummy. JUST HAND OUT THE DAMN AWARDS. We know what great people they all are, we all ready like them. Just do it. I have to go to bed, because I assume this is all about me, I am the only person this is putting out, no one else also needs to go to work tomorrow. This late night nonsense is the dark side of the Equity Monday rule. Long drown out speeches from people who barely know them from projects they can barely remember doing going on about what great people they barely remember them to be. We. Get. It. Total supermen and superwomen all totally deserving of this award.
11:33- Best Actor - Jeff Bridges, Crazy Heart
11: 47 - Best Actress - Sandra Bullock, The Blind Side (for real. Meryl Streep and Gabourney Sidibe lost to Sandra Bullock)
11:55 - Best Director - Kathryn Bigalow, The Hurt Locker (The forst woman to win this award in 82 years)
11:59 - Best Picture, The Hurt Locker
And again, I stay up so you don't have to. I am all about the self sacrifice.
Damn. This thing isn't even scheduled to leave the ground until 8:30! Shit. I'll be up all night, I may have to reevaulate my dedication to self sacrifice.
8:30 - Finally underway. Lame-ly, but underway.
But wait! NPH? Wow, this is going to be better than I thought. Can he stay? He's so cute and so good at this. He should be on broadway not wasting his talent on a sitcom. Love him. Love Busby Berkley too. Enough with the love...Can we just hand out the damn awards? Please? I'll go order one of his books new from Amazon and everything. Are we really going to introduce everyone in the damn audience? We all ready trotted out all the acting nominees, wasn't that enough.
Get on with it. Clooney is going to send a nasty email in the morning.
8:48 - Best Supporting Actor: Christoph Waltz, Inglorious Basterds
8:59 - Best Animated Feature - Up
Miley Sirus? Really? Ew. Can't even read. Gawd. And? Looks like whore on her wedding day.
9:04 - Best Orginal Song - "The Weary Kind", Crazy Heart
9:15- Best Orginal Screen Play - The Heart Locker
Okay. I loved John Hughes too.
Two more young people I don't recognize. I am so old. The explanation of the short films lasted longer than most of the shorts. They could have just shown us the winner in its entireety,
9: 32- Best Animated Short - Logorama
9: 34- Best Documentory Short - Music By Prudence (African girl in wheel chair)
9:37- Best Live Action Short Film - The New Tenents
9:41- Best Make Up - Star Trek
9:50- Best Adapted Screen Play - Precious
9:58 Best Suporting Actress - Monique, Precious
10:07 - Best Art Direction - Avatar
10:10- Best Costumes - The Young Victoria
Oh, look two more young people I don't recognize. The girl is slouching at the Oscars! Even I could stand up straight for the Oscars!
I do not care for horror films.
Gods. Yet more young people I don't know.
10:25- Best Sound Editing - The Hurt Locker
10:27- Best Sound Mixing - The Hurt Locker
I follow Elizabeth Banks on Twitter. What is it exactly that she does.
10:36 Best Cinematography - Avatar
Demi Moore and the RIP tribute. Now We Dance! You know what would waste less time? Just announcing the damn winner. I know the people in the audience need time to go pee, but I have to be at work tomorrow.
10:53- Best Score - Up
10:55- Best Visual Effects - Avatar
11:04- Best Documentory Feature - The Cove (Dead Dolphins)
11: 07 - Best Film Editing - The Hurt Locker
11: 16- Best Foreign Language Film - Argentina, El Secreto De Sus Ojos
I am never going to get to bed. Please bask in my self- sacrifice.
Oh. Goody. Group Presentation. Nummy. JUST HAND OUT THE DAMN AWARDS. We know what great people they all are, we all ready like them. Just do it. I have to go to bed, because I assume this is all about me, I am the only person this is putting out, no one else also needs to go to work tomorrow. This late night nonsense is the dark side of the Equity Monday rule. Long drown out speeches from people who barely know them from projects they can barely remember doing going on about what great people they barely remember them to be. We. Get. It. Total supermen and superwomen all totally deserving of this award.
11:33- Best Actor - Jeff Bridges, Crazy Heart
11: 47 - Best Actress - Sandra Bullock, The Blind Side (for real. Meryl Streep and Gabourney Sidibe lost to Sandra Bullock)
11:55 - Best Director - Kathryn Bigalow, The Hurt Locker (The forst woman to win this award in 82 years)
11:59 - Best Picture, The Hurt Locker
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Doing Our Part
Tell me what Democracy looks like?! This is what Democracy looks like!
My precinct made quorum! On The First Try!
In years past we've had to go to lame make up meetings on a Saturday at the party head quarters and those are no fun. These meetings aren't fun either but at least you get a feeling of community and all that. True out of 1500 voters we pulled a total of five, but that's approximately four more than we had last time, so its a big deal. I am again the vice chair and a delegate to the conventions and a member of the executive committee. Woo! I rawk hard.
We talked a lot about how much we hate the rethuglicans and how they are ruining the Wake County schools, because they are hateful and they are ruining the Wake County schools. But its good to have a consensus.
Of course, once again our large, predominantly black precinct was poor attended and Lily white. We got a little round table while the other precincts got banquet tables set out because they pull in 25 people every time. My precinct "doesn't like the big meetings and prefers to meet at the rec center, like they always have" Bull shit. The meetings aren't being held like that anymore and its time to make the change. Spoiled children. If Precinct 50 can pull in huge numbers of folks why can't we? Why are they different? And I don't want to hear about poor, elderly people not being able to make the meetings, half the people there tonight were poor and elderly and they made the meeting and some of them in their wheel chairs damn it. No excuses, no spoiled children these.
There were several candidates running for various positions and they were all very good, or at least they looked very good, the acoustics in the High School cafeteria sucked and we really could only hear about every other thing they said but they all wore nice suits and apparently everyone of them is running against a 12 year old Rethuglican WASP that graduated Law School two weeks ago. Not a lot of WASPs in our congressional district. But the rethuglicans will be there, if they don't hit all of our doors, they'll hit everywhere else and the Democrats won't be because these low on the ballot races aren't all that important. The 12 year olds will win because no one bothered to hit our doors and tell us why we need to go vote and where on the ballot these races are.
The school board went red because the party didn't care about the bottom of the ballot races. Guess what? Thanks to our complacency the schools are going to hell and our school children will spend their days in 1957. The rethuglicans have mastered fear mongering and keeping their base angry and frightened, its time for the Democrats to get out there and terrify us.
Tell me what Democracy looks like?! This is what Democracy looks like!
My precinct made quorum! On The First Try!
In years past we've had to go to lame make up meetings on a Saturday at the party head quarters and those are no fun. These meetings aren't fun either but at least you get a feeling of community and all that. True out of 1500 voters we pulled a total of five, but that's approximately four more than we had last time, so its a big deal. I am again the vice chair and a delegate to the conventions and a member of the executive committee. Woo! I rawk hard.
We talked a lot about how much we hate the rethuglicans and how they are ruining the Wake County schools, because they are hateful and they are ruining the Wake County schools. But its good to have a consensus.
Of course, once again our large, predominantly black precinct was poor attended and Lily white. We got a little round table while the other precincts got banquet tables set out because they pull in 25 people every time. My precinct "doesn't like the big meetings and prefers to meet at the rec center, like they always have" Bull shit. The meetings aren't being held like that anymore and its time to make the change. Spoiled children. If Precinct 50 can pull in huge numbers of folks why can't we? Why are they different? And I don't want to hear about poor, elderly people not being able to make the meetings, half the people there tonight were poor and elderly and they made the meeting and some of them in their wheel chairs damn it. No excuses, no spoiled children these.
There were several candidates running for various positions and they were all very good, or at least they looked very good, the acoustics in the High School cafeteria sucked and we really could only hear about every other thing they said but they all wore nice suits and apparently everyone of them is running against a 12 year old Rethuglican WASP that graduated Law School two weeks ago. Not a lot of WASPs in our congressional district. But the rethuglicans will be there, if they don't hit all of our doors, they'll hit everywhere else and the Democrats won't be because these low on the ballot races aren't all that important. The 12 year olds will win because no one bothered to hit our doors and tell us why we need to go vote and where on the ballot these races are.
The school board went red because the party didn't care about the bottom of the ballot races. Guess what? Thanks to our complacency the schools are going to hell and our school children will spend their days in 1957. The rethuglicans have mastered fear mongering and keeping their base angry and frightened, its time for the Democrats to get out there and terrify us.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Lift that bail tote that barge
I have given myself a homework assignment for this evening: I must watch Four Christmas's.
Its been sitting there gathering dust in its little envelope since, oh, I don't know, a long time ago. I keep saying I'm going to watch it and then something comes us, first it was a run of really good Law and Order seasons and then it was the Olympics and how could I watch some not very good Vince Vaughn movie instead of several hours of Nordic Combined? I mean really?! but now I think I should just watch the damn thing on fast forward if I have to just to get it out of my house. I hate returning a movie I haven't watched because then I paid a lot of money for it and it didn't do anything and I wasted the charge. In this case however I wouldn't feel all that bad as the late fees would be huge by now, well more than the $9 a month I lay out for Netflix for the privilege of having their movies gather dust on top of my TV.
Keeping that in mind I could just return it and move on to not watch the next movie in my list because I think the next movie is one I do want to see, so if I just return it I can get out of my own way and see something I might enjoy but, there is nothing on TV tonight and I have no L&O's T-Fauxed for once and I think I can watch the movie finally guilt free.
I deserve it. I washed the dog, laundered her stuff and did a load of dishes and then bathed myself (dog washing is the art of turning yourself in to your own dirty dog. You have successfully washed your dog when you smell worse than it does.) I made dinner instead of rewarding myself for being a good dog mommy and frankly for eating left over sausage, I think I should reward myself.
I have given myself a homework assignment for this evening: I must watch Four Christmas's.
Its been sitting there gathering dust in its little envelope since, oh, I don't know, a long time ago. I keep saying I'm going to watch it and then something comes us, first it was a run of really good Law and Order seasons and then it was the Olympics and how could I watch some not very good Vince Vaughn movie instead of several hours of Nordic Combined? I mean really?! but now I think I should just watch the damn thing on fast forward if I have to just to get it out of my house. I hate returning a movie I haven't watched because then I paid a lot of money for it and it didn't do anything and I wasted the charge. In this case however I wouldn't feel all that bad as the late fees would be huge by now, well more than the $9 a month I lay out for Netflix for the privilege of having their movies gather dust on top of my TV.
Keeping that in mind I could just return it and move on to not watch the next movie in my list because I think the next movie is one I do want to see, so if I just return it I can get out of my own way and see something I might enjoy but, there is nothing on TV tonight and I have no L&O's T-Fauxed for once and I think I can watch the movie finally guilt free.
I deserve it. I washed the dog, laundered her stuff and did a load of dishes and then bathed myself (dog washing is the art of turning yourself in to your own dirty dog. You have successfully washed your dog when you smell worse than it does.) I made dinner instead of rewarding myself for being a good dog mommy and frankly for eating left over sausage, I think I should reward myself.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Cooking
I just had a very ADD moment. I had settled in front of the machine and flipped through a couple or five sites I wanted to check on and then got to the business of getting an entry done. And then I decided that I really, really needed to make dog cookies! Right Now! Green shamrock cookies to be precises and I needed to get these done right here right now because if I didn't do it right here right now Dogger might run out of cookies tomorrow or the next day! There was no time to waste!
I picked up and rushed to the kitchen and turned on the oven and gathered up my ingredients and had to decide what kind of cookies these shamrocks were going to be, and since I didn't have any bacon or cheese in the house and Dogger can't have peanut butter or molasses, which I do have in the house, I went with my new little friend beef bouillon. The valentines were beef flavored and I kind of wanted to mix it up a bit and give her something new to taste. I know it totally matters to her but I have my cookie making pride to maintain.
The valentines were red and I added the coloring too late and I thought it was going to be a problem but then it wasn't and so this time I added the color at the right time and it was a problem. I ended up with marbling and I hate that. I should have just added it when I did the last time, but the last time I wasn't so ADD and I had more patience with the dough. Today I was not patient and sadly and I ended up with streaky cookies. I recognize that Dogger doesn't care about what the cookies look like but it matters to me and I like to maintain a certain level of cookie quality here.
The shamrocks are larger too so I got fewer but if I get it together it won't matter because it will bunny and chick cookie time! Yay bunnys and chicks! What color should they be? Yellow certainly for the chicks but what color should the bunnies be? Do they make white food coloring?
I just had a very ADD moment. I had settled in front of the machine and flipped through a couple or five sites I wanted to check on and then got to the business of getting an entry done. And then I decided that I really, really needed to make dog cookies! Right Now! Green shamrock cookies to be precises and I needed to get these done right here right now because if I didn't do it right here right now Dogger might run out of cookies tomorrow or the next day! There was no time to waste!
I picked up and rushed to the kitchen and turned on the oven and gathered up my ingredients and had to decide what kind of cookies these shamrocks were going to be, and since I didn't have any bacon or cheese in the house and Dogger can't have peanut butter or molasses, which I do have in the house, I went with my new little friend beef bouillon. The valentines were beef flavored and I kind of wanted to mix it up a bit and give her something new to taste. I know it totally matters to her but I have my cookie making pride to maintain.
The valentines were red and I added the coloring too late and I thought it was going to be a problem but then it wasn't and so this time I added the color at the right time and it was a problem. I ended up with marbling and I hate that. I should have just added it when I did the last time, but the last time I wasn't so ADD and I had more patience with the dough. Today I was not patient and sadly and I ended up with streaky cookies. I recognize that Dogger doesn't care about what the cookies look like but it matters to me and I like to maintain a certain level of cookie quality here.
The shamrocks are larger too so I got fewer but if I get it together it won't matter because it will bunny and chick cookie time! Yay bunnys and chicks! What color should they be? Yellow certainly for the chicks but what color should the bunnies be? Do they make white food coloring?
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Snow Bunny
I was at the grocery on Saturday and as I passed by the card section I asked myself if I needed any cards and I said "Nope. I'm good". So forty-eight hours later, I find out I need a card and I'm suddenly rethinking my scorn for those people who keep file boxes of cards so they can pull them as needed - SO they aren't running back to the store every two days to go buy more and I thought what geeks they were, what sad slaves to Hallmark they must be. I'm suddenly jealous of those sad, slavish people. I then had to physically stop myself from buying a St. Patrick's Day card for a friend.
It also occurred to me that I needed some butter and sugar and flour because couldn't remember that sort of thing while I was wandering around a grocery store. I also "needed" a package of 60 calorie pudding confection that tasted like pudding mixed with a liberal amount of air, Nummyish in a low cal, oddly staining kind of way, although I can't say I remember touching it at anytime I of course could not remember the dust or butter or any of the other things I needed, say on Saturday because I need to go to the market or in this case Wally World every damn day. The world economy would collapse if I didn't spend at least part of each day having my environment polluted with low, low every day prices.
But now I have enough cat dust to get through an ice age which, oddly is what they are forecasting for us this coming week. Yay. I didn't move here for all this snow. I was promised four distinct seasons, a Chick Fil La on every corner and a beach within driving distance. No mention of multiple instances of snow. I want a refund.
Liars. I'm really hoping that the NOAA site was hacked by some school kids who are looking for more time off from school or that the forecast is just some sort of baseless internet rumor. I can only hope.
I was at the grocery on Saturday and as I passed by the card section I asked myself if I needed any cards and I said "Nope. I'm good". So forty-eight hours later, I find out I need a card and I'm suddenly rethinking my scorn for those people who keep file boxes of cards so they can pull them as needed - SO they aren't running back to the store every two days to go buy more and I thought what geeks they were, what sad slaves to Hallmark they must be. I'm suddenly jealous of those sad, slavish people. I then had to physically stop myself from buying a St. Patrick's Day card for a friend.
It also occurred to me that I needed some butter and sugar and flour because couldn't remember that sort of thing while I was wandering around a grocery store. I also "needed" a package of 60 calorie pudding confection that tasted like pudding mixed with a liberal amount of air, Nummyish in a low cal, oddly staining kind of way, although I can't say I remember touching it at anytime I of course could not remember the dust or butter or any of the other things I needed, say on Saturday because I need to go to the market or in this case Wally World every damn day. The world economy would collapse if I didn't spend at least part of each day having my environment polluted with low, low every day prices.
But now I have enough cat dust to get through an ice age which, oddly is what they are forecasting for us this coming week. Yay. I didn't move here for all this snow. I was promised four distinct seasons, a Chick Fil La on every corner and a beach within driving distance. No mention of multiple instances of snow. I want a refund.
Liars. I'm really hoping that the NOAA site was hacked by some school kids who are looking for more time off from school or that the forecast is just some sort of baseless internet rumor. I can only hope.
Monday, March 1, 2010
And another weekend bites the dust.
I bought new jeans. I know you've all been standing by with baited breath about that. I would have replaced them earlier but I wasn't sure what the official mourning period was and I didn't want to be seen as being thoughtless or not caring about them.
As the other jeans died at Christmas and now we're looking down Easter, I think I waited a fair amount of time. They weren't nice jeans anyway, they were Sam's Club brand so if I had run to Sam's that afternoon and picked up a new pair I think would have been safe, I believe that the mourning period for really nice, high end jeans like 7 for All Man Kind jeans is something like 27 months. I should have gone back in December because when I went back to Sam's in February they no longer carried them in my size.
Bummer.
Old Navy was having a sale and so I decided I had mourned an appropriate period and I went to get new ones. Do you know how many kinds of jeans Old Navy carries? About 267 and none of them are called "I Fit Diana" and that doesn't count the "boyfriend jeans" that look like your boyfriend ran over them with his truck and then used them to paint his bathroom. When my jeans start to look like them, I buy new ones. I would have liked the style if they had carried any that didn't have paint splotches and rips included as I prefer to customize them myself. They were sold as "weekend jeans", so I guess we aren't supposed to wear our boyfriend jeans on casual Fridays.
It was exhausted trying on multiple pairs of jeans, Note to self, perhaps 41 is too old, too tall, and too heavy to shop at Old Navy. I don't think I fall within their target demographic of a 4 foot 11, 13 year old size 2 girl. I was shopping in the "women's" section but I think it refers to very young women, perhaps women who just that morning became a woman and now needs to buy some new jeans.
I didn't make more cookies for Dogger. I was going to but then I ended up babysitting Nephy and I wasn't around the house much. I have never baby sat for him before and before this weekend I had never changed his diaper or fed him. His sister is three and I've never baby sat her either and I never changed any of her diapers. Apparently my reputation as a baby hating scum bag is pretty well entrenched.
I was glad to see that diapers and diapering haven't changed much since I worked daycare, I was relived to see that everything is still in the same place and there hasn't been any upgrades in the years since I was last in the business. I did thoroughly mess up their diaper genie and I'm pretty sure I put the last diaper on backwards - but I think it was a defective diaper because I tried it both ways and it was backward both times. I managed to not diaper his head so I still count it as a win.
Is Sotchi another word for Soviet? Some of those CGI ice sculptures in their film smacked of 5 Year Plans and looked torn from Soviet propaganda posters.
I bought new jeans. I know you've all been standing by with baited breath about that. I would have replaced them earlier but I wasn't sure what the official mourning period was and I didn't want to be seen as being thoughtless or not caring about them.
As the other jeans died at Christmas and now we're looking down Easter, I think I waited a fair amount of time. They weren't nice jeans anyway, they were Sam's Club brand so if I had run to Sam's that afternoon and picked up a new pair I think would have been safe, I believe that the mourning period for really nice, high end jeans like 7 for All Man Kind jeans is something like 27 months. I should have gone back in December because when I went back to Sam's in February they no longer carried them in my size.
Bummer.
Old Navy was having a sale and so I decided I had mourned an appropriate period and I went to get new ones. Do you know how many kinds of jeans Old Navy carries? About 267 and none of them are called "I Fit Diana" and that doesn't count the "boyfriend jeans" that look like your boyfriend ran over them with his truck and then used them to paint his bathroom. When my jeans start to look like them, I buy new ones. I would have liked the style if they had carried any that didn't have paint splotches and rips included as I prefer to customize them myself. They were sold as "weekend jeans", so I guess we aren't supposed to wear our boyfriend jeans on casual Fridays.
It was exhausted trying on multiple pairs of jeans, Note to self, perhaps 41 is too old, too tall, and too heavy to shop at Old Navy. I don't think I fall within their target demographic of a 4 foot 11, 13 year old size 2 girl. I was shopping in the "women's" section but I think it refers to very young women, perhaps women who just that morning became a woman and now needs to buy some new jeans.
I didn't make more cookies for Dogger. I was going to but then I ended up babysitting Nephy and I wasn't around the house much. I have never baby sat for him before and before this weekend I had never changed his diaper or fed him. His sister is three and I've never baby sat her either and I never changed any of her diapers. Apparently my reputation as a baby hating scum bag is pretty well entrenched.
I was glad to see that diapers and diapering haven't changed much since I worked daycare, I was relived to see that everything is still in the same place and there hasn't been any upgrades in the years since I was last in the business. I did thoroughly mess up their diaper genie and I'm pretty sure I put the last diaper on backwards - but I think it was a defective diaper because I tried it both ways and it was backward both times. I managed to not diaper his head so I still count it as a win.
Is Sotchi another word for Soviet? Some of those CGI ice sculptures in their film smacked of 5 Year Plans and looked torn from Soviet propaganda posters.
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