Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Instead I wrote life, lived it.
I will keep writing life and living it.
Good and bad, inane and profound.
Any way you look at it I seem to be unwilling to stop.
I'll be seeing ya.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Seriously, what do you think would pair nicely with this whine?
In other news my Big Girl is seventeen this morning as of 9:04 am. Where has the time gone? I can almost see "empty nest syndrome" up ahead, lurking in the shadows just waiting to pounce on my not so unsuspecting head. On the other hand, I am beginning to look forward to the day when she will be out of my day to day hair, her room will be clean and possibly even stay that way for longer than an hour.
Oh oh oh!
I have a secret...Shhh
I'll tell you tomorrow...
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
It looks just like the pile of bags for Goodwill that sometimes accumulates.
Every one's so used to seeing that they don't even wonder what's in the bag.
My brilliance knows no bounds!
*laughing at myself*
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Bring water to boil in large pot.
Add in 12oz of pasta-I like linguine or fettuccine for this
Cook to desired doneness-I like al dente, about 7-8 minutes.
In small bowl combine
2 eggs beaten
2 tablespoons cream, or milk-whatever is fine
1/4-1/2 cup grated parmesan cheese
When noodles are done drain and place back in pan(turn the stove off please-the rest is all done with residual heat)
Pour the egg mixture over the pasta and toss til the pasta is glossy. If you need to loosen up the sauce add in some pasta water if you thought to save any or a little splash of cream or milk.
Here's the fun part
Toss in a handful or two of bacon bits/pieces from the ginormous bag you bought at Sam's awhile back and then stir in a couple of seeded and chopped cluster tomatoes that you bought last week and forgot about because you put them on top of the tangerines and they just blended in too well and you look over and say "CRAP! WHAT THE HECK CAN I DO WITH THESE CAUSE THEY'RE ABOUT TO GO BAD!" and that's why you decided to make Pasta Carbonara for lunch in the first place. Oh, and you and the French kid are the only ones who like tomatoes anyway and she is there because she slept late and your policy is if you sleep late in this house, tough titty, you get to stay home and scrub the bathroom the right way and maybe tomorrow when it's time to get up and someone goes to wake you up(2x) you'll get your butt up and get ready for school.
B only slept in once for the record.
I don't think M will do again either.
Sprinkle extra parmesan on top and enjoy your pasta!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
This is your Christmas Tree on performance enhancing drugs
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Funk happens because
Funk happens because my
Funk happens because my spine
Funk happens because my spine and
Funk happens because my spine and my
Funk happens because my spine and my piriformis
Funk happens because my spine and my piriformis don't
Funk happens because my spine and my piriformis don't agree.
Because my spine
Because my spine and
Because my spine and my
Because my spine and my piriformis
Because my spine and my piriformis don't
Because my spine and my piriformis don't agree
Because my spine and my piriformis don't agree funk
Because my spine and my piriformis don't agree funk happened.
All that to say that I have discovered that I can't pick up anything while bent over at the waist.
You know how you do when you are getting the wet things out of the washer and throwing them into the dryer?
I can't do that anymore.
Well I can but it is unwise and leads to extended down time.
I'm rather tired of down time believe it or not.
In the mean time others have been "helping" with the laundry.
Rather inconsistently as I have recently discovered.
I need to rewash the clothes in the washing machine.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Gotten everything on my list that is.
Now, though, I keep thinking of more fun stuff to buy everyone on my list.
So, actually it seems that rather like the first pee when you've been drinking the beer, yesterday's first shopping trip just broke the seal.
Someone is gonna have to take away my car keys, cash, debit card, credit card and checkbook and maybe sit on me a little bit too.
I WANNA SHOP!
(sung, of course, to "I Wanna Rock" by Twisted Sister)