I’m not sure how many people that will see this are familiar with the (now-defunct) TV show Firefly, but I ordered a knit Jayne Cobb hat for Scott and it arrived in Friday’s mail. I’m trying to get him to go as Jayne for Halloween, since I think he could pull it off really well. Here’s a picture:
and, if you have no idea what I’m talking about, here’s a poorly lit screenshot from the show for reference.
I came home from work last night to find that a late birthday present from Scott had arrived (he got me other stuff on time, don’t worry): the famous, Emily-approved Egg & Muffin Toaster. I tried it out this morning and there was kind of a weird plasticky smell while it was running, but I think that was just due to the newness; I ran all the removeable parts through the dishwasher last night, but probably should have done a couple of empty toast cycles before I tried to make anything in it. Other than that, I used wheat bread, egg, and a piece of Morningstar Bacon (not to be confused with Beggin’ Strips) and it was great. I need to get better about taking pictures for this thing.
The other night, Scott and I made the potato soup that I posted a couple entries down, but with a twist: Scott had bought some black potatoes at the natural market down the street from our house. The soup still tasted good, but it came out a very … interesting bluish-gray color. I took a picture but don’t have my camera on me right now, so I’ll post them later.
On another note, my friend Sarah’s dad was admitted to the hospital the day before yesterday. He has had some fluid buildup in his abdomen so they have been running tests and checking for cirrhosis, and they are supposed to be draining the fluid today. If you could keep him in your prayers, it would be much appreciated. Thanks.
You see, a few months ago, my boyfriend, an important doctor, went to Cambodia to work with underpriveleged kids. Well, he hadn’t been calling or writing, and after calling Cambodia to ask about him, I found out that he had moved on to Vietnam to work with kids exposed to Agent Orange. Then, I started having these weird dreams that he was drowning and asking for my help, and my elderly psychic neighbor upstairs thinks it’s important to listen, so, long story short, I’m going to Vietnam essentially on a whim.
Oh no wait, that’s Mary Worth.
Which leads us to topic 2: Yes, I read Mary Worth. I realized how awesomely bad it is when she got a stalker who looked exactly like Captain Kangaroo who would pop out of random bushes to insinuate lewd and inappropriate things to her like going on a date sometime, then she and her equally smug friends decided to hold an intervention for him, after which he became so distraught that he drunkenly drove off a cliff and died. Sweet.
Yikes, it’s been a while since I’ve updated this thing. After coming back from Christmas, my friend Jennifer came to visit from Kansas City and I’ve been getting over a pretty bad cold for the past week. Exciting!
So in the interest of putting something of substance in here for once, I’m going to steal Kit’s schtick temporarily and post a recipe for soup that I made for a New Year’s Eve party I went to. Enjoy!
