Rap and Swedish honky-tonk music: two great tastes that taste great together?
My cat is dumb January 28, 2008
Our younger cat, Goblin Face, has this habit of going up to a vertical glass surface, like the door of our barrister bookcase or the mirror on our closet, rearing up and then just pawing at it over and over with her front legs while staring straight up, like she’s on some sort of kitty treadmill pointed at heaven. I don’t know if she’s trying to open the door or what (because she’ll do the same maneuver on the bathroom door when it’s slightly ajar) but she doesn’t get the hint after a few seconds of it not working.
You can see Henry looking on disapprovingly in the background… and then immediately getting distracted by something. He’s no Nobel Prize winner either, folks.
My week thus far. January 24, 2008
Over the weekend, Scott and I learned to do the Aunt Jackie, got a crazy whim to make sugar cookies… and ended up making lavender sugar cookies, half with Frangelico icing and sprinkles and half with Grand Marnier icing.
Other than that, it was a boring few days… and then Scott threw his back out on Tuesday night. He was putting a liner in the wastebasket, then suddenly just kind of seized up and fell over. He was unable to get out of bed all day yesterday and he’s back at work today but is still feeling pretty crappy. Oh yeah, and he’s having problems with the network adapter in his computer, currently the only working computer in our house, so we can’t get on the internet at home. No pictures of sugar cookies for you!
Also, our lease is up in November so we have to decide if we’re staying here for a while longer or moving. GUH. Anyone have a free house they’re not using?
The Anti-Endorsement: Ice Breakers Sours Gum January 21, 2008
Scott and I were at the grocery store yesterday when I decided I wanted something sour. I saw this gum at the register and thought, why not? Well, let me tell you why not. This gum comes in a pack of three separate flavors. I’ve only tried two so far (I was hoping that the first was a fluke) but I think they took a page out of Willy Wonka’s book and tried to make them change flavors mid-chew. Only instead of roast beef and blueberry pie, Ice Breakers saw fit to make them change from rubbing alcohol to ashtray to … I don’t know, mustard strained through a pair of old pantyhose. They are nasty. I can only imagine that if I continued to chew them, I would balloon up Violet Beauregarde-style into a giant urinal cake and have to be rolled out by a janitor.
On a more positive note, my birthday was last Thursday. Scott and I went out to eat on the actual day and over the weekend, we went to see Sweeney Todd with some friends. I liked it, but I wish I had thought to make some beef pot pies beforehand. Maybe I’ll have a viewing party when it comes out on DVD.
Edited to add: Oh yeah, and I did make the chappal kebabs, along with some red pepper and walnut chutney, on Friday night (no pictures, though). They were delicious.
Super important update January 16, 2008
It ended up being French bread pizza. I went to the gym and was feeling super lazy when I got home. Sigh.
Oh hey check it out, I’m still alive. I forgot I had this thing for a little while.. let’s see here. So far in 2008, Scott and I finally, FINALLY have the same work schedule (plenty of time to get sick of each other on the weekends now), we’re trying to improve our rudimentary Spanish skills (muy despacio), Abby came to visit, and since yesterday I’ve been plotting my revenge on the guy who sits directly behind me at work. He has his cell phone ringer not only set to the Andy Griffith theme, but it’s turned all the way up. Lord, give me strength.
I got an Indian cookbook for Christmas, so tonight’s dinner will be either chappal kebabs … or homemade pizza. Depends on how much gumption I can muster up.