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March Comes in like a Cow
I just got tired of those 40 days and 40 nights. It seemed much longer than that, and it's not even over.
And FALSE to Wabbit's TPBM. I can listen to spring puttering patter endlessly. You see, I actually like this miserable snowy winter, which by the way is in full force today -- big storm out there right now, so I'm not really jealous, but I love hearing about it. Or perhaps I drank too much water today and I'm loopy. What a gross mess I found in the mud room today when I went to put away some groceries. DH had stopped by Sam's Club last week and one of the things I asked him to get was a case of V-8. It had been sitting on the washer since Friday; DD and I both had pulled cans out, but I hadn't moved the pile of stuff yet. I figured today that I might not be able to put off the laundry any longer, so I put it all away. When I came to the flat of V-8, the cans were dirty on the bottom, and the box looked wet, so I cut it open and discovered that 2 cans had been smashed open by something and there was this bloom of mold growing between them. :fr: Yeccccccch! It didn't smell up the room or anything. About a quarter of the cans were dented. Nasty. Quote:
The recipe I tried was a Chili recipe with steak and sausage. It was really good, although I went easy on the jalepeno and it didn't have any heat to it because of that (I'm the only one in this house who will eat hot stuff). Here's the recipe. Or, "place your mouse here and click" as Cowpern would say. TPBM is glad she doesn't live in Maine. Kiwi |
Truish- It'd be one heck of a commute! But I'd love a summer place in Maine... the closer to B-town the better so I could go on yarn buying sprees with DD and paint the Marginal Way and visit the Alpacas SW of Kennebunk!!
DD skidded in Boston's white-out... but is OK. She says two SUV drivers sort of tailed her til she got off the hiway. I'm thinking they were wary of her and were keeping their distance. She, however, is an OPTIMIST, and thinks they were protecting her and making sure nothing worse happened. AND she's going to read up on Sno-plow ettiqutte: To pass or not to pass, and when. Those are the questions. I only ate dinner today. I'd decided not to eat until I was hungry. It was 4:30 pm. Probably because I stayed home and was at the computer. I LOVE writing stuff on the computer. Funny how doing something not-so-fun makes me think I "ought" to have something to eat. I hope this bit of awareness will last through whatever boring/challenging events march my way tomorrow. TPBM eats her kids' Easter candy. |
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Never -- unless of course it is offered. But the rest of the bags of candy that didn't fit in the basket? Oh yeah, that's mine.
Glad your DD didn't hit anything. She is delightfully idealistic about the other drivers, but I have my doubts. Maybe here in TinyTown that might happen, doubtful in Boston. Snowplow etiquette? Always pass if it's safe! Trouble comes in when you have impatient people behind you -- I usually let them go first rather than take any risks. We got about a foot of snow over the past day -- and it drifted like crazy. I have to include a very cool photo here. TPBM is shivering after looking at this photo I forgot to mention that that was taken out my kitchen window toward the lake, and the double line going across? That's my clothesline! At least 6 feet off the ground! Kiwi |
No, I'm not shivering, but I bet you are. Another balmy day here in paradise. I looked out my window today to see a mama and papa bird building a nest in my birdhouse, our plum tree in full bloom, daffodils and a flowering magnolia bloomed out. I'd take a picture, but you'd send somebody out to hunt me down.
I have heartburn. I never get heartburn. It hurts. Tomorrow I go for an ultrasound of the abdomen to see if they can figure out why Aunt Flo's been visiting for 3 1/2 weeks now. I'm sure it has something to do with menopause. bleeeh. DH is on my last nerve. I want him to do a simple house project. He keeps saying he'll do it, but he doesn't. If he doesn't want to do it, he should just say so, then I'd hire somebody, but he keeps insisting that he'll get to it soon. I'm thinking of going on strike. TPBM always uses chopsticks at Chinese restaurants. |
Nope, I always forget entirely about chopsticks, unless someone else mentions it. Then I use them. Except with the soup... :rofl:
Birds building nests! How quaint..and, I don't know, spring-like. :df: I live on another planet. :rolleyes: My Martha Stewart chili gave me heartburn :hot:. And my DD is not happy that I changed my chili recipe anyway. She loves my regular recipe, so I guess I should stop experimenting. Today I experimented with my salmon recipe. Once again because of that diabolical Everyday Food. It was less than an unqualified success, I must say. Mine's better. Wab, you must be making up for my having no visit from Auntie at all since January. This is the second time in 6 months that I've skipped. Got the crampy twinges anyway at the appropriate time, so I'm not especially impressed with the whole idea. TPBM needs a good stretch. :sp: Kiwi |
True. Missed my walk today and my feet are itchy again.
But seeing as how it is almost 1 am, I think I'll go to bed and stretch tomorrow. Has anybody picked up The Fat Girls Guide to Life? Lots of attitude... and pretty fine advice about having a life even if we're fat... rather than putting everything off "until" we are thin. She also gives up the idea of "goal"/perfect weight. And pointed out that the government and corporate America are invested in all of us fatties... because it is a billion dollar business (more or less). If Jenny Craig worked in TYPICAL situations, don't you think we'd all be getting thin? I mean, how many of US are all that "atypical"? And how come the USDA preferred to subsidize corn farmers instead of the national well-being when they decided to add high fructose corn syrup to just about everything? And how stupid is our culture when thin people feel bad about their bodies, too? I am learning to love my body which is perfect as it is... though it could use a little improvement. TPBM writes limericks. |
Sometimes, but not today. Today I have on my favorite low heeled sandals that are super comfy.
Peachez, I saw that show. Dr. Phil was way off the mark with that one. I thought both spouses needed to share the blame. Sure, she's always cooking up new projects for him, but he could always say no. I think they both probably watch a little too much HGTV, with all their home improvement shows where entire homes are transformed in a half hour. The actual work involved is always 10x's as much as expected. The thing I want DH to take care of is 10 years ago we remodeled our bedroom. He did a beautiful job. Looks like new except he never put new baseboard molding up. A simple thing --- but it's been 10 flippin' years now and no baseboard in sight. He said "it's not like I haven't been busy lately" I said "for the last ten years???!!!!????? " TPBM could have written the fat girls guide to life. |
Hmm. I guess not; I never thought of myself as a fat girl, just overweight. I suppose that's their point, "fat girl" is a description--just like "wiry guy"--that doesn't have to be weighted (;) ) with negative connotations. "Overweight" obviously implies something wrong. But I can't change my perception anyway; I do think this is a problem and I wasn't fat as a girl, so the change is most definitely negative. It needs fixing. I guess I could write the overweight woman's guide to what not to do.
Dr. Phil should blow it out his shorts. He's probably just as bad about ever finishing home projects as they are. Wouldn't it be just hunky-dory if someone would fork over the dough to get all the projects done for us too? I always thought he was against living in a fantasy world :dunno: I have nothing to say, which explains why I've only been ranting for a measly 2 paragraphs. It's a beautiful sunny day (which usually means my kitchen ceiling will start leaking) -- I should go out and do some snowshoeing. :sunny: TPBM tried to make a snowman with the 1/2" of snow they got one year when she was 5. She got in trouble for getting her clothes all muddy. Kiwi, who at age 5 was helping her brother make a giant snowfort in the front yard of their Mass. home and the mean boy down the block came over and stomped it |
HEY! I hate answering my own posts! Get in here!
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I was 7 when we had the 1 snowfall of my childhood, and indeed we had to drive 20 miles for me to even see the white stuff on the ground. I had chickenpox at the time, so playing in the snow was never considered an option.
Wabby, have you read The Fat Girl's Guide to Life? I think I'll go get a drink and read some more. Her attitude is sassy enough that maybe I won't drive to CVS for (more) Cadbury Eggs. And if I'm honest, I must confess I need to re-do my weight tracker. I'm heading in the wrong direction.... :dizzy: :dizzy: Um... here's a colorful :devil: (and no doubt untrue) story regarding Dr. Phil: Dr. Phil was conducting a session with four young mothers and their small children. "You all have obsessions," he observed. To the first mother, he said, "You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy." He turned to the second mom. "Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny." He turns to the third mom. "Your obsession is alcohol. This too, manifests itself in your child's name, Brandy." At that point, the fourth mother got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, "Come on Dick, we're leaving". TPBM has a child name Solomon... do you think it's about IQ or fish? |
I'll bite :dizzy: -- why fish?
Oh, and false. I don't think I've ever even met anyone named Solomon. But the name is starting to grow on me. I have a nephew named Cameron. Not that that's anything like Solomon, although it is also 3 syllables and ends with on. We just came back from the local hospital's annual variety show. It was long and uneven. Very odd assortment of entertainment. Amidst all the local talent, they had a student string quartet from a town an hour north of here play. They were excellent; I totally enjoyed the first 2 pieces they played. I thought the 3rd, while good, was pushing the attention span of the audience. Then they played a 4th. Then they switched 2 of the musicians and one of them played a flute part for a fifth song. Then they informed us that the next piece had a slight break in the middle while everybody turned their pages. :shrug: AND STILL THEY WERE NOT DONE! Seven. Seven classical string pieces in the middle of a hospital variety show, otherwise consisting of a questionable but lovable barbershop choir, various ladies of a certain age singing various forgettable songs while wearing various black glittery tops, a few men doing humor, alternately medical and "local" in nature, teenagers dancing, an over the top family of "hillbillies" lip-syncing to "Papa Played Bass", and the finale, numerous participants of both sexes dressed in black pantyhose and garbage bags ("The Prunes") dancing to "I Heard It Through the Grapevine". Now where exactly does the 30 minute string quartet recital fit into all this? As interestingly eclectic as it all was, I much preferred the high school variety show. TPBM likes shredding things. Kiwi |
just wanted to put up this url; it has a list of really good motivational tips
Here Clicketh :dance: |
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False. I had coffee.
No, she's going to take it in May, then the SAT IIs in June. How about DS? I am also a blobbo. Mentally and physically. TPBM wants a refund. Kiwi |
if you need me I'll be in a pineapple under the sea
True. I'm wondering if they'll let me trade in this life for another one? Whatever in the world possessed me back then to give birth to one kid 4 days before dh's birthday and the other 7 days later? (no, not weird twins - three years apart). That's right, the annual Two Weeks of Birthdays from H*ll is officially over. ds9's birthday was Friday and he had his kids' party today. All SpongeBob, all the time. I may post pictures when I can stand up again. That's how tired I am. One of my kids was named after Kiwi's nephew, or vice versa. My parents' dachshund had the same name as Kiwi's half-sister and their husky shared Kiwi's name. Enough weirdness? No? Read on.
Umm...don't laugh, but this morning at 6 a.m. I woke to a violent buzzing in my ear. I swatted at the culprit, a smallish fly,from the sound of it, but I have this weird feeling that instead of flying away, it fly flew INTO my ear. I can't feel anything now but I'm still worried. Will they'll think I'm an idiot if I go to the doctor on Monday and make an appointment for him to look in my ear? If there's a fly in there, will it fall out on its own when it gets all dried up and crusty? Maybe I can develop another mysterious malady by then and use that as an excuse. TPBM sleeps with earplugs |
Frequently true. Although lately, not so much. DH got a new version of his cpap machine and it works better. For me at least. He claims to be waking up a lot, but the really important thing is that I don't have to wear earplugs to sleep.
Oh yeah, if there's a fly in your ear, I would not recommend wearing earplugs to bed. It puts me in mind of when DD goes to sleep with the cat in her room with the door closed. Much scratching in the middle of the night. :lol: I've always heard that if something flies into your ear, you should shine a flashlight in your ear, because insects are attractive to light. hee hee, sounds very silly, but it could work. Actually you should try flushing your ear with warm water if you have a bulby thing to do it with. I needed more coffee this afternoon, so I made a pot of flavored coffee -- vanilla hazelnut -- just because I had some of the stuff. It's blecchy, although not so bad that I'm not drinking it. TPBM drinks only flavored coffee. Kiwi |
HURRAH!!!! THIS IS ALMOST TRUE!!! I LOVE THE FLAVOURED COFFEE AT THE JAVAMOOSE CAFE IN THE MARKET!!! Howevery i love Timmy's too which is not flavoured! i had a LONG week at work---the girl who worked in the shop that was there before mine now works for me---she comes in at two so i can go get ds from school and go HOME for the rest of the day====well ,this was the march break so she went skiiing so i was stuck there every day from nine to SIX and sometimes later----PLUS i have a crappy cold===sneezing,tired,coughing,and PMS to go with it AND my favourite gardener man who lives up the street and has the best garden in the city AND who i go to the plant sales with every spring{he's 64} DIED yesterday of Lung CAncer---i am so depressed about this---he was the nicest man and ds and i used to go up to his garden and chat with him all summer---------------this will be the second funeral in a week that i will be attending--------------ANYway---the shop is doing quite well except for a lady who came in and was extremely rude---i will post her conversation for you to analyze later!!---dd is home for the weekend so i must go and talk with her------------ I MISS YOU GUYS!!!!
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I'm so sorry to hear about your favorite gardener neighbor, Bagz, that's very sad. Knowing how nice your garden always is, his must have been a real delight and an inspiration.
Sounds like you are absolutely hopping at the store! Next week will ease up I hope, with your "staff" back at work. You're such an entrepreneur. :cheers: I think we should organize a shopping tour and all show up and be rude and obnoxious as only Americans can really be. TPBM is tearing her hair out. Kiwi |
Hey kiwonkers---- i am sure i will be tearing me hair out come tomorrow===i finally finished painting the "logo" of sorts on my sign for the market---my cousin painted the lettering for me a few weeks ago---i will take a shot of it and sent it around for your perusal-----SO HERE IS MY STORY!!!--- this lady ----she was about fifty ish----she was sort of big {let's just say,she could consider posting here},she had short sprocky ,kind of cool hair---dyed reddish blonde---cool glasses and really cool earrings on----she was standing looking in at the shop----i said " i like your earrings" -she told me they were "antique"-----then she looked back into the shop and said "I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN THIS SHOP!"---"THE OTHER SHOP WAS JUST LIKE A PICTURE FRAME THAT YOU WANTED TO WALK INTO---I WANTED TO BUY EVERYTHING IN THAT STORE-----I WOUDLN'T BUY ANYTHING IN THIS STORE"----- i was just sick---to hear that after being in there for twelve hours the night before---i felt like bawling----but i came out from behind the counter and said "What don't you like about the store"---and she proceeded to tell me that the pottery was "out" and the stained glass looked like something "your grandmother would like"----she said it was one dimensional and needed things hanging from the ceiling etc etc etc-----it was also annoying because i only have half my stock and half the cabinetry but at this point i didn't feel like defending myself-----then she said "I AM VERY HONEST" { i thought---'it's a good thing i'm a phoney}------as she left,she tapped a turntable i was painting and said "I LIKE THAT"---- i said "well that's mine" and she said "well,do more of that" and she parted with "i'll be by to see how you're doing'------------------I FELT LIKE SH*T THE REST OF THE DAY----TOLD DH I WAS QUITTING MY JOB---------- anyway----the rest of the week was better and i told everyone i knew about her and now everyone wants to see who she is!!!!!!!---------------------TPBM THINKS I SHOULD STOP YAKKING ABOUT THE STUPID SHOP!!!!!
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Some people just have no manners!
False!!!! You can yakk about your LOVELY, WONDERFUL shop as much as you want to and that woman was SO RUDE!!! I'm sure I would have burst into tears. What a hag. :mad: I'd like to know what makes her think she's so special. And you don't have to defend yourself - it's YOUR shop, you do what you want and sell what you want and she can blow it out her big baggy shorts. Maybe you can find out if she's a local and have her poisoned. Ha ha. Better not do that. Can't sell gifts from jail (well, Martha probably could).:lol: Here's a hug --> {{{:o}}}
So sorry about your gardener friend. The best ones, gardeners or otherwise, always leave us too early, don't they? TPBM feels like she's treading water and going nowhere fast. |
In a blobby funk, too
True. Not treading so much as doing the dead man's float.
Baggz, sorry about the gardener-- I think when we've made friends with people and found something we have in common, it is especially hard to have them leave... whether by death or any other form of re-location. I hope that you have some plants that prevail and remind you of the good times you had. The brutally honest woman of size MIGHT be an asset-- once you are not exhausted. IF she would buy everything she recommends you might have found a cash cow. If she knows what other people would buy... well, then you'd have two useful opinions, your and hers. Did she even KNOW you were the proprietess? If she did, she's mean spirited rather than honest and ought to get a dose of her own dishing! Soloman sort of sounds like salmon. It was a joke. Ha. Wisdom or Omega3's... take your pick. My children are named (accidentally) after the kids in Peter Pan. With "Neverland" in the news, it is an embarrassment.... The names-- not my kids. I must have a bit of breakfast... and a gallon of water. TPBM is in the midst of seizing the day. (You go girl) |
False. I tried to seize it but it got away from me.
DH & I took friday off and went on our maiden voyage in our new-to-us motorhome. We went to the beach and it was absolutely beautiful there. Sunny and warm. We walked on the beach, we took naps, I read, DH watched movies, and we ate a ton of food!!!! Bagzie, some ppl don't know what they're talking about. Maybe she has shop envy or something. Whatever, but don't let such a tactless person bother you. Everybody seems to have an opinion, eh? Too bad she had to give you hers when you've been working so hard. That's so sad about your gardener friend. I know how valuable a nursery and plant sale companion can be. Absolutely priceless. Sugar, our birthdays are in the spring too, except for DH's which is in July. My poor sister's family birthdays are all between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I'd cancel Christmas if I had to deal with all that. I'm so happy to hear you survived another year. It get easier when you don't have to do the kid party and the family party. Now we just usually go out to dinner together. Life does get easier. Hey - about the fly in your ear - that happened to Grandpa Jim once. He actually did have a big moth in his ear. DH irrigated that sucker out with one of those bulb syringes that you use on babies. Grandpa kept swearing that he could hear buzzing and everybody thought he was getting dotty, but the old guy knew the difference between a buzz and ringing in your ears! Painty, I should go change my weight tracker thingie too. I'm going to give it a month before I acknowledge that I've actually gained 4 pounds. eek. I've been using food as comfort. Bad Wabbit. Maybe we should change from cows to blobbos. I'm feeling pretty blobbo-ish myself. The ultrasound (which by the way was not just an abdominal ultrasound- thank you very much and with a young cutey pie ultrasound tech-argh!) tells me that I have fibroids which I understand there are a couple of treatments for, none of which are very pleasant. I. Am. Falling. Apart. TPBM wore platform shoes in hi-skool. |
Well, true. I wasn't supposed to have to answer my own TPBM. Where is everybody? Did I chase you off w/ all my talk of nice weather? I'll shut up about it.
I missed bunco last Saturday. It was at my little sister's house so the food was absolutely the best. I know because my little sister is the best cook in the world. Pretty much. I had my hair cut and colored yesterday. My usual honey blonde highlights came out brassy and my bangs came out too short. I hate it when that happens. Today is DS's 22nd birthday. He's still living at home. How long before I tell him he's got to get his own place? I like having him around, but he's very messy and his girlfriend is at our house every, and I mean every day. Summer's coming and that means lots of his friends will be hanging around our house on the weekends. They're messy too. How long do you think before he'd move if I charged him rent? TPBM is known as a gourmet cook. |
hahahah-----gourmet cook me arse----lucky to have homemade pasta sauce once in a while!!! i am home for a minute and then i have to go BACK THERE.i left my niece in charge---she is pretty and sweet so that should be great---i am ugly and sour---not so good-----------------wabby---your weather sounds so divine----the jeweller i am dealing with in british columbia tells me she saw a hummingbird today-----TBPM has a fat arse---did i say that already???
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Oh heck, I wanted to answer the platform shoes question, but I took too long writing a reply (like all afternoon). Anyway, whose arse are you calling fat anyway? Them's fightin' words, girl. Oh nevermind, it's true. I've got a fat arse. On the positive side, there are parts of me that are fatter.
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By the way, I love the sign; it's really cool!! Wabby, I didn't know you got a motor home! (Or I forgot :doh: ) How fun! Icko on the fibroids, don't it suk to get old? My gyn. office called me the other day to inform me that I'd missed my mammo appointment. Gee, ooops. I guess I really have to go do that. Golly, I can hardly wait. I wrote this long painful description of what I did yesterday and I decided you all did not want to read it here, so I'm putting it in my journal and calling it "Do It Yourself Day". Congrats on Wabbsterson's birthday! I suppose, he might have to become an adult one of these days. I think you should employ each and every one of his friends when they come over. Here, you take out the garbage. You, do a little vacuuming, won't you? :lol: TPBM is sore from exercising, unlike me who is sore from my new career in weightlifting (see my journal entry on the main 3fc journal page or here http://www.3fatchicks.com/journals/i...omments/25809/ ) Not sure if that's the right link, but you'll find it somewhere over there. Kiwi |
Fasle. Tired. Not exercising. Canin't spell.
I have been absent because my puter is dying. The new one is in teh box in the LR but DS is not anxious to plug it in. Says he has homework to do or something. I will try to pay closer attention to you all but now I must go stick labels on books. Then we can give them away to people who pull the stickers off becaue they're covering up stuff. TPBM takes vitamins |
Pffffff.
False. But I should start. I feel about 80 today except with the hormonal ups and downs of an almost 42-year-old. Bleh. My hair however, is a lovely chestnut colour, this week anyway.
Nothing to report. My life is bland. I need to change something. Don't know what yet. Kids have Easter holidays starting Monday. The I can sleep. And maybe exercise. We'll see. Crocuses are up and blooming, daffodils next week. Because I make a point of always being at least two years behind the times, I am reading "The DaVinci Code" right now. After that I will read "Decoding the DaVinci Code" or whatever it's called and know everything. TPBM has had her eyelashes dyed. |
Rarely. Do I need them? I had Swiss Chard for dinner last night.
Actually, that was the yummiest dinner. I made a pot roast, with veggie gravy (I pulverize all the veggies that have been cooking with the roast--no potatoes), noodles and sauteed red chard with garlic. Oh my, too good. Really made a giant mess in the kitchen too. Which I only half cleaned up. DD went with the less expensive, red Internet prom dress. Should be here by Monday. I hope it fits. Personally I preferred the tangerine colored one, but $50 more for different color didn't sit well with her. And I made it her decision -- I told her I'd pay $100, anything over that she could negotiate for (or pay herself). I'm trying to remember if I've ever paid $100 for a dress other than my wedding dress in my life. I don't think so. We have a big evening planned. The high school classes are putting on a fundraiser at McDonald's tonight -- for 3 hours the teachers do the cooking and serving, and the profits go to the jr/sr prom and project graduation. And if eating at McD's isn't thrill enough, I get to go be queen scribe at the boosters meeting. TPBM made her own prom dress. Kiwi |
:o How embarrassing; I answered the vitamin question, instead of the eyelash question. Or maybe I didn't :s:
Oo Crocuses! Oo Daffodils! The only thing we're growing around here is impatient for spring. Well, not really, we are very realistic, we realize we don't have spring in this region. We have mud season in April/May, then Sprummer in June. You still have to answer my TPBM above. I'm not thinking up a new one. Kiwi |
False. I know I've told you all before that I have the longest eyelashes in the world. Maybe. I still wear mascara, though, because they're my claim to fame and I like the attention. ;) If Peaches would come visit me she could tell you it's true. She'd also tell you I have chronic red eyes. Too much reading, computer use and contact lens wear.
It will make you all so happy to hear that our springtime is over and the rain is back. For today, anyway. Gray, sloggy, blustery rain. I wore sandals to work so my feet will be soaked and cold by the time I get home. The weatherman only said a chance of light showers. Not nasty, pouring rain that I'd need hip waders for. Are you posting a picture of the red prom dress, Kiwi? or do we have to wait for prom night photos? Sugar, just the fact that you're only almost 42 is glamourous enough. You're in the springtime of your 40's! From my vantage point that looks pretty good. I'm in the twilight of my 40's. I will be 49 next month, and you know what that means---- good lord, 50 is almost here. I hope it's a good fifty, though. I'm so happy to hear that your hair is a lovely chestnut color. Takes away the pain of my brassy color job. Actually I've decided that my hair is ok. Must have been the lighting when I first looked at it. DH bought some pork rinds and left them here in the office w/ me. Can you imagine anything grosser than eating deep fried fat???? It didn't stop me. Oh how terribly embarassing. I didn't see Kiwi's last TPBM because it's light aqua color that fades into my screen. Hmmm. I didn't make my own prom dress. I bought it, but I was so busty (back then) that I had to have an evil contraption to hold the girls up and in and I was terribly uncomfortable all evening. I'm developing a little fat roll that hangs over my waistline. It's kind of cute. Maybe I'll keep it. TPBM has never eaten swiss chard. |
I dunno. Is Swiss Chard the same as kale? If it is, I've eaten it, if not, I should try it. I didn't know it came in red. I like trying new vegetables. And just to be really confusing, yes, I made my own prom dress back in 1981. I may still have it somewhere. Not sure.
Ooh, yes, pic of the red prom dress, please. Back in the day, prom dresses only came in cheesy colours like white or baby blue. The one I made was white, the one I wore to my high school boyfriend's prom was pink (100% polyester!!) and the the one I wore to some-other-guy-who-couldn't-find-a-date-and-chose-me's prom was pale blue. I was so not-busty back then that I didn't need anything at all to hold up the girls. Those were the days. Geez. Pork rinds are the food of the gods, Wabby! Lard fried in lard...mmmmm! I am REALLY trying to watch my eating from now on so I will try not to think about anything lardy. Must go buy Easter stuff for the masses before it's all gone. Big supply and demand problems at the supermarkets here. The early bird gets the chocolate bunnies. TPBM had completed all seven of her Easter displays. |
I have no swiss chard lately but I LOVE IT. It is not the same as Kale. It's colorful and fresh tasting.
No Easter displays. Would that be miniature stations of the cross? I have a job interview this afternoon that's a job I need to get, I think. It will evolve into a state job which is a good thing. I am eating pistachios and thinking of basing my diet around them. That mid-eastern food is SOOO GOOOOD> All of it. That I've had. We have an Ali Baba restaurant here (not Dogpatch ... the town where I work) that is just tooo wonderful. DS and Herbie leave for Barcelona next week. Herbie says DS should bring $100 a day to spend. Does that sound right? He has to buy his lunch and dinner and whatever else he wants but $100 a day? That's abut Eu70, right? How do you write 70 Euros? TPBM could improve the layout of the phone book. |
True. Wouldn't take much, would it?
I think that $100/day is probably pretty close. Of course he shouldn't have to spend that much, but you don't want him to go hungry, eh? The trip that DD's French club is planning for next year has a suggestion of 300-500 spending money for the week, and they don't even have to pay for dinners or breakfasts. Isn't Euro Eu? Or is it EWWW Swiss chard comes in several colors. All the leaves are green, but the ribs are white or yellow or crimson. I was watching that Martha show on PBS Everyday Food and they said that it is more related to beets than to kale. Is good stuff, mild tasting. :) :lucky: A Happy St. Patrick's Day to you all! :lucky: :) I have to make corned beef dinner tonight. DH brought it home the other day. Guess I shouldn't have made a pot roast the day before yesterday. :rolleyes: We're going to OD on beef. And he didn't even buy any cabbage to go with it! :eek: (Nobody but me in this house can stand cabbage) TPBM forgot all about St. Patrick's Day Kiwi |
False. I wore a black outfit, but I have on a green tank top that shows just a little. That's as into St. Paddy's day as I get.
How do you cook swiss chard? I think I need to try something new. Maybe some swiss chard would be enough to make Sugar's life less bland. No? Peach, this free trip from Herbie is starting to sound expensive. Don't they have a Wendy's dollar menu over there??? I hope you get the cushy government job. My sister called to remind me Easter is coming up and that my house would be a great place for Easter dinner. TPBM is planning on drinking at least one green beer today. |
False. Teetotallaer here.
Wash the chard. Slice it up including the pretty stems. Steam it. It's very very good and highly nutritious I'm sure. I must leave in 1/2 hour for the interview. ABout to get nervous. I also applied at a rental car thing at the airport and they're offering me an interview. The hours would be crummythough. What do u think they pay? TPBM does laundry every day. |
False. If I did laundry every day my laundry room wouldn't look the way it does and everyone wouldn't be down to their last pair of emergency underpants.
Ah, I got a gardening catalogue today and now I know what swiss chard looks like. Not like kale. Sort of beety and spinachy at the same time, right? EUR 70 or €70 is the way to write it. That sounds like a good amount just to be sure- he can bring some back. I don't know how expensive Spain is these days. Is he taking traveller's cheques? TPBM says BarTHelona. |
False but I know that is the cool way to say it. I used to know a Mexican guy who used to say v instead of b or something to try to sound cosmopolitan.
I don't know how the interview went. They were so insistent that you have to be NICE and SMILE when you work there that I didn't know if their smiles at me were sincere. He has travelers cheques and EUR 100 from his last trip with Herbie. Ought to be enough. Herbie thinks the young guys will go off by themselves. I think they'll end up in girlie shows. How much do they cost? TPBM has been insulted by a stranger this week. |
Goodness no, not in this little burg.
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Barthelona? I'll be doggoned. I thought that was a lisp. We learned when we were in Hungary 110 years ago that Budapest is really two cities and they are pronounced Buda and Pesht. And then we saw a guy standing on a street corner with his hand down the front of the dress of the woman next to him. I came away with the idea that Hungary, although politically repressed, was a rather lusty place. This is how I like to make Swiss Chard (or fresh spinach, for that matter). I know I saw this same method on TV recently, but I can't find it in Everyday Recipes, which is the only cooking show I've been watching, so I'll just tell you how I do it. Rinse all the chard in a big bowl or sumpin -- Submerge it, we want it nice and wet. Take each leaf out and on a cutting board, slice out the thick rib part. Rip the leaf in half or quarters and put it back in the rinse water. When you get all the ribs on the cutting board, slice them in ½-1" chunks. Mince or press a garlic clove (or a few if you love lots of garlic). Heat a wok or large (12") frying pan real hot. Make sure you have a lid for this pan to use later. Add some olive or other oil, 1 or 2 tablespoons. Toss the garlic in and let it start sizzling. Throw the rib chunks in. Turn down the heat just a little (maybe Med. Hi), sautée for 5-10 minutes, moving things around so they don't burn. Drain the water off the leaves. Shake them only a little -- you want water on them. With your frying pan still very hot, dump the whole bunch into the pan and clamp the lid down on it (be sure to tuck in the stray ends...). Give it a minute or two and steam should start to escape, then turn it down low and let it steam for a few minutes. Salt and pepper it. Hopefully nothing will be irretrievably stuck to the pan, but let's face it, that's the part you get to eat in the kitchen after dinner. This stuff cooks down to very little -- the three of us ate an entire bunch the other night, and it wasn't any too much. I don't know what would happen if you tried to do 2 bunches in one pan. This recipe is like the one in the Joy of Cooking for Panned Spinach. MMmm. Not as healthy as steamed, I'm sure, but awesome stuff. My datter is at an impromptu birthday party watching movies. She doesn't have school tomorrow. I am thinking of dragging her to visit a college. It will have to be one she is not interested in, because that is all that is in quick driving distance. Never the less, I think it would be a worthwhile thing to do. TPBM thinks I have no life and is right. Kiwi |
Not true. You have a life. Right now it revolves around DD and her activities, and when you've prepared her for flying the nest, you'll have a different life. That is life, kiddo. Gosh, don't I sound wise??? heh.
I'm reading a new book. It's Brick Lane by Monica Ali. I think it's going to be really, really good. It's a good thing I have a new book because the guys just started a big contract job today and I'll be lonely for weeks here. My bleeding hearts are blooming. Both white and pink ones. TPBM thinks I have no life. |
FALSE. Best life = Bagz. Tied for second Wabbo, Kiwi, Painter and Sugar. Last is me. If I left anyone out, they should probably post more.
It is crazy how unhappy I am here at work. TPBM thinks Michael Jackson is innocent. |
:lol: :lol3: :rofl: Yep, he's as innocent as any twisted psycho nutcase could be. I think he may actually believe that it is okay to play footsie with little boys, but that doesn't make him innocent, it makes him insane. I think he's a real sad case, but he should still be locked up.
My cat is staring at me. I am teaching her social skills. I have taught her that if she hops down from the desk onto a chair, I will pet her. She is not a fast learner. I didn't take DD to any college today. We both decided we didn't want to spend 6 hours in the car to visit a college she wasn't interested in. Our reward is that she got her reply from Brown and she got a scholarship that pays for 1/3 of her course this summer. Yay. You're so wise, Wabbit. A vewwy vewwy wise wabbit. I just like saying that. I think it's sweet that your bleeding hearts are blooming. It's a beautiful sunny day here today, but it is beastly cold out, so I'm enjoying it from "within". TPBM gets fat just drinking coffee. Kiwi |
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