How lame am I today.
Today, I am so lame, I was watching Grumpy Cat videos, looked over at my own sleeping cat, and woke her, restarting the video so she could watch with me. Did I really think she'd find it humorous?
Also, I discovered Mennonites eat ramen noodles. I am infiltrating their secret society.
Monday, December 10, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
The other day I was walking in from outside and I got back outside 20 minutes later only to think that I am grateful there are no wild spider monkeys in America. Because I left the marshmallows out and hot dogs too. And because mostly, I wish there were wild spider monkeys. But that day, I was just grateful for what I had...No monkeys.
I discovered Pinterest, and so I'm cooking all these things I never cooked, and feeling this shared community thing, which is cool, and then I hit the Search, and type in 'Kitchen', and this lady had commented on Every post with a similar comment, "I wish I had this. One Day..." OR "I would love to have this! One day, I guess." So I kept scrolling, and more and more of this bullcrap, so then I see one, and it's a pic of a lawn with an old mug and an open book. Same comment.
And then I just had to comment that if she was not incarcerated, greenspace and a book may not be that elusive of a dream. I mean, right?
We got some chickens. They really rock. Ha, after I type that, I started thinking about rocks and eggs, and the similarness (and yes, I know I coulda wrote similarities. I made a choice there). And the Black Eyed Peas Rock That Body played in my head. But then they won't rock, they'll egg. Then I thought about how cool it would be if they laid coffee beans. Because organic coffee costs more than eggs.
And then how if Henny Penny is a rooster then we may make some soup.
Happy May to you. :)
I discovered Pinterest, and so I'm cooking all these things I never cooked, and feeling this shared community thing, which is cool, and then I hit the Search, and type in 'Kitchen', and this lady had commented on Every post with a similar comment, "I wish I had this. One Day..." OR "I would love to have this! One day, I guess." So I kept scrolling, and more and more of this bullcrap, so then I see one, and it's a pic of a lawn with an old mug and an open book. Same comment.
And then I just had to comment that if she was not incarcerated, greenspace and a book may not be that elusive of a dream. I mean, right?
We got some chickens. They really rock. Ha, after I type that, I started thinking about rocks and eggs, and the similarness (and yes, I know I coulda wrote similarities. I made a choice there). And the Black Eyed Peas Rock That Body played in my head. But then they won't rock, they'll egg. Then I thought about how cool it would be if they laid coffee beans. Because organic coffee costs more than eggs.
And then how if Henny Penny is a rooster then we may make some soup.
Happy May to you. :)
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Friday, March 30, 2012
Kissing boo boos.
Yesterday Steven had a boo boo on his arm.
Really a microscopic little dot of a boo boo, but he had scratched at it so it was bleeding.
"Will you kiss it?" he says. Ha.
But I'm not really a fan of bloody boo boos, so I just ignored it.
But then riding in the car, I looked at his little scab on his arm.
"Awww," I said.
"You wouldn't kiss it earlier," he says,"but if I thought you would now, I would scratch it back open?" :P
Also last night I saw a car flipped on its side on fire on the interstate. It was dark, and no one had come yet; cars started slowing.
Shanna starts talking about possible injuries.
"They may need a tetanus shot in that car! They may need some bandages! Don't you think?"
"Yes, they'll have to get out the bandaids for that one."
"I bet they have amnesia!!" Steven says maybe they lost an ear. Then we are agreed that hopefully no one was hanging out. It was a bloody boo boo kind of drive home. Frightening.
Really a microscopic little dot of a boo boo, but he had scratched at it so it was bleeding.
"Will you kiss it?" he says. Ha.
But I'm not really a fan of bloody boo boos, so I just ignored it.
But then riding in the car, I looked at his little scab on his arm.
"Awww," I said.
"You wouldn't kiss it earlier," he says,"but if I thought you would now, I would scratch it back open?" :P
Also last night I saw a car flipped on its side on fire on the interstate. It was dark, and no one had come yet; cars started slowing.
Shanna starts talking about possible injuries.
"They may need a tetanus shot in that car! They may need some bandages! Don't you think?"
"Yes, they'll have to get out the bandaids for that one."
"I bet they have amnesia!!" Steven says maybe they lost an ear. Then we are agreed that hopefully no one was hanging out. It was a bloody boo boo kind of drive home. Frightening.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
march
Hey there!
Yeah, I said i'd blog more, and I guess I lied.
I think the brackets that they used to close up my skull on that off kilter side interrupted the way I recept ideas a little. Something with Orbs and Globes and Skulls and Planets being Round. The Sun is Round.
The Buddha is Round. Wee little cells are Round.
Squirrelly cheeks are round, when they got a nut in em.
Nah. I'm just uninspired.
And really when you discover all the interesting news I have, you'll probably agree.
So I went to the grocery store, which is outrageous, going to the gro? expensive.
I'm seriously considering building a little chicken coop so I can have free eggs.
Bees and Chickens soon, probably. Also, we're going to plant another row of blueberries, which will make 18. And replace the pecan tree the deer killed. Again. And maybe fence the one they didn't kill. Before they kill it. So I'm off subject.
I went to the grocery, and I pick the line with the teenaged girl that rings up my red and yellow bell peppers the same price as the green ones, and lets me know, "These red ones are high! I'll just charge you for the green." So when I have bell peppers I like to go through her line.
Also, I really enjoy her comments.
Like this one, when she was scanning my bag of dog food,
but I thought it.
I think she's made the same comment about gum before, really just replace the 'dog' with 'gum'...and I think I had to admit, "Yes. Yes we do." We do enjoy some gum. But not those dessert flavors, which are disgusting. Mentos is good. And it is also the fresh maker. That means it makes your breath fresh. For those of you who didn't get that. And those of you too young to have seen the old commercials.
I watched a commercial the other day. I usually fast forward them, since I prerecord all the shows I watch. So this was a watching of a commercial that had been prerecorded.
It was the longest commercial I've ever seen. From Cartier- the one with the leopard running on top of the plane next to the giant elephant, then the gold dragon turns into the great wall of china and the leopard runs up that too- it was so long. And then at the end it just zooms in on this great leopard bracelet, heavy laden with gems.
"I want that!" I say.
"We may as well just get a baby leopard," Stevens says.
Commercials. Bah.
I'm starting to read again. i think it's going to improve my memory skills. In the two and half years since brain surgery, I hadn't been able to really read. I could read a page or so, get foggy and tired, then the next day, I really couldn't remember what i'd read. I spent over a year trying to read one book. "Put it down and try something else if it's no good!" my mother told me. This year I finish reading that book, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter. I went on to read The Member of the Wedding. I just finished Gap Creek.
Now I'm reading The Red Tent.
Reading is sort of like having a friend, and it keeps me occupied and keeps me company.
I think there are times when everyone thinks, 'What good am I?' and I have that too, more since the brain surgery that ever before. As far-stretched as it may sound, finishing a book feels like some sort of accomplishment for me. It feels like effort. It feels like i'm not standing in place, if that makes any sense.
And I keep finding myself scanning the book racks in the Goodwill store, piling several at a time in my buggy. I'm becoming a hoarder, really.
Not really. but i've got a couple dozen I haven't read yet. (I like to buy corell and spoons at the Goodwill stores too).
I really don't have much to talk about.
But I hope you have the greatest March and that every day is super cool for you.
She sang 'Splattery Splat Splat! Splattery SPLAT!' but it didn't happen.
And it won't.
be fearless and happy today
see ya later.
Yeah, I said i'd blog more, and I guess I lied.
I think the brackets that they used to close up my skull on that off kilter side interrupted the way I recept ideas a little. Something with Orbs and Globes and Skulls and Planets being Round. The Sun is Round.
The Buddha is Round. Wee little cells are Round.
Squirrelly cheeks are round, when they got a nut in em.
Nah. I'm just uninspired.
And really when you discover all the interesting news I have, you'll probably agree.
So I went to the grocery store, which is outrageous, going to the gro? expensive.
I'm seriously considering building a little chicken coop so I can have free eggs.
Bees and Chickens soon, probably. Also, we're going to plant another row of blueberries, which will make 18. And replace the pecan tree the deer killed. Again. And maybe fence the one they didn't kill. Before they kill it. So I'm off subject.
I went to the grocery, and I pick the line with the teenaged girl that rings up my red and yellow bell peppers the same price as the green ones, and lets me know, "These red ones are high! I'll just charge you for the green." So when I have bell peppers I like to go through her line.
Also, I really enjoy her comments.
Like this one, when she was scanning my bag of dog food,
"You sure do love your dog, huh?"
'I like them enough to feed them,'
I didn't say that.but I thought it.
I think she's made the same comment about gum before, really just replace the 'dog' with 'gum'...and I think I had to admit, "Yes. Yes we do." We do enjoy some gum. But not those dessert flavors, which are disgusting. Mentos is good. And it is also the fresh maker. That means it makes your breath fresh. For those of you who didn't get that. And those of you too young to have seen the old commercials.
I watched a commercial the other day. I usually fast forward them, since I prerecord all the shows I watch. So this was a watching of a commercial that had been prerecorded.
It was the longest commercial I've ever seen. From Cartier- the one with the leopard running on top of the plane next to the giant elephant, then the gold dragon turns into the great wall of china and the leopard runs up that too- it was so long. And then at the end it just zooms in on this great leopard bracelet, heavy laden with gems.
"I want that!" I say.
"We may as well just get a baby leopard," Stevens says.
Commercials. Bah.
I'm starting to read again. i think it's going to improve my memory skills. In the two and half years since brain surgery, I hadn't been able to really read. I could read a page or so, get foggy and tired, then the next day, I really couldn't remember what i'd read. I spent over a year trying to read one book. "Put it down and try something else if it's no good!" my mother told me. This year I finish reading that book, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter. I went on to read The Member of the Wedding. I just finished Gap Creek.
Now I'm reading The Red Tent.
Reading is sort of like having a friend, and it keeps me occupied and keeps me company.
I think there are times when everyone thinks, 'What good am I?' and I have that too, more since the brain surgery that ever before. As far-stretched as it may sound, finishing a book feels like some sort of accomplishment for me. It feels like effort. It feels like i'm not standing in place, if that makes any sense.
And I keep finding myself scanning the book racks in the Goodwill store, piling several at a time in my buggy. I'm becoming a hoarder, really.
Not really. but i've got a couple dozen I haven't read yet. (I like to buy corell and spoons at the Goodwill stores too).
I really don't have much to talk about.
But I hope you have the greatest March and that every day is super cool for you.
She sang 'Splattery Splat Splat! Splattery SPLAT!' but it didn't happen.
And it won't.
be fearless and happy today
see ya later.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Reiki Kitty
So I have been ill for a couple weeks, and my latest observation is that my cat, who often likes her space, decides she wants to hover over me when I don't feel well. Sleeping on my legs, (I humour her and refuse to turn over at all costs), licking my hands and arms, sometimes she'll just hop in my lap and stare into my eyes. I believe my cat is some sort of Reiki Master kitty. She's trying to suck the poisonous energy outta me. & Then I start thinking about how in the old days they related cats to witches, and warned mothers to keep their babies away, because they' suck their souls out, when really they just liked their milky breaths. But I don't drink milk, and my kitty is, in fact, Reiki Master. So yeah.
And yesterday was my birthday. Woo hoo! Ah.
I called the Grinch, because people like to say they spoke with you on your birthday, and I don't speak with him much. And my birthday conversations always begin a certain way.
So I wasn't in peak form and felt a little like I disappointed everybody by wanting to sit under a blanket. Cause when you have family, your birthday is everyone's party, and I became the sucky party pooper. I gotta get better soon.
I've O.D'ed on gluten lately, and I attribute my flare up to that. I'm going on a February Detox.
today I made a brothy soup, and I'm going to have this as lunch every day of my Detox.
Brothy Soup Recipe
3 c water
1 T cayenne powder
1 T Turmeric
1 Cilantro Boullion, or fresh cilantro will work
Fresh Dill (I use a couple Tbs)
Fresh Parsley
1-2 red dried peppers- those skinny red ones on the dried section- look in the latin foods
1-2 T Garam Masala powder- you find this in big bags at the Indian Grocery
2 T Coconut Oil
If it's too hot for you, add water. You'll sweat a little, but that's part of the detox.
No gluten during this time. Also, to aid in anti-inflammatory, take your fish oil/omega oils.
Your tummy will thank you. :)
And yesterday was my birthday. Woo hoo! Ah.
I called the Grinch, because people like to say they spoke with you on your birthday, and I don't speak with him much. And my birthday conversations always begin a certain way.
"Did the Groundhog see his shadow?"
And a part of me likes this, because of course, I have always celebrated Groundhogs Day (or Imbolc to you pagans, lol) as a National holiday, and am partly recognised as an expert on the matter. Betwix you and me, I don't know what it means about the groundhog shadow thing, in the same way I can't recognise my left and right. But I heard an interesting thing yesterday, so
"the kids tell me there was no groundhog this year. Muskrat."
"Muskrat?? No. There was a groundhog."
"No. Apparently they couldn't get one." He then went on to tell me they were everywhere, also, Good Eatin'. I told him I'd like to try that, and we discussed proper cooking techniques for groundhog. Nice.
So I wasn't in peak form and felt a little like I disappointed everybody by wanting to sit under a blanket. Cause when you have family, your birthday is everyone's party, and I became the sucky party pooper. I gotta get better soon.
I've O.D'ed on gluten lately, and I attribute my flare up to that. I'm going on a February Detox.
today I made a brothy soup, and I'm going to have this as lunch every day of my Detox.
Brothy Soup Recipe
3 c water
1 T cayenne powder
1 T Turmeric
1 Cilantro Boullion, or fresh cilantro will work
Fresh Dill (I use a couple Tbs)
Fresh Parsley
1-2 red dried peppers- those skinny red ones on the dried section- look in the latin foods
1-2 T Garam Masala powder- you find this in big bags at the Indian Grocery
2 T Coconut Oil
If it's too hot for you, add water. You'll sweat a little, but that's part of the detox.
No gluten during this time. Also, to aid in anti-inflammatory, take your fish oil/omega oils.
Your tummy will thank you. :)
Friday, January 13, 2012
my love
It's been a few year since I bragged about my almost unrealistically beautiful husband. That's just sad for you guys. So eye candy for my readers today. Then I hear Bonnie Raitt singing "Woman Be Wise" in my head, so that's all you get.
We're back from Barcelona, and on my Resolution List is hitting the blog more often than I've done.
So your gonna hear from me. Soon. But not at the moment cause I got to take a shower and get on the treadmill (attempting to accomodate the 'See 120 on the Scale' resolution. Got to fit everybody in, yo).
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