Noe: I started this blog on Saturday morning and ended Tuesday morning during the major snowstorm
What a week, I tell ya'. Even though we had off Monday, had a 2-hour delay on Tuesday..I was exhausted last night! Maybe it was all the inside recess that will make ya' stir crazy! I really did not do a darn thing this week. Well, this is not entirely true but I did not do anything that I had on my list. I dropped off the Martha wagon. I am determined to get back on through the power of risotto. Have any of you ever made it? Today, I will make wild mushroom risotto, yum! Ray actually said I was a good cook this week.
Mating socks is on my to-do list too. Do not judge me! I have 6 people now and they all wear different socks much to my dismay. Why can't everyone wear pink striped toe socks??? My sis-n-law had 6 kids. She has only lost 2 socks in her whole life. I think this either deserves a reward or someone needs to take her on vacation.
Speaking of cooking, I made mini-turkey burger meatloafs this week. As they were cooking this dialog emerged:
Razor: Oh man! I love the smell of ketchup cooking in the oven.
Me: (puzzled..then light bulb moment...then sarcastic tone ) They should make a ketchup candle!
Razor: (replies in a serious tone ...he does not yet know what a good actress I really am) Yeah, I bet those Yankee Doodle people have already made one.
Me: I bet so too (rolls eyes)
You would think being married to him for 15 years I would know that he loved the smell of cooking Ketchup. Although, this really doesn't surprise me.The man's whole cooking repatwa( i cant spell this nor find it on spell check..say it phonetically) is based on the fact that he worked at Hardees in the late 80's. He worked there for 2 1/2 years. The way he talks about it , these were his glory days. He actually reminisces quite frequently about these days. He says that everyone came to hangout at Hardees because he and his friends were so cool. I am afraid to think about who his friends were. As a matter of fact, when we travel, and there is a Hardees, we have to stop. We do not have one locally. He has to buy a Mushroom and Swiss burger. Then he complains about how Hardees has gone down hill since he left.
I have come to a realization this week that everyone who is great faces adversity one way or another. So, it is that I relate to O'Bama in this aspect. I have had several critics in my life that like to make fun of my philosophies on several matters whether it is the way I pronounce certain words such as Cacapon, or wassail or my obsession with digestive health. I have been taking a pro-biotic for a while now that replenishes your flora in your stomach. Well, the woman herself , Martha, had an article on pro-biotics. I don't' know why people never listen to me. I have several instances when I make a statement only to get rolled eyes or an argument that I am conspiracy theorist. Well, here are my latest stances:
1. Anti-bacterial anything will be more harmful than good
2. Microwaves are bad for you!
3. We force antibiotics on kids and this is bad too. (we have only used antibiotics for strep here in my house)
4. Hollister perfume will get in your lungs and cause something similar to the popcorn lung.
5. No one ever should be ridiculed for nursing their baby.
6. Everyone should take a pro-biotic, fish oil, and eat a handful of nuts each day
7. Chickens should be free range.
8. You do not need to wash your hair everyday
9. You should not wear deodorant with aluminum in it .
10. That was a UFO that flew over the Inauguration
11. The world is ending anyway and I guess none of this matters anyway!
I really do not know why no one listens to me.
Speaking of health, I truly need to lose weight. Why? Well, besides the obvious fact that I literally need to lose weight, I was almost convinced to buy the caftan advertised on the home shopping channel.The size 6 model made it look really good! I also broke a chair. A metal chair! So, now while I am typing this I am sitting in one of the famous foldable lawn chairs. My butt takes up every square inch. This isn't the first I have broken a chair. I try not to take it personally. One time, I broke a wooden chair while talking on the phone in the kitchen. It was like an outer body experience. I was looking down on myself watching the wood splinter and fly away as gravity pushed my backside to the floor. The whole event took about 15 seconds which is a slow and painful way to go down. My niece benefited from the healthy bout of laughter though. Anything for my family.
UPDATE: Well, in the beginning of the blog I talked of risotto...it was made and it was yummy. I will never make rice out of a box again. First, I had to buy special Arborio rice. Now, you can't go down to your local wal-mart and buy this here fancy stuff. You gotta make a trek to Martins. When I finally found it I acted like I found the holy grail and I am sure I spooked the gentleman who was staring at the rice shelves. I kinda' made a sound like the heavens parted and laid a golden finger on this rice and alas' I have found the precious relic in which I have devoted my life to finding. The man scooted over quickly, looked at me, and said, "maybe I should get that kind". I was in a hurry or I would have gone over the entire risotto story. I am known for talking to strangers whether they listen or not.
So, there we have it. ramblings of risotto, ketchup and conspiracies. I am off today to buy fabric to make 19 lunch sacks for service personnel week. No little cutsie sayings on a candy bar for me. These people are getting something sweet and personal! Have a super snowy day
I leave you with this...Brad and Angelina are renting an estate in New York and the estate is named, Sassafras". (this is my karaoke name for those of you who don't know Sassafras...she emerges after a half-bottle of chardonnay and a few smokes...she has been on hiatus since Lilly came around :) )
