Bluebell Ice Cream Is Evil And A Big Cow Statue... The MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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One time, many moons ago, in the week after thanksgiving, I was wandering around the grocery store and came upon a freezer case chock full of pumpkin pie ice cream. Apparently some ice cream maker got the idea that pumpkin pie ice cream would be a really good thing to make for the Thanksgiving holiday and made a bunch of it. Also apparently, the buying public didn’t agree with them. The store was selling out their supply of pumpkin pie ice cream for a ridiculously low price, 3 half-gallons for a buck or something equally low. I bought three half-gallons. It tasted exactly like the bestest pumpkin pie you (or I, anyway) ever had, only colder. And without crust.
I went back to get more and they told me they’d thrown it away. :eek:
They never made it again, either. It’s an American tragedy.

I love Kadie the cow, BTW. Ever wonder about how a giant cow statue gets made? Was some penniless sculptor lying around his (or her) studio thinking ”If I only had some money, I could buy a big block of marble and carve a terrific statue and become famous and everything.” when someone called up and said; “We need someone to make a big statue of a cow.”? And the sculptor swallowed his (or her) pride and made the statue of the cow for the money, ‘cause ”It’s for the ART, man!”
Or maybe not.

Right now we have part of a half gallon of Tillamook Old-Fashioned Vanilla ice cream in the freezer, to have with fresh Oregon strawberries (or hot fudge iffen we’re out of strawberries), and a full half gallon of Tillamook Caramel Butter Pecan. :smiley:

Sorry ‘bout your foot ‘FCM’. Best not kick anything for a while.

I’m gonna call Tarragon, Tarry (Rhymes with Terry) ‘cause it just makes sense to me that way. Is Tarry a boy spice or a girl spice, BTW?

Bobbio, you could just make one of those ladders out of 2X4s that you permanently attach to your roof.

Hey Ex, glad to see you back!

If people tell you that you should get into shape, you just tell them you ARE in shape. Round is a shape.

Puggy, are they tiling your master bedroom closet, or your bath? I’m confused.

See, now I’ve got this visual of you wallowing in chocolate ice cream. Don’t worry though. It’s a GOOD visual.

Friday night we went to a BBQ for a German exchange student who was here last year and had gotten engaged to a local girl. Anyway, he came back and brought his parents. It was interesting and fun to be at a party where half of the people were speaking German and half Merican, with translatin’ going on in the middle of things. Very nice people, BTW.

Saturday morning we drove to Redmond Oregon for #1 Granddaughters wedding.
It was as hot as the holes in Hell in Eastern Oregon. We took lots of pics but they weren’t much good. The sun was so bright that everything is just washed out brights and dark, dark shadows. There was a professional photographer, but just after she got there, she got a call that her husband had had a stroke, and so she left. There were lots of people running around with better cameras than ours though, so we’ve been promised pictures, eventually.
The wedding itself was nice, but the preacher (I think he was Lutheran) wanted to pray about everything! Apparently, in his world, one does not so much as get a pimple on one’s ass unless God wills it. ***

We had a really good BBQ in other grandparents’ back yard after the wedding and got to visit with folks we don’t see very often. That was good. The drama-queen contingent of Wifeys family stayed away.

The motel we stayed at had a pool too, which was good. The water in the pool was decidedly cool for some reason, but when we got back from the wedding about a dozen of us got into it anyway. That was it for Saturday.
Sunday we drove home.

It was 100 degrees Merikan here yesterday. It’s 95 on my porch right now, at 11am, according to my thermometer.

I think I’ll commence melting now.

More later. If I live.

*** A rather dark and nasty dissertation about the state of the worlds affairs and the nature of anyone who might be running things deleted in the interest of good-fellowship. Sorry

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ok - now I have to go out and buy ice cream - i wasn’t going to - I really didn’t want toget dressed today - but all this talk of mix ins and toppings . . . . >sigh<

as for the nickname, spicy is okay except technically tarragon is an herb (spices come from the seeds or bark, herbs come from the leaves - so sayeth Alton Brown, and I believe him)

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Boy have you got that right, I just feel like they think I’m a mindless soccer mom who never reads the labels etc. Just plain feel like they are trying to cheat you. All except for wonderfully evil too good Blue Bell (fell in love with their stuff when we lived in GA near the previously mentioned large cow outside best buy).

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I don’t. I have initials.

::sulks::

Ok, I’m going to try the last post again.

My Ice cream recipe, simple perfection:

Several large scoops of vanilla ice vcream. Drench same in Godiva Chocolate Liqueuer. Ta, and Da.

Now, some quick pics from Saturday. Some of y’all will remember my friend Vince the Cop. Vince was hurt a few weeks back by a perp (we call them that when I gather with the Cop Crowd…) who was trying to escape by driving THROUGH Vince’s parked squad car. The SUV hit Vince head on at about 40-45, leaving him with multiple broken, contused and concussed parts, along with losing a lot of skin on his arms and hands from broken windshield.

Vince’s last memory of that day is hearing the call on his radio at the school where works as a resource officer, saying to himself “hey, that’s close, I’ll go help…”

Anyway a friend had a graduation party for his daughter this weekend, and Vince was there, looking good, if still acting a bit goofy. Doc says he should be able to return to work by November, which is good news to his wife, who now has four kids (counting him) to care for at home.

Vince and daughter

With his patient wife and the BABY

A knee that I believe to be his, I seem to recall him saying there were pins in there

A thumb, in a cast. Definitely Vince’s

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Boy have you got that right, I just feel like they think I’m a mindless soccer mom who never reads the labels etc. Just plain feel like they are trying to cheat you. All except for wonderfully evil too good Blue Bell (fell in love with their stuff when we lived in GA near the previously mentioned large cow outside best buy).

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Hmm, you’re right. the closest thing we’ve ever come to is Bus Guy. No good.

We need a nick for Bus Guy! Ideas?

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Thanks, Sean, for so accurately describing my feelings about my job. Your quote is now hanging alongside one from Lazarus Long about specialization & all the varied things a human should know how to do. (I’m using it as a checklist. I figure I can’t get to the last item “die gallantly,” until I’ve mastered #3, “butcher a hog.” I have no plans to master #3.)

So, does that mean we call him (her?) Herbie instead? I love that name! (Really. It makes me smile everytime I say it.)
swampbear, if you drive far enough down a particular road in the Middle-of-Nowhere, NY, you’ll happen upon a giant chicken statue. I’m mean GIANT. Maybe 30 feet high. It’s scary. Scary, because there is no reason for a giant chicken statue. It’s not in front of a grocery, or even a Best Buy. In fact, the nearest Best Buy is probably over an hour away. The nearest grocery, about 20 miles. But there it stands, the giant chicken.

On preview - I see Mr Bus Guy would like a new nickname. I guess Herbie won’t work this time, alas. What about just Mister – of course, spelled Mr. As in, “Hey, Mister…”

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The FNG strikes again, Mods please remove last post and this…

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Both. The master bedroom closet is accessed from the master bath which is accessed from the master bedroom. Anyhoo, the closet previously had carpet what had seen better days plus it being the wrong color (blue) to go with the new tile.

mbg, but I like your initials being your nickname. I even pronounce it “membugeeg.” If you’d like, I can call you that. :wink:

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Sounds like something someone would say with duct tape over their mouth… :wink:

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Oh, is that what you and the Bus Wife are into?

Would anyone like to hear about the steps of a Punjabi wedding? I kind of want to chat about something this week in the MMP but won’t be watching any movies, I’m afraid. Does it sound interesting? I could make at least 5-6 entries, Punjabi weddings are elaborate week-long affairs.

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Sure, meeks, long as you don’t go into details about the wedding nite. :stuck_out_tongue:

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I’ve not had a Punjabi wedding, nor a Punjabi wedding nite, nor have I observed one, so I certainly couldn’t tell you much. :wink:

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Tell us all, but do not expect me to remember names.

Names I don’t do very well with.

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MBG, I do remember you telling us about your friend, and I’m glad to see he’s doing all right.
Mika, maybe it makes me girly, but I would be very interested in hearing about a Punjabi wedding.
Oh, and Yay KeithT!

I had marzipan gellato in Germany, once. It was the bestest ever ever ever. I haven’t been able to find it since. But my roommate just gave my other roommate an ice cream maker for his birthday, so maybe I can make my own now!

Can I have some advice from gardener-MMPers? I’m growing spinach for the first time, and it’s starting to send up flower stalks, even though the leaves aren’t very big yet. Should I pinch the stalks off or let them flower?

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Mods don’t remove posts around here. In fact, they tend to stay out of the MMP entirely. Maybe just poke their head(s) in once in a while to make sure we haven’t thrown food all over the place without cleaning it up.

But the rule on the SDMB is pretty much “You post it, and we’ll all laugh about it years from now.”

Twinklie, you might want to change that “our throat” in the quote to “your throat.” I’m not speaking in the royal “we” anymore.

It takes three days to get through one of your movie reviews, and those are only an hour-and-a-half of viewing time. I can’t imagine how many pages a description of an elaborate week-long wedding would take. Please think of the hampsters!!!

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'K, fair enough, I won’t.

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We got invited over to friends’ house for homemade ice cream last night, by coincidence.

I have no nickname either, Mr Bus Guy.

In other news, I tore my calf muscle Friday night. Mr. Wanna is telling everyone I did it to “trick hime into painting.” :rolleyes: I look like an idiot limping around with a cane, but it doesn’t bother me nearly as bad as getting behind schedule on my painting projects!

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Sean are hampsters a special breed of hamsters from the Hamptons? :stuck_out_tongue:

Ex poked his head in! How jake! I hear ya about the hand holding stuff. I do a lot of that and a lot of whip crackin’ to make sure stuff gets done that I shouldn’t have to do, but that’s the only way to make sure it gets done, so on I go. This management stuff, fun ain’t it?

Welcome to Spicy, Tarra, Herbie, to Jali (Jal?), to Jahdra (Jah?), and Chouinard Fan (Chou?). Oh and hey velvetjones (jonesie?) who hasn’t posted in a while. Also, welcome back TWO, I’ll read all about the spelling bee in a bit. BTW cool purse thingy Jah.

Wow, took me a bit to read through everything. Thanks to all for the compliments about the OP. Waycross was, well, as exciting as ever. Ok, I did have a good meeting. Yes, there is such a thing as a good meeting. Looks like we’ll be providing lots of services over there. Plus, I looked at some office space while over there.

It may or may not rain here. It gets all cloudy, then the sun comes out, then gets cloudy, then the sun comes out, on and on and on… We did have a hellacious tstorm last night though. I sat out on my porch and watched it til I got sleepy. Good thing ol’ y’all know who wasn’t here, cause he freaks when I do that. He’s kinda skittish about tstorms.

FCM those brownies ready yet? You need ice cream to go on top of 'em. And hot fudge sauce.

MBG how bout Bussy? I kinda like MBG cause it’s real close to MGD which is one of the many fine Miller products close to my heart. :smiley:

Puggy I was wonderin’ about the tiled closet thing too til you explained the set up of your master bath and closet. Makes sense now. I’m no longer thinking, “Tiled closet? Has she done gone and lost her mind?” :wink:

I was gonna mention to Bobbio how tarragon is a herb not a spice but rosie already did so now I don’t have to, so y’all can pretend this sentence ain’t here.

Bumba was there any skinny dippin’ involved at the pool?

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You folks are sharp and fun! Thanks for the great welcome too. Bumbazine, I’m a gal (far removed from girlhood, I fear. ;)), and Edy’s has a pumpkin slow-churned Light ice cream that’s actually pretty tasty.

Oh, before I forget … chocolate of her choice for FCM, and I’m glad to hear that your foot is feeling better!

Anaamika, does the Punjabi wedding come complete with Bangra dancing? If so, I’m in with it. That’s some fun stuff and to be honest - I love that beat!

Yes, tarragon is an herb rather than a spice, but I still like the name Spicy more. :smiley: