Even though I effed up the recipe, it turned out fabulous. Cochinita pibil is now on the menu rotation. Nom.
But can you remember how you effed it up so it will be as fabulous next time? 
My schools didn’t have any rules about underwear, yet the teacher who showed up without a bra was considered to be inappropriately dressed by 90% of her students.
The other 8 had been her students in another school and learned from her and her cronies that you’re not a woman unless you belong to a man. We reckoned that was worst than the lack of a bra.
I have two sisters, one older and one younger. The older one is two years my senior the younger six years my junior. We are all in our fifties. Yesterday my younger sister told me that she knows I resented her being born. WTF:confused:. Get over it and grow the fuck up.
Oh God, this week sucked
It started with jury duty, which I started Monday. Now, I have done jury duty before at this particular courthouse – Monday was my third time. My previous experiences lulled me into a false sense of expectation because it wasn’t horrible the two previous times I did it.
They have added housing court to this courthouse which means it was crowded. So, even though I got there early the first thing I encountered was a line an hour long to get into the courthouse. Really, if you need jurors you need to find a way to let them into the building, its on you.
So I get scolded for being late because the people that work in this horrid place have had all humanity sucked from their souls and they don’t realize that the batch of people that came in today aren’t the same people that came in today or last week. So they treat you like “ I told you the same thing yesterday and the same thing the day before and the same thing last month and you still don’t get it. And of course the hour long line is on you because it’s like that every day and you should know.
And they acted like they were doing me a big favor by letting me leave at 4 the first day, but the trains were fucked up and the 45 minute trip took 2 hours.
So I set in this horrid place for a day and a half before they called me for a panel and by that point I was ready to pretty much say anything that would get me out of that place. I didn’t feel that way going in, if they had called me to a panel 10AM Monday I probably would’ve wanted to be on the jury.
So I got to go home, finally. I picked up several cases of water that had been delivered in my absence and loaded them in a cart and took them to my apartment and unloaded them. It was hot that day so I cranked the AC full blast, showered and then basically passed out from aggravation and exhaustion.
I woke up the next morning and tried to move my arm. I was greeted with a burst of intense pain. Apparently the stress of lifting cases of water combined with me sleeping on the arm funny in a cold room totally locked up my deltoid on the right arm… And I still had to deal with all the work emergencies that arose during jury duty hell. So I loaded up the backpack with my computer and tools and powered through the pain for most the day. Of course, all emergencies ended up things like “Something came unplugged” and “the breaker tripped” – which were things that I specifically asked my clients to check.
So another horrid day over. Next morning, the arm muscle has still not released so I send my massage therapist an e-mail titled WORST WEEK EVER. Little did I know………………………………
The phone rings. It’s my brother in North Carolina, calling with the news that my family home , where I grew up and where he and my 89 year old mom and my niece live, just burned to the ground, killing the dog. At least all people were physically unharmed but OMG fuckitty fuckitty FUCK. My mom walked out of the room with something on the stove and something fell and made contact with the burner while she was out of the room.
My family is not well-equipped to handle this crap. My brother has lifelong issues with depression as well as some physical disabilities due to old work injuries, my niece is borderling autistic and my Mom is 89. I am most worried about my Mom – She’s been blubbering ever since and I’m concerned that the experience of watching the home where she lived for 45 years burn down and hearing the dog’s last moments will throw her into PTSD. And that dog was her best friend- he was always by her side.
So I am heading down to where they live - they are about 700 miles away – to try and do what I can. I don’t know what that is. And I still can barely move the arm.
Ann Hedonia**,** damn, that’s horrible. Sorry to hear all this has happened. I hope that you’ll be able to give your family members at least some comfort, and that your arm will feel better soon.
Damn, girl what a horrible day. 
The only good thing is you can drop by Nashville and sell the story to someone who writes C&W lyrics.
Dear Ann Hedonia, how awful for you. I hope you drive very carefully and I hope your mom will be ok. Best wishes.
Whoa. What an amazing crap week. I hope you get some respite soon.
I’m on a neighborhood wine walk with a friend right now. Halfway and a dozen tastes of wine down. I’m waiting for her to finish a mini facial after mini massages and next some Giordano’s. I hope others are able to post something at least sort of good soon!
I have a couple:
A really petty rant but it bugs me every work day: when designing office space, don’t assume the meeting rooms will be used for only specific types of meetings. Just put a projector, whiteboard, and speakerphone system in each and ever one of them. (We have rooms without projectors.) Also while you’re in the design phase, it’s a good time to think about things like lights and sound. Some genius decided to create the meeting rooms for our floor out of floor-to-ceiling cubicle walls. So you can hear everything as if the walls weren’t even there, and they don’t have independent light controls. If you’re meeting in one of the few with a projector, good luck seeing the screen in all the fluorescent glare.
A person who is close to me: when confronted with an issue to be overcome, why do you always instantly jump to the worst case scenario as the only possible solution? Drives me BATTY! Got a hang nail? Might as well cut off the finger. Cat scratched the side of the couch we just bought? Burn it, write off the loss and buy a new one. It’s very hard for me to not mock him: cut yourself shaving? Might as well kill yourself because your looks are RUINED! :rolleyes:
Give her a lovingly autographed copy of the vaccination book … 
Fuck off with your smirky tequila commercial. The one where you look disapprovingly at the you man who orders a drink he likes. You look at him as if to say he is not a real man because he did not order what you ordered. He then shyly send his drink back and orders your tequila drink. Then you nod with approval, as if now he is worthy to sit at the same bar with a real man.
Ironically, a real man would have to told you to mind your own fucking business and continued to drink whatever the fuck he wanted.
Fuck you, squirrel. What are you digging for, anyway? You took all the gladiolus bulbs and big sunflower seeds…there’s nothing left in the pots besides a few tiny sprouts. :mad:
I’m feeling pretty ranty this morning. You see, Book of Mormon is showing this October at my local arthouse theatre. I was very excited, I love going to shows here, and while I’ve seen it once before in Chicago, I’d be thrilled to see it again.
When I went online to look, the tickets ranger from $89 to $278. No problem, I am happy with tickets around $100, in the balcony.
But as I investigate further, I find that you can’t buy tickets unless you buy a subscription. The subscription has tickets to four or six shows that I don’t want to see, and costs anywhere from $200 a pop to $400 a pop. Plus, the Book of Mormon tickets are not included - you have to buy those as an add-on.
So these people have just priced me right out of the market.
Unless you are a dedicated theatre goer, who can afford that? And who would want to? You must go see these shows that you have never heard of, to be able to watch the one show you want.
Plus, remember how I said the subscription started at $200? Well, the $200 ones only include Thursday matinee shows. So you have to be able to take the day off for all of the Thursdays. If you want even Thursday evening, the price ratchets up.
Ugh!
Three herniated disks in my neck and a large number of fancy words telling me just how completely fucked the entire thing is.
Going to take me a while to absorb how awful this is.
Whoa, Chimera, what happened? Was there trauma? My dad’s neck issues with ruptured disks and fractured vertebrae happened when he got t-boned at an intersection. Thought it was just whiplash until the agony started weeks later! Man, I hope yours isn’t that bad, and I hope repair is the next step! In the meantime, please take whatever meds are made available to you, that kind of neck pain is no joke!
@Jeep’s Phoenix: liberally seasoning the soil surface with cayenne and/or black pepper helps, but you have to reapply it when it washes away. On a completely unrelated note, 
we’ve been getting quite a bit of rain, so I’ve sacrificed all sorts of sprouts and seedlings to the Gardening Gods and their earthly minions of destruction, the squirrels.
A lifetime of abuse, accidents, being hit from behind about 25 years ago, etc.
When I went into my doc the last time, after 2 chiro appts and a walk-in doctor appointment, I think he was testing me to see if I was just fishing for meds. I refused them all (mostly as I still had some left) and said I wanted to fix this, not medicate myself into oblivion. That’s when he referred me for the MRI, but I don’t think he honestly expected to get it done.
Here’s the worst spot, but the others aren’t exactly awesome either;
C5-C6: There is facet arthropathy bilaterally, uncinate hypertrophy
bilaterally and a posterior broad-based disc-osteophyte complex with a
superimposed broad-based posterior disc herniation (protrusion). These
findings result in severe spinal canal stenosis with moderate
flattening of the cervical spinal cord as well as severe right
foraminal stenosis and moderate-severe left foraminal stenosis. There
is questionable subtle abnormal T2 signal hyperintensity in the
cervical spinal cord.
Arthropathy is joint disease - arthritis is a form of Arthropathy.
Uncinate is the part where your nerves come out on either side.
Osteophyte means bone spurs
Forminal Stenosis is a narrowing of the disk spaces. “Typically characterized by non-continuous pain over many years” NO FUCKING SHIT.
Basically “This area is completely fucked. It is deteriorating, developing bone spurs, the disk is herniated and your spine is getting pinched as are the nerves on both sides.”
Bring on the heavy drugs. I’m ready now.
Chimera, my boyfriend has a very similar profile (with the addition of a fracture), and he has been getting significant relief from a procedure where they stick a needle in a few spots on each side of his neck, heat the needle, and slowly burn the sheath off the nerves. Six plus months of near pain-free days, then he goes in for a touch up. The majority of people have permanent pain relief after 3-4 sessions; he happens to be one of the folks who has regeneration. You should ask your doc if that’s an option.
I’m on Week 2 of Allergy-Related Pinkeye Hell. I usually get a mild case of it this time of the year, but good lord, I’ve never had anything like this. My eye is melting into itchy aching goo 