Coffee not done yet. Need coffee. Then maybe can go ride bike to make doggie run. Gnerrf. Made nommy cashew butter cookies yesterday with nommy Ghirardelli 60% cacao dark chocolate chips and there are some left to go with coffee when coffee ready. Why coffee not ready yet? Why? snivel
ETA: Whoa! Vertigo from being on top of page! Yikes–where iz coffee? 
In Michigan you do not get hurricanes.
In Michigan tornadoes are rare and do not blow down cities.
1n Michigan you do not worry about poisonous snakes.
In Michigan ,no earthquakes, the ground does not become your enemy…
In Michigan ,you do not worry about poisonous spiders.
In Michigan. you do not get scorpions in your shoes.
In Michigan you do not get killed by floods.
We are not cold like Minnesota. We do not get unreal snowfalls paralyzing the state.
We have the Detroit Lions.
gotti I agreed to teach a confirmation class for adults at church. I agreed mostly cause ol’ y’all know who wants to be confirmed. Basically, they go through the class and then the Bishop lays hands on them (in a nice way, not like he’s gonna kick ass) and “confirms” them in the church. Here’s the Wiki on Confirmation.
In other news, I’m sleepy! It’s an overcast day with the current temp bein’ 72 degrees Amurrkin. Nice nap weather! However, I must return to the workpile. Le sigh.
Muppet, I vote for Kraft Dinner with extra Velveeta. 
Off to the store and the lake!
Arggghhh!!!
I smashed two fingertips in the frickin’ garage door. I’m so stoopit!!! I’ve got it on ice, typing one handed.
The throb…it throbs. 
Howdy, all, especially bumba who is a Charter Kool Kid! Good to see ya! Okay, now where’s rue??? I won’t be satisfied until he shows. 
Now, y’all don’t yell at me but my Death Chicken was given a death sentence. Mr. Anachi did not finish it and I found it to be meh at best. Perhaps my preparation was wrong somehow.
As of this time, two weeks from today, I will be in the air on my way to Milan. Whoot!!
It is going to be very hard to concentrate on work next week.
Tupug
Hey Puggy! 
I just wanna mention that the "view first unread’ button still doesn’t work right, after all these years. But I did finally figger out where I left off, so now I’m current, but I don’t remember anything 'cause I’ve got mad cow.
Today promises to be exciting. I have to try to diagnose a problem with Moby, the Great White Whale ('94 Suburban C2500), and them go grocery shopping. Maybe I’ll get stuff to make death chicken.
Later.
Hey! What’s everybody doing picking on my states?? :mad:
LiLi, that would only be appropriate if his movies were bad, Hollywood cheese-fests. He’s good, so I won’t punish him like that (plus he’s probably eaten more than his fair share of KD as a struggling artiste).
I’m thinking a sundried tomato and olive goat cheese tart, maybe with a nice green salad on the side.
Puggy, if I promise to be really quiet and curl myself up into a teensy bundle… would you be willing to pack me in your suitcase? Please? Pretty please? flutters eyelashes I wanna go to Milan too!
Have you read Alone in the Kitchen with an Eggplant? It’s a series of essays (with recipes!) about cooking and eating alone. I think you, McUNE, and gt would probably enjoy it.
Oh, and the menu sounds good.
Is he a vegetarian? 'Cause if so, that sounds good, but all the guys in my life aren’t happy unless there’s MEEEEEEEEAT in their dinner. :rolleyes:
(OK, so KT’s not that bad and I got away with a cheesy soybean casserole the other night, but in general some part of the meal needs to have been walking, flying, or swimming at some point in its life.)
Even the hamster agrees. The cat brought in another grasshopper at lunch (after doing the same thing yesterday) and left it injured in the house so I didn’t want to just throw it back outside like I did yesterday. But it would have made a really big splat on the floor so I didn’t want to do that either. So what’s the only option left? The hamster. Who loooooves grasshoppers. Usually he’s very humane and dispatches them quickly, but unfortunately for today’s specimen, he was off his game. But it was still a better death than if I’d left it to the cat or if I’d put him outside unable to hop. And the hamster thought it was great. There’s always a flurry of hamster legs, and sometimes he even rolls over a couple times. Not sure exactly what he’s doing because he moves too fast, but it involves pieces of exoskeleton flying and antennae lying around, and in the end, a very contented hamster.
3 hours, folks. 3 HOURS I was in that deposition. Plaintiff’s attorney couldn’t be arsed to even wear a tie, the tricksy, devious snake that he is.
I now feel incompetent, helpless and frustrated because it’s so simple and he made it Byzantine. He was very interested in my library degree and that I was a SAHM for 5 years.
I came home and ran. I don’t run well in heat and that sucked, too. But at least it got rid of the excess adrenalin. I was calm and poised through it, but man, what a toll it takes. I now see why people refer to attorney’s with loathing. For all I know he adopts stray kittens, but his manner and his picayune sniping turned him into a dick.
And don’t say I’d want someone to be a dick if the roles were reversed. I’d want someone to help me clarify the problem and solve it. Not beat someone up just because they can.
Off to grouse and mumble to myself for the rest of the day.
Awww, sorry, muppet. Continental frowns on passenger stowaways, don’tcha know. 
Tony’s is good on damn near anything.
I make Game Day chicken wings with it. Lay wingettes in dish, cover with Tony’s and a bit O’ garlic powder, seasoned salt, and whatever else grabs ya, throw in oven on 350 for a bit, (really this part depends on how many and which house I was in.) Bake until done. It is Yum personified.
I was bad. I was so bad. But I enjoyed every moment of it. Having to get gas in the truck put me in a mood this morning, cause it meant I had to brush my hair, but when I walked in to pay, the aroma of fresh brewed coffee beckoned to me, so I bought a cup. When I got home, I took it out onto the deck and enjoyed the quiet of the morning with a steaming cup of joe. I’ve been craving coffee this whole pregnancy, it was perfect.
Today my oldest is thirteen. I am officially the mother of a teenager.
I made her pumpkin cupcakes for school today, and the cream cheese frosting was a bit runny. I dunno, but they are still Very Good.
I’ve been productive today, mopped the whole house, cleaned, cleaned more, and cleaned. Whew! Time to go get the chillins’ happy days!
tarragon I’ve only been to Michigan a few times, and it was to visit the dysfunctional family of my ex-wife. I can see how it could be a lovely place, but the people we stayed with and the literal tons of roadkill on the drive between the Ohio/Michigan border have forever soured me on that state. But that’s just me.
So how have all y’all been?
taxi, I totally didn’t even notice the meal was vegetarian… just goes to show how little I think about meat. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy eating meat and could happily gnaw on steak until the ummm… cows come home, as inappropriate as that expression may be. It’s just that I’m equally happy with a really flavourful vegetarian meal, too, especially this time of year when the produce is fresh and bountiful.
The Boy doesn’t seem overly concerned about the lack of meat, and his friend is apparently open-minded about food. Worst case, I’ll add some bacon on the salad to appease the inner caveman.
LiLi, that book sounds like it’s right up my alley - mean, you can’t go wrong with essays about food, as far as I’m concerned. I’ll see if I can find it next time I’m near a bookstore.
rigs, sorry the deposition was so frustrating. I think this occasion clearly calls for a therapeutic glass of wine. Or two. Or five.
Sean! Another long lost Mumper heard from! We’ve missed you!
It does sound really good. And bacon goes a loooooooong way in our household to take care of the meat needs. One of our friends refers to all pork products as Vitamin P and says that there’s a daily requirement of Vitamin P. Bacon fulfills this need. :rolleyes:
Hey, Sean! Welcome back!
A coworker just sent me this recipe (so I don’t know if it should go on the recipe blog 'cause it’s not Mumper-recommended yet). It sounds really good though, and I think I’m going to try it this weekend.
Pumpkin Cake:
1 cup oil
4 eggs
1 can pumpkin
2 cups sugar
Blend together
Then add:
2 cups flour
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
1 tsp baking powder
3 tsp cinnamon
Spray pan (regular cake size… 9x13?)
Bake at 325 for 30-45 mins (usually closer to 45 for me but I have an older oven)
Frosting:
1 stick “melting” butter (softened, not melted)
1 tsp vanilla
8 oz. cream cheese (warmed up)
Blend together
Then add:
2-3 cups powdered sugar to desired consistency
Do I sense the presence of straight middle aged white guy? :: Looks Around :: Why, it’s Sean! I’m finer than frog’s hair! How you been?
Ok, got through the work pile and dindin is prepped. That’s the thing about pepper steak. It’s the prep that’s work. The cookin’ of takes very little time.
I feel the need for a beerverage
Later Y’all!
It’s almost 1 AM.
I think I’m finished working for today and an go to sleep.
Alarm is set for 7 AM…
Hey, Sean!
**Rigs **-- at least it’s OVER. Oh, and this…
Priceless… (Hey, you should be used to being quoted out of context by now!)
Night! :yawn: