Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
This was one of my favorite songs when I was younger. Except...you know. In English. There are several beautiful things about this version though, so I had to include it. Watch for a cameo by a very popular extraterrestrial.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
This is me, fulfilling my internet obligation of providing you with interesting things to waste your time. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a dentist appointment.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Or a couple years ago, when the personal savings rate was negative? I was saving nearly 30%. So when you consider that there are people like me who are way off in one direction, that means that there are people who are way off in the other direction. It's kind of crazy. That means that people were spending hundreds and hundreds of dollars more than they made, or are drinking hundreds and hundreds of calories.
In other news, the Food section in today's Times is very disappointing. With the exception of an interesting recipe for homemade ginger ale. That I would try. Except how to get fresh ginger juice without an extractor...?
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I had a lovely steak dinner last night, with Parmesan roasted potatoes and the aforementioned spinach. I finally found a way to cook steak indoors that I find acceptable: sear it in butter then straight into the oven for a few minutes. Have I mentioned that before? Anyway, if you don't have a grill, that's the way to go. Much better than the George Foreman. And despite my best efforts otherwise, I managed to not burn my hand. Even keeping the oven mitt on my hand was no guarantee. But all's well that ends well.
I don't think I've been getting enough iron lately. When do I ever get enough iron, you ask? When I take my iron supplements, that's when. Craving beef and spinach must be a sign, no?
Monday, May 18, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
So I poured it all into my not-favorite-pan, made a roux in the good pan (even if it does burn your hand when you touch it after forgetting that it has just been in a 450 degree oven. At least it can go in the oven!). I then added the sauce back into the roux, whisked the lumps out...or most of them. Close enough for rock and roll.
Basically, it took me 45 minutes to make a "30-minute meal," I used twice as many dishes as necessary, and had a brief moment where I thought I might be allergic to cooked spinach. And I couldn't find unseasoned artichoke hearts at the store, so I had to use ones that smell suspiciously like they're just sitting in Italian dressing. Oh, and I almost forgot to add the TWO CUPS of cheese that makes the whole thing worthwhile. But I didn't forget, and I took a taste test, and it was good. So it all works out.
I haven't figured out how to scale this recipe down to one person. It requires the frozen box of spinach. I also bought a bag of chopped spinach, so I might be able to do it with just a few handfuls. Doesn't matter. This is for the potluck tomorrow, so I can make the normal amount. Ah, normal recipe amounts. No math challenge, but apparently just as dangerous. Or maybe it was that it was nearly midnight by the time I finished?
Friday, May 15, 2009
- Other Secretary's husband drove her to work, so she forgot her desk key and had to borrow mine. You can't keep your friggin keys in your friggin purse?! This is not the first time she has done this.
- Not-My-Boss. Pretty much everything annoys me, but the subtle micromanaging is the worst.
- Coworker calls for Other Secretary on my line. Strike one. Explain that she is elsewhere this morning and to call back this afternoon. Coworker calls back SIX MINUTES LATER on other secretary's line. "Oh, I was hoping it would go to voicemail." Are you new here? All lines are answered live in this office. Strike two.
- People keep asking if I have a Random Pile of Documents. No. Suggest you check with Other Building Secretary, as documents are generally located in the Other Building.
Have I mentioned that I'm tired and irritable? Sigh. Just over eight more hours till I can go home.
In other news, I tried the Domino's pasta bread bowl last night. (Pregant women are hereby dismissed from the rest of the post.) The chicken alfredo variety. It was okay. I thought the sauce tasted a little oniony, but we all know how much I hate onions. I feel okay today, though, so maybe it was some other offensive flavor.
The real prize, though, is the bread bowl itself. It's the same soft dough they use for the breadsticks, so it's not as tough or chewy. It's lightly dusted with the same seasonings as the breadsticks (or the breadsticks used to be; haven't had them in a while) but not nearly as strong, so it's a hint of flavor without being overpowering, as I thought the breadsticks occasionally were.
The drawback is that it came sitting in a pile of grease. Possibly an oil/butter blend. Either way. Gross. But overall, decent. I haven't tried Pizza Hut's pasta, and I hear that it's better than Domino's (Domino's's? The name itself is posessive!). Really, though, they should stick with the pizza.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I haven't eaten anything exciting all week. Leftovers, mostly. But I did go to the greatest soup/salad/sandwich place on Saturday. It's called Zupas, and is apparently a local chain. Which is a pity for you, because it's so good! And every meal comes with a chocolate dipped strawberry! And they have flavor syrups so you can make your own Italian sodas! And they had Cherry Coke IN THE FOUNTAIN. So few places do. SuperTarget does, but the last time I was there, it was disgustingly low on syrup. Such a disappointment.
Have I mentioned I love Cherry Coke? More than Dr. Pepper, even. Also good, if you're going to Sonic or QuikTrip, is vanilla Dr. Pepper or Sprite with vanilla and lemon. In Idaho we called that a Scotch and Soda. I've never heard it called that anywhere else.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I downloaded--and then uploaded, I guess--some photos, including of one of my Teenage Mutant Ninja Chocolate Turtles:
Good times. I'm planning another adventure with turtles in the near future. This time, though, I am going to figure out a way for them not to stick to the waxed paper. Possibly by not putting them on waxed paper. The genius. It just keeps pouring out.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
But, a friend forwarded an e-mail today that says they are bringing back the classics! Sun-ripened Raspberry! Freesia! Brown Sugar & Fig! And my favorite...Pearberry! Now, I'll admit that some of the classic scents are strangely named too. (Coco Cabana, anyone? And Night-blooming Jasmine. Again with the night.) But at least many of them I could recognize. Pink Grapefruit, Coconut, Strawberry Lemonade...they're actual things with actual smells. Of course, if I remember properly, I liked Flowering Herbs (maybe? I thought it was yellow, not pink), and that's really unspecific.
Moral of the story: If a scent you liked was discontinued, check to see if it's back.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Also, I didn't realize how much Pirates of the Caribbean rips off Treasure Island. I had a copy of Treasure Island as a kid, but it was abridged, and even as a third grader, I was offended by the idea of reading an abridged book.
However, there are several books I've read that I wish had been abridged versions: Anna Karenina, Les Miserables. I read an abridged Count of Monte Cristo (which I didn't realized was abridged until I was 3/4 done) and I don't feel like I missed anything. So I guess the moral of the story is that abridged books aren't bad. And live theater with twelve-foot pools of water? Awesome.
Monday, May 4, 2009
My camera is dead, so I can't show you pictures, but I made chocolate turtles. I was craving them at work, so I stopped and picked up pecans. I already had chocolate and caramels. I have these chocolate "melting disks" that are about the size of a half dollar, though thicker. I warmed up a caramel in the microwave and smooshed it on the chocolate with a pecan half. It's pretty good, but I think the ratios are off. Once "Big Bang Theory" is over, I'll try again with milk chocolate chips. I'm so sad for you that there aren't pictures.
Friday, May 1, 2009
In today's installment, we review toilet paper. Living alone is finishing a roll of toilet paper and not putting a new one on the holder and nobody getting mad. Indeed, roll after roll of toilet paper can be finished and not put on. It's swell.