Saturday, July 25, 2009

Good Idea, Bad Idea

Good Idea:

Making a Buddha envelope holder.

Bad Idea:

Making a Buddha candle.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

This week I:

Sewed dresses.
Hand-washed dishes outside.
Sweated while weeding and pruning under the hot sun.
Fixed multiple bikes.
Baked carrot cake and zucchini bread.
Made a salad from my own garden vegetables.
Killed 150 grasshoppers.

It's amazing how pioneer-like we become when the cable gets turned off.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

On my mind...

1) I buy my kids clothes, and they change their outfits three times a day. I make my kids clothes, and they wear it all day long. Doing less laundry almost made it worth my while.

2) I don't mind telling people my cold symptoms, if they are runny nose, sore throat, phlegmy cough, fever, body chills, malaise, rash, headache, sputum, puffy eyes, body aches, cramping, open wounds, or vomiting. But, I feel uncomfortable telling people if I have, um, lower, uh, intestinal-type, {clear throat} evacuation-related issues.

3) This is probably the coolest picture I've ever taken:

4) My kids kept asking me what the black stuff was on the Cheetos. I told them not to worry about it, and to keep enjoying the orange salty goodness.

Turns out it was just black ashes flaking off an incinerated puff. Or hairs off of a fried rat leg.

5) Why is it that men can slam themselves into solid masses for the sake of a sport, pull impaled objects out of their own bodies without wincing, lacerate their own flesh, but they are dead to the world when sick with a little cold?

Thanks to my sister-in-law, I now know the answer:

Sunday, July 5, 2009

It's for the Blog

       My husband has a blog.  It is a food critique blog, for one specific type of food . . . like a hoagie or a taco.  Apparently, his palate is so refined that he can detect minute differences in the food's texture, flavor, components, and methods of preparation.  It really is quite a gift (he claims).  

       So, for the sake of his blog, he eats this particular food quite often.  He even analyzes the side dishes and condiments.   And, surprisingly, it just happens to be one of the foods that I nag him about eating.  But, I can't nag any more.  He no longer eats them for recreation.  It's for the blog.

So, I'm going to do one for my blog.

First, I chose three brands of my favorite meal.

Then, I prepared them all using the same method.

I sampled each one, eating a Swedish Fish between each sample to re-center my taste buds.

I checked the texture and volume of the foam.

I noted the richness of their colors and opacity.

I whiffed each one while swirling the glass.

Then, I stuck my nose in each glass and inhaled deeply.

I sipped them.

I rolled them.

I gargled them.

I swished them.

Then, I swallowed them.

Next, I tried each one with my favorite side dish.

Then I use a handful of Swedish Fish to rinse the buds, and repeat the process.

After my thorough analysis, my findings were:


Dang, looks like I'm going to have to do it all over again tomorrow.

For the blog, of course.