While making our traditional trip to Wal-Mart after church yesterday, I asked Lloyd to drive by the house so we could get our Icee cups to re-fill them. I got out the car, ran to the house, but was frozen at the front door by this giant spider. I would have put a quarter by him for scale but a) I was terrified and b) I’m pretty sure he would have eaten it.
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Take that, Orville.
I ran out of microwave popcorn bags a while ago. Rats. I really love popcorn. Seriously, I think I have a problem. No day is so bad that a beer and a bag of popcorn can’t erase it from your memory. Anyway, I discovered that I had a jar of actual popcorn that we used this summer in school. Did you know that you can throw a palmful or two in a lunch sack, fold it up tight, and microwave it as-is? Just take it out when the pops start slowing down, just like the other kind. The beauty of this is that I can slather it with butter (a reasonable slather – I’m not crazy), and feel good about putting actual butter in my gut, not some unpronounceable crazy fat. Yum!
I’ve used this bag eight times. I’m going for a record.
Ha!
Lloyd is wicked funny! I came home from a long day to find a new desktop picture on the Mac.
Busy Saturday ahead – I have the plans and possible gumption to take in the recycling and perhaps do something about that dang leaky sink in the bathroom. Ahoy, Saturday!
Good Cat!
The cats have some pretty bad feline acne happening now, and while I have some old medicine to put on their chins, I wanted to get some sort of wash that would take care of it. While in Lincoln, I went to PetCo. They didn’t sell what I needed, but I saw something that just about made me pee myself with laughter. It’s called ‘Good Cat!’ – an herbal additive that you put in your cat’s drinking water to make them nice. No joke. “Just one teaspoonful in your cat’s drinking water twice daily will calm your finicky, unfriendly or territorial cat.” Apparently you can discontinue treatment once your cat has shaped up. I’d try it on Cricket, but I’m not sure if I want to change her nasty attitude. She’s pretty bent, but I wouldn’t want her soul deformed by some herbal juice.
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Beautiful Mess
Visit your local library! I had to get some stuff for school, and as I was walking through the library lobby I saw the boxes by the door just chock-full of magazines they had weeded out. I got a bunch of Martha Stewart ones, an Oprah one, and a Rachel Ray one. I’m set for my Wealthy Life Coaches collection. I got them for free! (If it’s free – it’s me!) The only drawback to these are that somebody has gone through them before and cut out a bunch of stuff, so I can’t get too invested in an article. It might not end.Â
Well, it just so happens that the other night I had a strange hankering for something chocolatey. In the Rachel Ray magazine there was a recipe for a cup-of-chocolate-death kind of thing. I decided to try to make it.Â
It required two tablespoons of double-strength coffee (done), one teaspoon of brandy (which I don’t have, so I used wine), three ounces of melted chocolate (but I have the squeezy tubes, so that’s easier), and then knocking the bowl over with your hand while you squeeze out the last tube.Â
I think it turned out pretty well, don’t you?
Buns of Steel
Lloyd has a story to tell, but he’s working on stuff for school and he asked me to tell it. Apparently, during one of his computer classes he walked past the eraser tray of the whiteboard and caught his pants. All twelve boys heard them tear, and he said, “Well, looks like I ripped my pants. Who’s got duct tape?” One of the guys threw some at him (I just have to say – what’s up with that?) and Lloyd got them started on a project, then patched his pants. Such resourcefulness! I think I’ll have him hem my skirt. No hair jokes, please.