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Disturbing Thoughts…
Friday I went into the office to do some work, and I was going through some client files, and I discovered that one of our old, inactive clients was Enron. That got me thinking…I wonder if I would have felt differently about them back in 2001, when I was sweating in the dark, unwilling to turn on the a/c or a light, trying to keep my electric bill under control, worried about rolling power outs, while they were raping California for money, laughing all of the way to the bank. Would I have hated them less if they had been a current client? Somehow I doubt it. Another disturbing thing…
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Welcome to the Blogosphere!
My darling husband, Ted, started a blog today. I can’t wait to see what he’ll come up with. 🙂
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Why?
Last Friday, I was in a meeting at work, and someone brought ice cream. I was full, having had pizza already, and you all know what else I was full of at that point, so not too much appitite. There were a couple of different kinds of ice cream bars, and what I want to know is, WHY did I want one so badly? There were no nuts involved. No coffee flavored ice cream involved. Just basic vanilla with dark chocolate, vanilla with milk chocolate, or dulce le leche. Nothing I really like that much. And still, I WANTED one. WANTED IT. And my stomach said, uh, no thanks. And…
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Guyanese Proverbs…
After yesterday’s recipe, I started thinking about the culture of Guyana. I’ve never been there, and I cannot claim to be any sort of authority on it at all. BUT, I can say that there are some pretty interesting expressions/proverbs. My personal favorite, especially when Ted says it while doing his best Bill Clinton impression (Don’t forget the little gesture with your hand, like you’re putting your ATM card into the machine), is this one: “When mattie’s house afire, trow watah upon you’un” Literally translated: “When your neighbor’s house is on fire, throw water upon your own” I love that in Bill’s voice. I think Bill should go down to…
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Recipe Thursday
I’ve never seen ‘recipe Thursday’ anywhere before, so I just made it up. I don’t want to talk about poop anymore, or God, and I haven’t thought of anything else exciting, so I thought I would just give away the store here, and share one of our family’s favorite recipes. This picture is what I got when I googled “Curried Butternut Squash”, but it doesn’t look exactly like the dish I’m describing. Similar though, and tasty looking. Ted’s parents were born and raised in Guyana, which is in South America. If you don’t know much about Guyana, it was a British Colony. After Great Britian abolished slavery, they still needed…
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Five Things
I got this one from Hope, who did not tag me, but tagged Gina in the comments to her paper plate post, and I read it and liked it, so here we go: Five Things In my fridge: Leftover ingredients from softshell chicken tacos we had for dinner last night. Old film for Ted’s broken camera. (I used it much more than he did, but since it was a gift from me to him, I will still call it Ted’s camera. He prefers the digital, though.) Berries – Strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries. Eggs – with Omega 3 added, since we don’t eat a lot of fish or flax around here.…
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Grateful Today
This morning I am feeling very grateful. Yesterday, while getting ready to start my day, I received a phone call that my father-in-law was in the hospital. We weren’t sure what was wrong with him, but he had gone in because of extreme pain and very high blood pressure. On our way out to the hospital, we found out that he needed surgery right away, to remove his gallbladder. So, there we are. He had his gallbladder removed, which had ALREADY started to turn gangrene (I had no idea it could happen that quickly!). We didn’t get to see him after the surgery, because it was later in the day,…
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Anybody left to offend after the poop talk?
I was walking the dog the other day (She’s spoiled…she gets two walks a day), and I was listening to my beloved iPod (I’m spoiled, because Ted got me an iPod for no reason except he knew I wanted one), and I was listening to Joan Osborn’s Relish. That album always takes me back to 1995, because that’s when I first heard it, and I pretty much listened to it every day in my office at work. Ah, the days before I joined the cube dwellers, when I actually had an office…but I digress. So, I was walking along, and One of Us came on…that’s the song that made me…
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Because I don’t know Tech Stuff…
I have this great friend, Janet, who lives in New York. Yes, she’s hot, but that’s irrelevant. Esp since I’m both married and straight. Anyway, my point is, does anyone know if I can text message to her phone from my computer? Because, we could totally talk a lot more that way…and I miss her. And I know, I’m lame. I own no cell phone, because I hate them. Advice? Help? Anyone? Bueller?
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The Blog Post Where I Gross Out ALL of My Readers…
Warning…there will be poop talk. Nothing graphic, but poop nonetheless. (I usually put a graphic in my posts, but I googled ‘poop’, ‘constipation’, and ‘gross’, and came up with some stuff that you do NOT want to see. You’re welcome.) When you have an infant, or a toddler, a lot of your conversations and thoughts can revolve around the bodily functions…did she eat? Did she poop? She pooped? Yay! Of course, if she pooped on someone else’s watch, all the better, because then YOU DON’T HAVE TO CLEAN IT UP. Well, when Maya was 2 1/2, and had started pre-school, she had a teacher named Rekha, who was wonderful and…
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A Good Problem to Have
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! A couple of years ago, I was lamenting the cost of greeting cards, and that I end up paying out too much money around Mother’s Day. You see, I don’t only buy them for my mom, but for all of the “mother figures” in life, so they kind of add up. Then I stopped in my tracks, because I realized…this is not a bad problem to have. I have so many women in my life that I want to acknowledge as mother-figures, it ends up costing me some money (And I’ve tried a box of cards to save money, so I know, it doesn’t HAVE to be…
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As Promised…
Here are some pictures of Maya and the ducklings. We live too far from her school to walk the whole way, but we park at a library about a mile from the school and walk. We bring the dog, so she gets her exercise in as well. One stretch of the walk is on a bike trail, and there is a little canal running through it. There are often ducks in the canal, and we’ve been waiting for ducklings since September. Well, we saw them a few weeks ago, but only this week did we remember to bring some bread to feed them. And today I actually remembered the camera.…
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Nothing to See Here, Folks…Move Along….
Friday morning, did some work on a company newsletter already, getting ready to wake Maya up for school. I have nothing for you, my friends, though I’m hoping for some cute pics of Maya feeding ducklings on the way to school today…we’ll see if it happens. Oh, I have a friend who JUST started a blog a few days ago. He wants to be a writer, maybe, and is thinking this is a good way to write a bit every day. So far, he writes about important issues like Napping. Since I’m big on the napping thing, I thought I’d give him a shout out. Go Ramzi! Ted is thinking…
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Is it a Thursday 13? Or a HNT? You be the judge.
Guess what? It’s 87 degrees here (or was last night at 6:00), and our pool is finally open! I knew there had to be a benefit to this condo livin’! So, in honor of the pool being open, and how happy that makes us all, I’ll do two posts in one day…I could play it safe and save the movie post until Friday, but I’m throwing caution to the wind! Here is my Thursday 13…13 things I’m liking right now… 1. That the pool is open! YIPPPEEE! 2. That I got a pedicure, and you get to see it. (That’s my HNT, if you hadn’t guessed) Try not to be…
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The Good Girl
Did anyone see The Good Girl back in 2002? I did, and I really liked it. Didn’t have a blog then, so I’m writing about it now. 🙂 Ted was laid up the other night with food poisoning, which he suspects came from a veggie bagel at a deli with questionable cleanliness policies, so he went to bed really early. Like 7ish. Maya went to bed soon after, which pretty much left me to my own devices, which around here mean Rye Krisp, Tillamook Chedder, Chardonnay, and the Remote Control. I flipped around the channels awhile, but seeing as how I can’t stand Star Search American Idol, I ended up…