What's your favorite thing to drink when it's cold outside?
When I've placed the keys where they are going to rest for the night, after I've shoveled or have come down with the beginning stages of frostbite, THIS helps -- sometimes. Other times some tea or coffee.
What's your favorite kind of homemade cookie? Share the recipe if you have it.
I just made a few dozen Toll House chocolate chip cookies with walnuts and hazelnuts. Instead of ordinary vanilla, we had 'bourbon vanilla' which gave it a very subtle change in flavor.
]]>If your Vox Neighborhood had a potluck dinner tonight, what dish, drink or dessert would you bring?
Some dessert and some fine, dry champagne. Maybe some sparkling juice for the yutes and those who don't want any.
For a full sit-down dinner with several guests, would you rather be the one cooking or do you prefer to just show up and eat?
I am showing up and eating. I seem to have the "mild" stomach bug and despite it being a bug, people want me to show up. I've asked that I have a distinct cup, marked with a B. No kisses either.
What is your favorite dish on the Thanksgiving table?
Submitted by Kadeeae.
The clean ones. I have this thing about eating food off of dirty dishes. >:)
I also like blue dishes. Though I adore handmade dishes because I was a ceramist.
With me, sometimes you need to actually ask a question as it's meant to be asked to get the answer you want.
A certain someone I live with and I had a conversation I wanted to end. It was concerning a lunch that was given to me: slow-cooked bbq chicken. Now, I admit that I'm spoiled by establishments that make it perfectly acceptable to binge at the speed of light and then completely regret not taking the time to thoroughly enjoy or even chew a meal. It's part of a problem I attribute to short, short lunch periods during public and parochial school. So, back to this chicken. As I popped some of it in my mouth, I noticed that I had just as much bone as I has meat... Each mouthful, even the most calculated had me chewing carefully and picking out bones of all sizes... At one point I turned with a distressed look stating that I thought I swallowed part of a bone. After, I was asked what I thought of the meal. I said that while the meat was alright, the meal was ruined because of all the bones I had to endure. Big bones, medium bones, which were completely obvious and avoidable, then the teeny tiny thin yet pointy rib bones. I said that serving it in this fashion is just a lawsuit waiting to happen. It seemed the party that asked thought I was absurd "because chicken has bones". (well... DUH, right?) My point is, even after I had realized this was a bony mess, I think I still managed to swallow what felt like, on the way down, a piece of bone. Now, call me crazy, but it's my opinion that if you're running an eating establishment, you might want to make an effort to keep your patron from choking or perhaps swallowing a bit possible of creating an opportunity for internal bleeding, right? Pardon me while I try to restrain my inner hypochondriac.
Of course, when I opened and began eating this, I thought I had a bunch of BBQ chicken thighs. I did expect bones, just not what turned out to be an entire chicken, hastily chopped to bits with bone fragments of all shapes and sizes.
So, for future references, from this establishment, I'll be ordering food prepared with veggies only or cold-cuts.
I went to bed earlier than I usually do. I was online, feeling crappy for various reasons... Not physically ill, just was unhappy with life and I think it manifested itself in a strong urge to sleep...
...14 hours later, I woke up. Could this be payback for years of insomnia? The opposite of insomnia? Non awakey-itis?
I woke up into another day of rain. Another cold upstate NY day where I can't go out for a long thought clearing walk. I could go if I bundled up, but I wasn't in the mood for that and for the past few days, it's poured, not rained. The type of heavy rain that didn't spare anything dry. The kind of downpour that found its what into everything. A few weeks ago, I bought a $17 umbrella -- that would have done the trick but I accidentally left it in my sisters SUV and it's been missing from her car and my possession ever since.
I got to the convenience store today and checked my checking account balance. It was under $100 and seeing it made me nervous. It's times like these where every expense, except coffee, is scrutinized. Where I spend enough time pondering if I should get something to eat, then all of a sudden, I get disgusted and just settle for ramen or mac and cheese, both foods I FUCKING hate. That's all hunger is. If you eat what you're sick of, the body doesn't care. It will still use what it needs for energy and turn the rest to fat. In the previous instances, it most likely turns that crap into fat!
The other day, one of the temp agencies that knows I'm desperate and will do almost anything for money called. I didn't return their call until a while later, so I missed a day job but they had another thing up their sleeves to offer me. A job as an administrators assistant, filing, typing, taking calls, and making coffee? I don't know, but they added fast paced and other terms that sweetened the deal. I hesitated for a moment because I remember this type of work was offered to me before. They had me come in and take these stupid java based exams that were limited to the creators imagination and didn't allow for some of the methods of doing things that I do... The results were not perfect and there for, they decided not to pass my resume on. I told her I wasn't interested and she said "you're not interested in this type of work?" and I said "not really". This reminded me of the conversation where I discussed what type of work I was interested in and she responded that this company has a subsidiary that is more suitable for me and she'd pass my resume on. Is it just me, or does it seem like she never did this? I have nothing against being an admin's assistant, only that it's not what I want to do. I feel that it wouldn't be something I'd be good at.
Today, I was expecting a call on whether or not I got a seasonal job at Best Buy. I didn't get one. So does this mean no? (I laugh sadly) When interviewing he asked me where he could place me and I said anywhere. Maybe that wasn't a firm enough answer? This is the second time I've been put off by them... Is there any department I couldn't work in? Appliances, maybe.
Oh well. I have to get the hell out of this funk and hunt down some more leads... And try not to sleep so long. Easier said than done -- it's my sisters weekend off and I like being 'out of her way'.