June 23, 2005
a little renewal
You know how some people are just plain good for you? Like spending time with them is refreshing, renewing. Their smile sunny, their giggle slightly contagious. I had the chance to take a country drive today, sit in the sun for a spell, and leave with a back seat full of rhubarb.
Then, once home, I struggle to make pie. "Cut shortening into flour with butter knife" the recipe tells me. Wha? I pull out the red KitchenAid and throw it all into the bowl with the pastry paddle and a small prayer.
"Roll dough with a cloth-covered rolling pin." Wha? Oh, this is impossible. I throw the cloth ONTO the dough ball and roll. That works.
The first pie is a disaster. The bottom crust dough is lumpy, irregular, broken and re-pieced. I dump half the sugar-soaked rhubarb in and attempt to cover it with the top dough, which is equally ugly.
The second pie comes together much easier, and the results are near-admirable, for it being the second pie I've ever attempted in my entire life.
They both brown nicely in the oven, and I take the pretty-ish one to Deb. Deb, in turn, agrees to run with me this evening, even though I will have the jogger and Jack riding his bike along with us. [Having the boys along makes for a, well, less-than-stress-free run, what with Jack riding out in front of traffic and etc.] Deb is another one of those great people who are just plain good for me.
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April 03, 2005
my village has a weblog, and there is water in our basement, and thank you deb for the sweet bread
Here. Small town stuff, for sure.
Note to self: next time you leave dishes at Deb's, make sure you leave bigger ones so that when she sends her son over to return them full of baked goodies, there is even MORE baked wonderful goodness.
Note #2: Nancy Hansen's home waxing strips SUCK. Pay the $8 and have Susan do them!!
And a shout out to my dear H who spent all morning in his boat shoes wading in freezing basement water, bilging it out.
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January 22, 2005
if I wasn't pissed, I'd be worried
My day, so far (and this is, hello, a Saturday):
730: up and shower
800: wake kids, dress and feed them
830: leave house for dance lessons
1100: return to house, find B. JUST WAKING UP
1200: feed kids lunch
100: 3-hour-long family-wide Pac-Man tournament (which illustrates the fact that we have done NOTHING TIRING TODAY)
400: B. lies down again for a NAP.
530: B. continues to sleep.
530: I begin to fume.
530: I consider sneaking out the house with the kids so he wakes at about 900 pm and wonders if he slept through Sunday.
530: I wonder, briefly (as I sometimes do), whether indeed he has some sort of sleep disorder, or if I really am married to a huge slacknerny.
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November 19, 2004
brian's vices
A strange thing: they took away that new toolbar that I moaned and groaned about several posts ago. Now I'm back to coding in links. Maybe they decided if I didn't appreciate it, I couldn't have it or something.
This after I began to appreciate the toolbar for making links. Of course.
And a snip of dialogue from Wednesday eve as I returned from school:
B: Hi honey. How's your day?
Me [suspicious because normally I get "Where have you BEEN!!"]: Fine...
B: You know how you said you loved me on the phone today?
Me [eyes narrowing]: yeah...
B: How much, exactly, do you love me?
Me: What did you BUY NOW??
B: Well, I went to look at some parts on a truck...
Me [relief seeping into my shoulders]: Oh, parts. How much?
B: Well, $250...
Me: That's an awful lot for parts. For which...?
B: Well, the parts are actually still ON the truck. Like, the parts CAME WITH a truck.
The main irony here is that we actually received a warning from our village zoning guy who said that we have to get rid of or register the three "abandoned/junk cars" from our driveway. And he's buying more.
The further irony is that we actually have FIVE unregistered vehicles in the drive.
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