January 2011
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Geeky fun.
I just signed up for a 4-month, online course in cheese-making through GNOWFGLINS. Lessons include:
About Cultured Dairy and Cheesemaking
Sour Cream / Creme Fraiche and Whole Milk Buttermilk
Cultured Butter and Buttermilk
Clabbered Milk and Cheese
Heritage Yogurt
Greek Yogurt
Kefir and Kefir Cheese
Kefir Cream and Kefir Ice Cream
Ricotta and Soft Cheese
Cottage Cheese
Feta Cheese
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It's Friday. To celebrate, I have decided to be an...
Conversation with B a few weeks ago that I forgot...
Braden: Tuggy called me while we were in the movie. I'm calling her back. (A few minutes later.) No answer. (A few more minutes later.) I wonder what she wanted?
Me: Eh, probably looking for me. Or wanted people to play board games. Or something.
Braden: I'm going to text her.
Me: If it was important she would have left a message.
Braden: You don't know that. What if she's in jail?
Me: In jail?!
Braden: You have to admit, of all the people we know, Tuggy would probably have one of the more creative ways of getting incarcerated.
Me: Granted, but I don't think she'd use her one phone call to contact you.
Braden: I make things happen.
Me: Again, granted, but we have no money for bail. Don't you think she would probably call Travis? You know, get the support of her church?
Braden: Unless, she thought that we would do a better job of contacting people for her. Or that we wouldn't be afraid to bust her out. Or maybe the way her brain memorizes numbers is weird, and the fact that ours both start with 865 made them easier for her to remember.
Me: You are thinking way too much about this.
Braden: I wonder why she's in prison, though. It must be a good story.
Me: She's not in prison! She's not even in jail!
Braden: You don't know that.
Me: I have a pretty good feeling.
Mean girls.
For various reasons (not least of all because I watched The Bachelor this week), I’ve been thinking a lot about how girlfriends undermine one another. It really bothers me when I see women, especially friends, take one another down in subtle ways, and unfortunately, I feel like I see it happen a lot.
I often see this play out in the following ways:
making comparisons between one another,...
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I laughed out loud. Is that chicken you’re eating REALLY organic?
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I’m not nice when I’m mean.
– Me, as quoted to me by Braden. Apparently I say fun things I don’t remember later when I’m sleepy.
I usually get a little nauseous when wedding porn shows up in my reader, because dude, wedding planning was stressful and I am reminded of a time when my Google reader was inundated with decoration ideas, color schemes and DIY favors. But I love this. Casual, outdoor weddings are best, in my humble opinion. :)
Valentine's weekend getaway=booked.
Cool stuff to do in Decatur, Georgia. →
Alright, local ladies. We’re doing this. Soon.
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Today ...
I woke up in time for church, despite having forgotten to set my alarm the night before.
got my dishwasher installed.
cleaned the bathroom after an unfortunate flooding incident (which was timely, because it needed to be done but I had put it off because it was Sunday).
made huge headway in trimming down our possessions and reorganizing the house with my new Ikea purchases. I now have a...
So, after a very long funk about it all, I started writing again today. Like, writing towards a productive end, not just crazy, erratic blogging or journaling with a Sharpie. And it feels really good. Today on my lunch break I sat down and wrote several pages worth of stuff before I even thought about it. Words started flowing out in pretty patterns, not in the crazy, emotive word-vomit way...
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Conversations with a sick man.
Me: How are you feeling?
Braden: I feel like I've been beaten with a stick of pure hate, then someone tied a string to a porcupine tail and dragged it backwards through my intestines six or eight times.
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Me: Do you feel like you can sit up to eat something?
Braden: No. I can't go anywhere.
Me: Can I get you anything?
Braden: Some Goody's powder.
Me: We're out. I'll go grab some at the store.
Braden: No, no, no. Don't do that. I'll go.
Me: You can't sit up, but you can go to the store?
Braden: I'm oscillating between being a baby and martyr. I'm sick. Deal with it.
Me: (groan) I'll be back in ten.
In which we have a mature, responsible...
Braden: I've been thinking, I really want our first daughter to be Chinese.
Me: Aw, that's sweet, babe.
Braden: Can we call her Kim?
Me: Uh ... I guess I'd want to think about it further on in the process. Why Kim?
Braden: SO I CAN CALL HER KIMCHI!
Today's excitement.
This morning in staff meeting I learned that we are getting retroactive Christmas bonuses. Yay!
My landlords are buying us a dishwasher. It seems like a dorky thing to get so excited about, but for REALZ, this is going to make my life better. We spend so much time hand washing and drying dishes, it’s ridiculous.
We may be heading up to Charleston this weekend to pick up a car that my aunt...
Who's your mommy?
Have you read this NY Times article: “Why Chinese Mothers are Superior”? It’s written by Amy Chua, author of the controversial Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother,* and illustrates why she believes that being a “Chinese mother”—one who places absolute importance on achievement and does not stand for even the smallest failure (an A- would, for example, constitute a...
Snowed in.
Chattanooga got hit with the most snow it’s had since the mid-90s, and since I work up the mountain, I haven’t been able to get to work. Heck, since I live on a hill on a narrow residential street that no snow plow can get up, I haven’t been able to get to work. Monday and Tuesday I hiked over to friends houses for food and warm blankets and movies and tea and snuggling and...
Versailles Takes On A New Role: Luxury Hotel →
My landlord's daughter just sent me a friend...
Why does accepting seem like a really, really bad idea? Hm …
Clever Fingers and Triggi Designs →
photolodico:
speaking of facebook business groups… my friend and the amazing woman who made my wedding dress and the one shown in the picture below just started her own business page. Show her some love!
Bronchial.
So, apparently I coughed all night long, keeping Braden up all night. I know this because
a) he told me and
b) my throat feels so raw I woke up wondering if I had been sleep-eating stemware
I kind of feel like I did the time that I was getting pneumonia and didn’t know it. Icky, but not icky enough for me to rationalize acting like I feel icky. Don’t you hate days when you feel...