That up there is a quote from I-Carly. Not the crack....the Trousers. Consider it a tribute.
This is modern life. It's a dangerous snowstorm for some today. I have a Drake's crapcake truck sliding and spinning tires, spending a tank of gas to get out of his spot at the gas station where he's had to deliver. Life is so laughable that in a storm, we must be sure that the sugar and partially hydrogenated Treats to the Angioplasty center are delivered on time. He literally spent over 20 minutes trying to get out of the awkward big truck position on a tiny slope with snow.
Humanling tried something new tonight. Something that I was open enough to buy but not to taste. I made mung bean noodles. I know it rhymes with dung. She was tough to be around today. So I said to myself, I know what will fix HER wagon. But it seems that she really really likes these freak of nature transparent wormish noodles. They aren't even noodles, they are mung bean STRANDS. {shiver!}
I decided to make this awesome and easy looking soup tonight. It was simply water, lentils, carrots, rosemary and garlic. It was coming along beautifully. Until someone slipped a bar of soap into it. I didn't see the soap but I certainly did taste it. Unless Rosemary lathered way too much before hopping into the pot. Does anyone else ever have Cuss Word Repentent tasting soup? Blah! I can't bring myself to throw it out yet...all that work....
Genie made a very eye opening statement on last night's blog....have I become a Facebook dater? It's true....a FB flirt for sure but DATER! You know its only one letter from overkill....when you change your status so there is no online detection and you become a HATER! Oh Genie....you are so right...what has happened to my life??
But its so much fun. Addiction anyone?
I think Creepy aka Atlantic City is showing a few sides of fugly here and there which is unfortunate, He's blowing the whole good story this could have been. He's shown that some people are capable of becoming insanely possessive and crudely forward without really re-knowing someone over twenty years later. Plus there's something else that doesn't seem right to me. I don't want to judge but I prefer that if I'm in any sort of vibe with a single dad, that he talks about his kid. A lot. Creepy told me that he has a 10 year old boy and that he lives with his mom. Period. No photos, never talks about him otherwise....he's just busy making innuendos out of my sore throat status.
Capricornius has gotten that downwind scent of Another Guy Being Interested in me. I went to trek down to get my coffee this morning in the snow (easier to walk than to clean off the car) and found an envelope outside my door. Oh ladies...YOU know. The swooning happens when they think they are losing something. It was an incredibly sweet thing to do....to drop it off on his way to work (way out of the way) in a snowstorm. But you know the Caps buy sweet cars so he was safe. It seems from the card, that he would like maybe to seal this up a bit tighter. Sometimes its a nice thought...but we have such different taste in paint.
Here's another plug for our show this week ~ we have about seven awesome guests on this week discussing the subject of how your mind has the potential to shape the expression of your genes as well as the world around you. Holy bats, crapman! It's gonna be good!!! Again, that link to James Sinclair's documentary is www.whatifthemovie.com . My future husband, Bruce Lipton is in it. I like smart.
Guess where I met James? On Facebook! Yes...it's all coming together now....
