I was cruising Mush’s blog, Goblinbox, and she had posted a word cloud for her blog. It was so cool, I had to steal one for myself! If you want one for your blog, click here:
Creative dinner block
January 25, 2007Dinner of the week (so far): I made stuffed pork tenderloin last night (stuffing is lump crab meat, bread crumbs and egg) that I marinated in a type of mesquite marinade. Italian spinach, saffron rice and black eyed peas were the sides.
The pork was slightly overdone, but still tasty. Just a few minutes too long in the oven can really make the difference between overcooked or juicy/tasty.
But tonight, I’m not feeling really inspired. I’m leaning toward pot roast because it’s always a winner and doesn’t require a lot of effort for me to cook.
But, I’m open to any suggestions. What is your favorite easy meal to prepare?
Winter time blues
January 24, 2007Lately, I’ve been having a bit of trouble waking up in the morning. I just don’t want to drag my ass out of bed and go to work. It’s a bit unusual for me, because I am usually one of those terribly annoying, perky morning people.
As I was looking at the alarm clock this morning, not wanting to get out of bed again, it occured to me that I might be a little depressed. Winter is my least favorite time of year. Things are not as good as they could be at work. I feel a bit like I’m in a rut. Go to work, come home, cook dinner and then go to bed.
I’m ready for some wholesome sunshine and spring-time goodness.
State of the Union
January 23, 2007It’s that time of year. Tonight is the State of the Union address. So what will you be doing this evening?
1) I will be watching the President’s speech tonight. That man knows how to come up with solutions to complex problems and is bound to lead this country to greatness. Besides, he looks so handsome in his suit and American Flag lapel pin.
2) I will be watching the speech tonight because I have a balanced, open mind and want to hear what he has to say.
3) I will be watching so I can hear him mangle his sentences and watch him squirm.
4) I will be watching to take note of all of the untruths and outright lies.
5) I couldn’t watch even if you paid me. I despise the man.
6) State of the Union? President? Never heard of that of which you speak. News to me.
(In the interest of full disclosure, dear reader, I must tell you that I puked just a bit in the back of my throat when I wrote the first choice.)
Joke off Monday 23
January 22, 2007
This is a departure from the usual Joke off Monday, as it is a true story.
Last week, I went to leave a comment on The Persian’s blog, Becoming Visible. He had a great picture of his kitty posted and I was going to leave a quick word or two about how pretty his baby was. That’s a picture of her above. Cute, no? But lately, for some reason, when I comment there, it takes a looong time for the comments box to pop up. So, I’ll click on the comments box and let it load while I move on to another blog.
In the meantime, I stopped by the lovely Jenika’s blog, Moments That Mark My Life and left a comment for her.
A while later, I looked at the bottom of my computer and what I believed to be The Persian’s comment box had finally loaded so I typed in: “Mighty cute pussy you’ve got there!” and hit the “send” button.
Imagine my shock and embarassment when I realized that I had actually commented on Jenika’s blog!
I erased the comment immediately, but Jenika has her comments sent to her by email. Of course she received it. I had a bit of explaining to do.
It’s funny now, but I was so embarassed at the time. I sat in my office and turned red as a beet.
Weekend wrap-up
January 21, 2007What one thing are you most looking forward to. . .
1. …today?
A stout bloody mary at Gene’s, and dinner tonight. I’m making Cornish Hens. Get down!
2. …over the next week?
Hmm. Let’s see not a lot going on this week. I’m looking forward to the fact that it is a normal week and there will be no traveling or damned airplanes and airports.
3. …this year?
The business becomes wildly profitable. (Very self-centered and materialistic, I know. But sometimes I can be that way.)
4. …over the next five years?
An honest president with an IQ greater than his shoe size.
5. …for the rest of your life?
Growing older and wiser with Justin’s hand in mine. Taking the time to watch sunsets together and relaxing more.
That’s all I’ve got for today. Enjoy what’s left of your weekend. Since it’s Sunday, you know what time it is for me!
The rest of the story
January 20, 2007As I boarded my flight back home from Houston to Little Rock through Dallas, there was a flight attendant greeting all of the passengers as we came aboard. Blonde and attractive, I immediately took notice of him and his silver ring and silver necklace.
I chose a spot somewhere in the middle of the plane in an aisle seat. After the plane taxied down the runway and got in the air, the flight attendants began asking folks for their drink orders. Although the cutie was not my flight attendant, he walked by my seat many times. Every time he did he would brush into me. The first couple of times I didn’t pay any attention. I mean the airplane was cramped and it was a full flight. But by the third or fourth time, I certainly did notice.
Hmmmm.
After we landed in Dallas, almost everyone deplaned as it was their destination. (Can you imagine that? No one wanted to fly to Little Rock, Arkansas.) Since there were only twenty some odd people left on the plane, I took a seat at the very front of the aircraft so I could be one of the first to hop off when we landed.
While waiting for the few passengers to get seated a guy sat beside me that was from Arkansas. He, cutie flight attendant and I were soon conversing. Long-winded Arkansas guy was telling cutie flight attendant all the fabulous things he could do in Little Rock that evening. (Yeah, right.) Cutie flight attendant cut him off at some point and said to me, “I really like your shoes.”
Hello!
The flight finally got underway and once again the flight attendants began serving drinks and peanuts. Since I was having to sit there and listen to long-winded Arkansas guy talk about his job, (Imaging technologies and services… sheesh.) I decided to have a little vodka and OJ to make it all a bit more bearable.
I ordered my drink and handed a flight attendant four bucks. She disappeared behind the divider and returned again with my four dollars. She then pointed behind the divider where cutie flight attendant was standing and said, “Your drink is on him.”
Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!
The rest of the flight was uneventful, for the most part. I did learn that although cutie flight attendant called Phoenix home, he was actually from Canada. With the slight accent, I was thinking Minnesota or another northern state but Canada certainly fit. As I deplaned I did thank cutie flight attendant for the cocktail.
I retreived my luggage from the carousel, walked into the night and began the two hour journey home to Memphis. Alone I drove, thinking of my man at home and hoping he would be waiting up late for me.
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Thanks for all of the comments on the banner. Although I would like to take credit for it, Justin created it while I was in Houston. Yeah, he’s sweet and creative like that.
Stay tuned
January 19, 2007Back in the office today. Tired, busy and aggravated. But, I really do have another story or two from my whirlwind trip to Houston. (The one about the flight attendant being my favorite.)
It’s good to be home, I just wish my work here was somehow miraculously done while I was gone.
I’ll update in the morning.
Peace, y’all.
The morning show from Houston
January 18, 2007I was told in Little Rock that my flight to Dallas could be delayed due to ice. As I flew into Dallas for my connecting flight to Houston, I could indeed see some of the white stuff, mostly on rooftops.
Luckily, my flight was not delayed and I made it to Houston at seven something last night. Folks, I am many, many miles south of Memphis and it is colder here than at home. Go figure. The one time I come to Houston and it becomes the deep freeze.
Houston seems like a pretty neat place. At least what I could see from the rental car, zooming along at 70 miles per hour. At night. Once I checked into the hotel, I was starving, so I drove down an access road and found a Bennigan’s. Their Monte Cristo sandwich was just what the doctor ordered. So, I slipped in there and made a to go order for the sandwich. While I was waiting, sipping on a much needed beer, a couple of girls came in and were talking to a couple of guys that were already seated. When one of the young women took off her jacket, she was wearing a shirt that was printed with “Ask me about my penis.” In Memphis, we don’t see that type of thing out very much, unless it’s at a gay bar or in a certain part of town.
Cool shirt, but I still didn’t have the nerve to ask her about her penis. Although she was wearing the shirt, I think she would have been highly offended if I’d asked. I just got the vibe, you know.
So, I brought my beloved Monte Cristo sandwich back to the hotel room, set it down, and grabbed the bucket to get some ice for the six-pack I had purchased. As soon as I walked out of the hotel room, I realized I had left my card doohickey for the lock on the dresser. I had been at the hotel five minutes and had already locked myself out, with my beloved Monte Cristo in the room.
If I weren’t such a manly-man, people, I would have cried tears of frustration.
After I got another card from the front desk, (whoever came up with the card idea for hotel locks: I poo-poo your idea. I don’t think about grabbing a card when I leave. I think about KEYS, not CARDS. Therefore, I lock myself OUT.) I was finally able to sit down with my sandwich, my beer and laptop.
Sweet.
I chatted with Justin and Dykewife for a little while, then took my tired ass to bed.
Oh, Lewis, the reason for driving the two hours to Little Rock to catch the plane to Houston is this: The flight from Memphis to Houston on Northwest is typically triple the cost of the flight from Little Rock to Houston on Southwest.
Alright, more about Houston tomorrow. Have a great day, y’all.
A Texas-size journey
January 17, 2007Today I’m leaving to drive to the Little Rock airport to catch a flight to Houston. I have to be trained how to use a new system that accesses real estate records there.
I hate flying. It makes me nervous. When I get nervous, I want to smoke. You can’t smoke on airplanes.
Crap.
My plan is to fly into Houston, find a bite to eat and a six pack of beer and head on back to the hotel. There won’t be much going on tonight, so I might see you guys while I’m cruising the internets.
