El Bano Publico/ Finely Chopped slices #2386435

If I hear another cell phone conversation from a public bathroom stall... Okay maybe this post belongs in the "rant" section of a newspaper or internet. The poor unspecting person on the opposite end, thinking that this person is giving them their undivided phone attention. Nope. I bet they are also one of the "hanger droppers who don't pick them up" at Nordstrom Rack. Maybe if at a real Nordies, they'd be more careful. Yes, I do have my place in this world and I snudgingly pick up dropped hangers (if I'm near and sometimes have a slight scoffy look and smile if that's possible) whilst wearing my most casual Birkenstocky fashion. Some folks are just entitled aren't they? Drop hangers, talk in bathroom stalls, probably even throw their trident on the sidewalk on a hot day. I wish I wasn't "entitled" to listen to their conversation." "Oh, wait, hold on a sec...." they say. Ew!!!! I wanted to say lalallalalalamblalbbbblah out loud just so I wouldn't hear their play by play and the pauses that made my mind gross out.

Wintry Mix/ Finely Chopped Slices#18436789

December 2008

Wintry Mix. What kind of weather prediction is this? I've just been informed of what this description is.

-Rain and snow and cold
-There is sleet (rain and ice) and hail (chunks of ice falling from the sky..bb size to softball)
-And last but not least...If it's bad, it's gonna happen.

This was a forecast in the Ohio area of the USA today. Oh, help me.

Um, okay I don't care for hot summers and I really did think I liked cooler weather, but I just froze my toes off checking the mail yesterday (here in SoCal). Today I wore covered shoes. Well sort of. I have my scarf in tow. I love wearing those. So fun and accessorieish. I recall once visiting Ohio and wanting to be "valet"ed at the Walmart (say with Jeff Foxworthy accent). It was just too frigid to walk from parking spot to front entrance. Cold hurts at times and I am smarter than a 5th grader. I probably wasn't wearing true warm weather gear but nonetheless.

I've recently not even wanted to walk out into the garage to switch the clothes from washer to dryer (no maid, no mo). Ew and dry skin, that's a whole 'nother forecast.

Have a warm Day.


"The coldest winter I ever saw was the summer I spent in San Francisco." ~Mark Twain

Microwave (not recommended)/ Finely Chopped Slices # 3928

September 2008

If it is not recommended that one use the microwave for the proposed dinner, lunch or breakie item, why post the directions of us on how to cook in the microwave? If it's recommended not to do, why list the details on how to do the not recommended cooking instructions? I just don't get it.

Let's say if it probably won't taste best "if cooked this way" then why give explicit instruction? I've read the three different ways of preparing the item and decide that number one is best. Traditional. Traditional always seems to thrive in our household. One pan versus two. Oh yeah!!!! I'm not very good at loading the dishwasher anyway.

I saute, I boil. Finito.

Potstickers. Mmmmmm! Ready to eat.

Ling Ling.

T

Nice and Saucy/ Finely Chopped Slices #429429

November 2008

Well, just me minding my own business and the next thing I know, I'm in a modest soul food restaurant eating a (free) meal. It wasn't exactly a meal but a colorful experience anyway. I stopped in this local eatery to grab a menu. Bill is a big "rib" fan and well it seems I frankly just lack in the rib making department. I have reheated some already prepared rib before, don't get me wrong. Seems Bob of Bob and Boy's BBQ wanted me to try their food. He asked his wife to "give her a taste." She did, replying that she has to do what she's told. Cute funky couple from Louisiana or Mississippi. I ate the rib (was trying to use my plastic fork and knife) when the wife mentioned "not to be shy in front of her" and that I can't use a knife and fork. Okay, I thought here's my real chance to show my inexperience eating a nice and saucy rib. Hold both ends, dive in. Oh, good, there's an extra napkin. I'm the only one at the counter (other seating is only two tables). I've never really cared for stuff with bones in it. Just a psychological thing. I'm a picker. I can do a drumbstick, but usually leave alot left on the bone. So there I am under the spotlight sloshing up this rib. Like a total foodie from TLC, I say "very good." The candied yam was quite tasty as well. They handed me a menu and I'm on my bbq ribby way. So glad I carry handy wipes with me.

Have a Saucy Day!!!!

Finely Chopped Slices #2 Filing Follies

May 2008

I've recently gotten some new filing tips from my Sacramento sister. Have label maker and have really been looking forward to organizing and putting away more paperwork.

Must get Manila envelopes. How did they get that name anyway? Long way to import what would seem to be a common papery item.

Go to Target. Love this Target. It's quiet and one can actually shop in relax mode. Pass music cd display. Push number 28 "Celtic Relax." Push number 12 "Calming Ocean." Push one final display "Mozart's Violin" and keep on shopping. I'm actually on a quest for a stainless steel trash can.

No trash cans in sight then I serendipitously find myself in the office supply section. There they are!!!! Manila envelopes, 12 for 2.94 or 48 for 3.34. Which one to choose? I ponder this question for a quarter of an hour. How many do we need? Twelve would probably be enough. But what if we needed extra? I weigh the difference in price and ll of the variables of having too many or too little manila folders. I mentally imagine throwing a few on my checked baggage (still free) for mom and Karrin to file when I visit them in Sacramento. I really don't want lots of extra clutter in my life, including off color folders. I unpack. I'm back at the store now. Hmmm? I could create a file for "extra manilas." No, waste of precious filing space. After ping ponging for a while on aisle 6, I put both back and walk away. It just wasn't my time to buy them. Argh.

I really hate filing anyway!!!!

Finely Choppeds Slices # 4335836 You gotta know when to hold 'em

May 2009

Went out for a normal breakfast at our local I-Hop. Took me a while to concretize that the Hop stood for House of Pancakes. I knew about the "International " part but was figuring that the food must be so delicious that it makes International folks hop and or dance after a meal.

After living overseas in an enchanting country for three years one may come to realize that they miss certain things. Like a good ol' boy American Breakfast. Eggs, toast, butter in a cup, etc. Italy only inhales an espresso and off they go.

I'm there with my dad and I'm pretty excited about the dining experience. It's quite tacky there and I just love it. The fake plants, the random chotchki's and the music. Oh wait. Not the music. I casually note that Kenny Rogers is playing. Okay, cool. Nothing against Kenny. We order and chat. I get Viv' La French Toast. When our order arrives we notice that The Gambler is playing. Holy Nashville!!!! Soon after we start counting the K.R. songs and look for Howie Mandel to show up. Is he filming us? "Lady...I'm your night in shining armor and I love you...? We are really cracking up at this point. Like I said, Kenny Rogers is great, but you gotta know when to hold 'em!!!!

I think I'll burn them a cd of Sean Paul for my next visit. It's all good.

Finely Chopped Slices #24347839 Raincations

Hubby and I were talking tonight and we saw that a nearby town (an hour away) may get rain on Monday. "Ooooh, I love the rain," I say. I then check our zip code for possible dewage in the forecast. Nothing, partly cloudy. Hubby then proceeds to tell me gleamy eyed about the rain that we had recently and how it really downpoured. What?!!!! I say. Yeah, basically two years ago it really required one to turn the wipers on non delay. I was cracking up about his vivid recollection like it was yesterday. It had such an impression on him. Me, I'm thinking the last time I saw rain was well, can't remember. I really like rain and when the sprinklers come on frankly I pretend that it is raining. Some people go to Hawaii for the lava beaches, or the Rockies for the majestic mountains, or Lake Tahoe to ski, etc. I'm thinking that we need a "raincation." Yep. We need Seattle? Ireland? Ohio? We're going to definitely seek out some soggy weather and plan ahead. Funny thing is hubby just told me that in the back of his cab (truck) he keeps an umbrella and an ice scraper. Neither of which he needs. Last time I scraped frost off of my car window was with an atm card. So on these weathery dreams to all of you out there who get normal amounts of rainfall, whatever!!!!

Finely Chopped Slices # 237823 Birthday Slice

Well here it is my pre birthday day. I'm feeling quite the lack of phone calls today. I understand that folks will call me tomorrow and relish my sisterness, friendness, daughterness, nieceness, cousinness, etc. I'd mention wifeness but I've already spoken to hubby about the severely silent telephone. I'm looking at the digital crimson zero for "messages" on my home phone (yes, I still have one). It's NOT ringing. I guess people must save up to talk to me tomorrow. They want to make sure they got "stuff" to say. Ya know, more than just "Happy Birthday" and "You're how old?" and such. A thought: maybe I'm not the center of their universe? What?!!!! Just because my outgoing message has read for the recent two weeks that I'm registered at World Market and Ross doesn't mean that I'm self centered. Huh. It's so silent tonight. We got our garage door opener fixed tonight. I'm not a mechanic, but I did mention to Bill that it was making funny noises a few days ago. Now I'm thinking we should've just let it keep making those noises as to not heare the non rings of our telephone, my birthday calls or better yet, surprise visits from family, suprise party? Come on' people!!!! Just kidding. I'm thrilled to have our garage door opener fixed and tomorrow I'll be quite busy. Yeah. Real busy. So, if you name begins with A-L,, please call between 9-noon and M-Z please call any time after that (before 9). Okay, this 43 year old wishes all of you a great day.

Blogarific

Okay well here it is. I'm a blogger now. What???? I've been asked a few times if I "blog." Do I what?!!!! You should. Well, okay I am!!!!

The blog pressure (too strong of a word) came yesterday or was it last night at 230am. My sister in law had asked if I blogged in an email earlier that day. It was on the back burner of my mind as I mentally wrote an hour and half one (blog) at 230am until 4am. It was a really good one although, I think I needed the beauty (and sanity) rest. I mentally blogged about blogging.

I love writing and usually just send my "thoughts" to unsuspecting relatives or friends. Now, I think, they can just read my blog by choice. Is that how it works? I guess I should've done more research. I'll call my consulting firm later.