We’re creating heaven in the form of a ham again this year. The soaking of the country ham has started.
We cut the hock off with our porky ham hacksaw blade–you have one don’t you?
I just got off the phone with my sister. Among other things she had to tell me that our parents just bought cemetery plots so no worry about what to do with them when they are dead. My sister and I practically cackled over the news (sorry to the ‘rents if you are reading, but c’mon that’s funny).
I had no sooner sat down when some freaky weird noise started up from the other room. I seriously thought the better-half had snuck into the house and was razzing me. I walked around trying to identify the sound. I thought maybe I had nudged a Christmas ornament and it was chirping. I quickly got over that idea because of all the weird ornaments we have we don’t have ones that chirp. I walked past my purse (again) and realized it was my cell phone. The one that is supposed to be off. The one I think turns itself back on just to annoy me. You can tell I don’t get many calls.
Naturally, with all the wandering around, I missed the call. I checked the call log and then googled the number. Someone I don’t know who lives in Midlothian, VA. Most of the messages left on my cell phone have to do with someone who sells cars and is either too stupid to put the correct phone number down in the ad or the interested buyers are too stupid to call the correct phone number. In this case no message.
Tonight I made corn and crab soup for dinner. More importantly, I used our new camera (Canon PowerShot S2) and took a picture that didn’t suck.
I’m off from work for the next two weeks. I have big plans while I’m off and they include sleeping past six and eating breakfast out at least once. And, I’ll be painting one of the upstairs rooms.
Speaking of sleeping past six, this morning I got up at 7:30 and thought OH THE LUXURY. The better-half asked, “Aren’t you going to sleep late?” Hehe. How different we are about sleeping. He ended up getting up shortly after I did so we could have breakfast and then bake another round of molasses cookies. The first round went mostly to a couple of people at work and since we were seeing the hairdresser today we made a batch for her.
While out we saw a car with the license plate “A MILF”. The woman had kids in her car and I can’t get past the idea of the woman having to explain what her license plate means. I shouldn’t worry about it too much. I’m sure her plate will get recalled once DMV figures out what MILF means.
Once a month I turn a spreadsheet into a PDF file with all kinds of mad security on it for the person who is the boss of my boss. Today I received an email that said something to the effect of “can you convert this report”? I quickly did my thing and emailed her back and wrote, “Not only can I, but I just did. Please see attached.” Bet you wish I worked for you.
These last two work weeks have just dragged. It feels like a month has been shoved into these last two weeks before Winter Break. At a meeting yesterday I learned that I have to re-write an activity for a course I have already sent to the editor. I’m sure the editor can’t wait to hear from me today about the changes.
The good news is unless the little bit of snow coming down now gets out of control we’re all going to lunch downtown. Lucky for us, we get to ride the bus for free so we’ll all be walking over to the shuttle stop, taking a free ride and then eating like a pack of wild dogs. I say wild dogs because we’ve been drooling over the menu all month. It takes so little to make us happy.
The better-half and I finally saw Harry Potter last night and we really liked it. At one point early on Harry says “I love magic”. I thought I love movies when the World Cup Quidditch scene was on the screen.
Today we had our official holiday luncheon at work. There was a very game group of people who provided entertainment. What they lacked in singing ability they made up for in bravery.
The best part was getting to go home early.
On the way home, I stoppped by the store to buy a few things for our food drive. I’m never sure what to contribute to those things. I always frown when I see can after can of condensed milk in the collection box, but maybe that’s something people who are in need seek out. I went for mac and cheese, soup and juice boxes.
First he’s going to wipe out limbo and then he’s going to set us straight on Christmas by stating the obvious.
I was checking last month’s stats and came across this site. The tagline at the end of the site made me laugh right out loud. A hard laugh.
Yesterday I had The Crank going on. I had been cold all day and had a headache (which didn’t go away until mid-morning today). I was grumpy and foul-mouthed the entire time we were in the car driving to dinner. I was the perfect date, huh?
We went to one of our favorite neighborhood joints that would cause a serious drain on the bank account if we lived in the neighborhood. The place was jammed and everyone seemed to be having a good night. The smoke was thick, the alcohol was flowing and the guys in the galley kitchen were working hard. The women who run the front-end of the house were busy hustling around the place and visiting with the regulars. When the better-half got a cup of navy bean soup and asked for ketchup, the waitress said, “honey, that’s so old timey”.
Half way through our pitcher of beer, the music changed and got much louder. The Birthday song by The Beatles started playing and we knew to start looking around. The owner brought out a shot with a sparkler in it to a woman who was at least 50. The whole restaurant started clapping for her. She drank her shot down like a trooper. I looked at the better-half and said, “I’m glad we were here for that”. My crank was gone.
