He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook’s

Posted on September 7, 2005 by Frog

Really, the last time…thanks to the world community.

I was supposed to have lunch with some people tomorrow but one of them had to cancel because she’s working NASCAR security tomorrow. If you don’t have a racetrack in town, you’ve probably never heard this excuse for canceled plans. I’m sad we’re not having lunch, but I was really glad to be reminded there’s a race in town and so I can avoid that area. A couple of weeks ago I swear we could hear someone practicing on the track. It takes us at least 20 minutes to get to that area, but I suppose as the crow flies we’re a lot closer.

This weekend we’ll be doing more construction on the porch. I think we’re going to get ceiling joists built. As long as this beautiful weather holds, we’ll be cruising right along.

Anyone else mixed up about what day of the week it is? I’m always so confused after a holiday weekend.

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An Addictive Snack

Posted on September 6, 2005 by Frog

The better-half bought a can of Asian Gourmet Party Mix not too long ago and I am amused the can says “An Addictive Snack”. Of course, I agree since I just finished it off (almost single-handedly).

I’ve been shamed at work into joining the “we only eat lunch out on Thursday” club. Actually that’s not true because I’ll do what I damn well please with regards to lunch. But it is true that I bought 3 frozen dinners and put them in the freezer at work. The Ethnic Gourmet Pad Thai with Tofu isn’t all that great. If you have to have gloppy peanut buttery watery tofu noodles then that’s the tasty addictive snack for you. We’ll see how the other two meals pan out. Both of them are from Amy’s and I do like the Amy’s.

I’m inclined to eat at my desk or flee on foot away from work, though, if we spend too many more days discussing Katrina. Horrible, horrible, horrible stuff is going on and aside from donations we are powerless to do a thing but talk it to death. I told the better-half I wasn’t going to comment on what the administration is or isn’t doing with regards to Katrina so this will be the last mention here. If you haven’t heard what Barbara Bush has said regarding the situation, you should go find that tasty morsel on the internet. At least George comes by it honestly.

Over the weekend, we worked on the porch and ate pretty well. As I mentioned, I made the chicken curry dish. I also roasted a whole chicken and we smoked a pot roast. All dishes were delicious and there were plenty of leftovers so we’ll be eating some sort of all-over-the-smorgasbord meal tonight for dinner.

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Yeah, We Labored

Posted on September 5, 2005 by Frog

Not much got done during the brutal heat of late July and August. We did custom cut all our posts so they sit on the floor sill and then support the header board. Finally, this weekend the weather was wonderful and so now all the posts are up and a temporary floor is down. I’m actually sitting at our porch table typing this entry–Sweet.

From Monday morning:

Ending our Monday:

The best I can do about brick matching:

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When All Else Fails, Cook.

Posted on September 2, 2005 by Frog

Man, what a crappy week. Three mind numbing days of data entry to rebuild a training database (although the team of people working on the project were awesome), non-stop talking/thinking about Katrina and then watching the lines at gas stations grow. Remember when gas was less than a dollar? Am I an old lady just for saying remember when?

Tonight I’m making the chicken curry dish I drooled over at In My Kitchen. She has a way of making me want to copy-cat cook. Plus, the better-half found out yesterday afternoon he landed a big contract. He likes the spicy/indian/curry/delicious thing so I’m making it a celebration dinner.

I bought a whole chicken at the store on the way home so it will either be roasted or smoked this weekend. Either way we’ll be eating well.

Enjoy your weekend and hug your family*.

*Excuse me while I go grab the barf bag.
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I’d Like To Be Naive

Posted on September 1, 2005 by Frog

While lunching today at the sports bar down the street, we couldn’t help but watch college calf and goat roping, an exercise infomercial, baseball and news about NOLA. I work with people who have decades of experience in social services and social justice and one of the things we discussed is how those who live in the areas hardest hit by the hurricane are the poorest people. These are the people that probably won’t be back to their homes (in this case home means the feeling of home not the structure they once lived in that’s now washed down the street) because when the city is rebuilt will poor people get first dibs or will high dollar developers get the first crack? I think we all know the answer.

How do you like these apples?

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No Woman, No Cry

Posted on August 31, 2005 by Frog

First-hand account can be found here.

The usual suspects.

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None of them received a hero’s welcome

Posted on August 31, 2005 by Frog

Yesterday I got our August power bill and was stunned to see it was only $54.06. I showed the bill to the better-half and said, “I don’t think this is right. Turning the thermostat up a degree really shouldn’t save us over $100″. We went out and looked at the meter. We have one of those digital meters and couldn’t see if it was working–other than the fact no numbers flipped while we were looking at it. Time passed and I started the dryer. I asked the better-half what the last two digits were on the meter when we went out and looked earlier and they were 19. With the dryer spinning, the numbers were still 19.

The power company is coming tomorrow to fix our meter. I hope they let us slide with the $54 bill since we were being so honest about the meter dying.

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Cat Scratch Fever

Posted on August 29, 2005 by Frog

So, the cat has developed a very annoying habit of whining for treats. We can’t go into the kitchen after work without that rat cat yowling for treats. Specifically the green bag of Temptations. He really doesn’t care if he has his Kuntry Kitty Katnip (or whatever ridiculous name is printed on the little bag) because he is addicted to Temptations. Right now he has a nearly full bowl of food that he walks right by to commence the wailing for Temptations. And, it is such a bitchy little whine too. I think we need to do an intervention.

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Like a Well Oiled Machine

Posted on August 28, 2005 by Frog

The alarm went off at 7 am this morning. We packed up, turned in the keys, recycled glass and plastic, ate a full breakfast and made the 9am ferry.

Of course I was ready to start packing up at 4am because as much as we enjoy the cottage we despise the bed and the ceiling fans. The better-half refers to the bed at the cottage as The Rack and the ceiling fans should be taken out and shot to put them out of my misery. Clackety-clack-clack-clack.

The food was (as this morning’s waitress said) marvelous. And, we continued our tradition of eating seafood every day. Bliss.

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Soak Up Some Sun

Posted on August 21, 2005 by Frog

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