Friday, July 03, 2009

Trying to Find Time... adequately express what a great weekend we had in MN (ck! Whiskeymarie! Hulles!). There must be some in the next few days. Will get on that pronto...

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Star Trek

I got no card, no flowers, no gift for me Mums this year, but I did make her a movie. I showed it to her while we were driving her to the Miami airport so she could meet my dad in Halifax. Made her cry...success!

And p to the s: I am a full-fledged new Star Trek fan. The movie was great and we loved the fresh start story line. Of course we saw it at the drive-in, so my feelings toward it are totally tainted. The drive-in is the cloaked bombdiggity.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Courtesy Of My Guy

Two words for tonight's Idol:

"Disco Dinosaurs"

Sunday, April 19, 2009


There's a homeless guy that has been bugging me for a while now.

He hangs out at my local grocery store (Publix Greenwise - I love you) with his dirty clothes, his hungry look and shopping cart full of useless crap. He is obviously homeless - he camps out in the evenings under the bushes near the entrance of the driveway down the hill to the store. And this is why he bugs me...

He won't take any of the food I offer him! It makes me crazy. "Would you like me to buy you a sandwich?" I asked the first time I saw him. He motioned no and waved me away. I was dumbfounded - it's clear he could use some food, there's nothing but broken pieces of flotsam and jetsam in his cart. Then I asked him if he wanted the granola bar I was holding out of my car window (I keep a stash in my glove compartment for just such occasions). Nope. Another day, an apple? Naw. Yeesh! And he never hounds anyone for cash. He just hangs out.

Maybe he goes regularly to the shelter for meals. I hope so anyway. His possibly grumbly tummy weighs heavy on my mind every time I pick up stuff for dinner.

Monday, April 06, 2009

I Have Lost The Will To Blog

There is seriously nothing exciting happening to me lately - not even a good little aside. Except that two people I know rather personally have been accused of child molestation. Well, one is accused and I know he has to be guilty, and the other has been accused, tried, found guity and put away for ten years. What makes one bend that way? And how do I keep all of them away from my son? 

Who is crawling P to the S! Well, army-crawling in any case. Who knew one could feel so proud about an accomplishment you didn't even make? It's great...but now I have to start childproofing the house. Do we really need a toilet lock? I just know that's going to cause a catastrophe on a "I can't get my pants down fast enough" day.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

For The Love Of Bacon everything better with bacon? In a word, yes. Dry pork has been the bane lately, and I was sick of it, so I found a recipe that guaranteed moist "the other white meat." And it worked! All you have to do is slather it in bacon. Comfort and cozy the pig in more pig. Enfold, blanket and otherwise smother your loin in strips of fatty goodness and voila! your pork is happy, juicy and begging to be eaten at three in the morning (I can actually already hear it calling).

P to the S - add a bit of dried cherry, mustard and parsley to the layering process and you have several slices of heaven, ready to be fought to the death over at the dinner table. My mom tried to stab my dad with her fork when he stole her last piece of caramelly fruit stuff. "You can't have my cherry!" she protested.

And yes folks, without a missing a beat, my dad said, "I already got your cherry years ago."