Now they’re saying 12:30 earliest departure. Maybe. Shit. This is why I always drive.
monkeyfrog: This whole Kelly and Chris thing has given me a raging Swamibooba. I just have a contact high from that gin cocktail he was drinking. Oh, and the 2 Stellas I drank to numb the pain of a whining child and a 4 HR flight delay. Two down, 2 to go. Amen for free wifi and netflix on the iPad.
Just looked up cary’s photo post. That’s him. Hee.
Four hour delay at Logan
Lila is a weepy mess so we’re getting food and mama is having a beer. I think @ swamibooba is sitting at the next table. I’m not going to ask though. Am I allowed to have a second beer when I’m the sole adult guardian for this train wreck of a child?
That ice cold glass of sweet tea seems to be...
I mean, high fructose corn syrup. So glad the drinks were too spendy last night now. This is just a lack of sleep hangover, not a too much blood in my alcohol system hangover.
Four hours of broken sleep
And I’m up to take the train to Boston with mom, my sis, her girl Violet, and Lila. The girls have matching party dresses, and mom has surprise tickets to The Nutcracker. Anybody seen my Visine? What? I can’t hear you. Still. Deaf. From the bad ’80s cover band. Is it bad form to sleep during the show?
2:45 and I just tiptoed into my mom's house
Like a delinquent teen. Food was a joke. Drinks were $10 a pop. Music was so loud it now sounds like a jet inside my head. I danced even though I didn’t want to be so close to the speakers, mainly because it was too loud to talk about anything meaningful, and I ran out of people to smalltalk with after an hour. Reconnected with a bunch of lovely women and two lovely men. The rest of the...
You guys have no idea how much I wish this was a...
Love you all too much.
Heard it thru the grandma grapevine
That a couple of women from my class are going without dates or mates to the reunion tonight, so I got my hands on some phone numbers and horned in on their carpool. If our phone conversations were any indication, this night is shaping up to be just the right combination of sweetness and snark. If the cocktails are mixed properly, and the apps make up for the lack of a meal, then maybe I...
Full and empty
In bed on the pullout couch in my childhood bedroom after a lovely, but too-quick visit with Becca, having thinky-thoughts. It felt so good to ride the subway and be in my city again. I miss it so much it hurts. I had the best tequila sunrise of my life. If you get to Davis Square, you must try Foundry on Elm, and you must get the house pickled veggies. It was so civilized to have a late...
Poetry Friday III
Man In Space by Billy Collins All you have to do is listen to the way a man sometimes talks to his wife at a table of people and notice how intent he is on making his point even though her lower lip is beginning to quiver, and you will know why the women in science fiction movies who inhabit a planet of their own are not pictured making a salad or reading a magazine when the men from earth...
Poetry Friday II
Her Kind by Anne Sexton I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have done my hitch over the plain houses, light by light: lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind. A woman like that is not a woman, quite. I have been her kind. I have found the warm caves in the woods, filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves, ...
Late Fragment by Raymond Carver And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth.
…It’s not enough to know the right thing to do; we have to also fucking do...– Frageelay: 4/43 Truths. Toni with the delicious food for thought. Go read this and then think about how you, too, can stop letting yourself down. I’m actively working on this one in very big ways over the past month, and plan to continue kicking its ass into the years to come. I’m so...
bestgirlbetty: I don’t care how Sexiest Man Alive he is, I find Ryan Reynolds hard to watch in any movie. His eyes look dead. He talks like, “I used to eat paste when I was little and now I can’t emote.” He seems like cardboard, albeit durable. And he always looks like he has to take a poop. I’m sure I’m wrong. I’d still probably do him, silly! Dying over here. This is the best description....
If you keep it to temperature
kaffeineme replied to your post: more word help, please? Is that safe? :/ Though, I really don’t think it’s a popular method of cooking anymore for just that reason. No worries, I’m just looking for the wording to use in a piece of writing. I won’t be making it to feed the family (although the teenager is begging for it if he keeps ignoring his responsibilities, is all...
We're going with Hot Pot
which is the first thing I thought of when I started putting together this crazy metaphor for my career. Google only wants to give me delicious recipes for Asian dishes, and my memory of this is more Little House On The Prairie, or maybe even Africa. I don’t know. So, I’m calling it Hot Pot Soup and it’s my career and I really hope I can pull off the flavor signature, you know? ...
more word help, please?
almighty googly-pants can’t seem to barf up anything for me on this one, no matter what I try searching. I’m looking for the name of the soup that people probably don’t make any more, but you keep adding ingredients to the pot every day, always keeping some back to add to. The idea was you kept it on the back of the stove and just put whatever you had available into the pot each...
You guys rock!
The contenders… Pitch In Act I love you word nerds so much.
Help with words, please?
I’m organizing the categories into pages on the new blog. I have Dig for gardening stuff, Eat for food/kitchen/cooking related posts, and I want to do a similar word for the community volunteer work I’m doing… the school garden, the environmental council project for community agriculture and the focus group for getting an incubator kitchen started in our county. What’s a...
Song of the day for Sarah. Awake My Soul –...
I love the idea
that a whole bunch of us just popped our earbuds in to listen to that Alison Krauss song at the same time. That had to give beauty a boost in the world, right?
Tumblr is experiencing extreme cranial-rectal...
So alla this nonsense
is because of what is it called? 4chan? time to refill the tequila while I watch the latest Parenthood and cry.
Dear Anonymous asking for my email in my askhole,
Ask your question in my askhole. I’m not giving you my email, silly.
I really, for serious, am at the end of my rope
hanging on with two strands held in my teeth. He’s a wonderful guy who is colossally lazy and irresponsible. I look forward to not having it effecting my daily life when he someday moves out, but I have serious doubts about his ability to function in the world. I just don’t understand where the sense of entitlement even comes from. He sees us work our asses off to maintain what we...
18 may not live out the weekend
and I can’t even threaten to send him to live with his selfish shit of a father anymore.
OK, so Tae Bo?
Ow. I’m sporting several sets of left feet, so this one will have a steep learning curve, and I couldn’t get through the whole hour. Just did 40 minutes and I’m whooped, which is partly from having to concentrate so hard on learning the moves without falling on my face. It’s also hard to do on carpet, and my shoes need replacing. There were no weights involved and...
Cary, yobigmel will be joining us in our crazy...
kaffeineme: Farmer’s market signs will now read: Yo, MoFro & Kaff LLC. Dammit, I should really just be a silent partner so it can be Yo, MoFro & Co. I think you need one dude in the mix, so you can offer Frumundah Cheese.
Lord have mercy, Deb
Relax, by Ellen Bass
sniffyjenkins: Bad things are going to happen. Your tomatoes will grow a fungus and your cat will get run over. Someone will leave the bag with the ice cream melting in the car and throw your blue cashmere sweater in the drier. Your husband will sleep with a girl your daughter’s age, her breasts spilling out of her blouse. Or your wife will remember she’s a lesbian and leave you for the woman...
One of the HOTT dads at school pickup just told me I’m lookin’ real good lately.
atfrageelay: kfedup: I should be knocking on a whole lot of doors in search of work right now. I’m sending out feelers just about every day, but every time I do I feel this push back that’s saying no, this is not the way, grasshopper, in Mr. Miyagi’s voice. I should be updating my web portfolio with the work I’ve done this year, but when I look at this huge body of work I just feel so...
I should be knocking on a whole lot of doors in search of work right now. I’m sending out feelers just about every day, but every time I do I feel this push back that’s saying no, this is not the way, grasshopper, in Mr. Miyagi’s voice. I should be updating my web portfolio with the work I’ve done this year, but when I look at this huge body of work I just feel so...
ronbailey replied to your post: So anybody still Shredding besides Nicky? Just the cheese for my salad - does that count? want. cheese. now.
So anybody still Shredding besides Nicky?
I’m still doing 3-4 days a week, but the audio is making me want to weep with boredom. I switch back and forth between workout 2 & 3, plus add in a little from the one I’m not doing at the beginning and end to extend it to a half hour. When I look in the mirror, I can’t quite believe how much my body shape has changed in just two months. My waistline is back. My shoulders...
I really want Michele’s lunch. That Nathan’s dog is taunting my green smoothie and I want to punch it’s tiny little dick head in. After I eat it.
It's 6:45 am and I slept late
The coffee is brewing, and I’m yawning those perpetual yawns that make it feel as if your jaw is going to come unhinged. My dreams were full of personal conflicts again — all with people I only have peripheral relationships with in life, so I’m feeling all out of sorts about nothing. When I first got up at 6:30, I stood at the sink filling my coffee pot and looking out the kitchen...