Tuesday in the city…
It’s raining. It started early Monday morning. All day. All night. Grey and cool. The kids are on Spring Break and gone. They are in Kentucky with their dad. I dropped them off Sunday night and they left Monday morning. Boyfriend and I stayed in all day, just watching tv and playing computer games. We watched the “greatest film of all time”, Citizen Kane. I had seen it in high school for some class that I can’t remember. All the cinematic shadowing and camera angles. The ceilings. Rosebud. The boyfriend never saw it. I did not give away the end. I won’t here either if you never saw it. You should though. See it. At least once. It was interesting. Looked better than I remember. Longer too. It was grainy so many years ago. I figured it must have been on projector when I saw it. Like reel to reel…How the hell old am I anyway??
Anyhow, the day was good. Our new thing is Two and a Half Men. The TV show. We get the DVD’s and watch them all the way thru until we are caught up or done with all the seasons. (We did it with King of Queens. Very funny. We watched all 9 seasons over the span of a few weeks. It’s nice to have something that you know will make you laugh no matter what. Feels good at the end of a crappy day. Or any kind of day really. Drama is highly overrated. I try to avoid them if I can. Makes the boyfriend mad, but hey, I like to laugh not cry.) I had never watched the show (2 ½ Men), but it is really really funny. The kid is so good. I can’t believe what they get away with on this show. Charlie Sheen and Jon Cryer play good brothers. Duckie Forever! (on a side note…my girl had seen Pretty In Pink for the first time a few months ago and she was SO mad that Duckie didn’t end up with Andie—she didn’t like Blane…funny huh? she was so disappointed at the prom ending–gave that one away—sorry!) It’s always nice to have a really good warmup for the week without my kids. I miss them and it’s hard to switch from mom to girlfriend. But the transition was successful and here I am typing about it when I should be doing something productive.
The boyfriend is at work and I should go about trying to earn some money. Also I am supposed to go into the city today…or tomorrow…most likely tomorrow…we’ll see. Going to take the train and I haven’t taken it in about a year now. Don’t miss it. The reason is the company I worked for is shutting down and I want to see my old friends before they are scattered all over the state. It’s been a long, slow slide into the abyss, and I just want to offer some support. www.ripjwt.com if you are interested.
Next up is diet and exercise. Obviously I am one of those people that fall off the wagon for any little reason. Like a long weekend or holiday or laziness or a cold….which I have. Leftover from the children. My head was stuffed and cruddy on Sunday. My throat was sore and scratchy on Monday. And my chest is burning a little with congestion today. I would usually go to the gym or outside and run it off but I don’t want to do that in the 40° rain or on the treadmill where other people might see and hear me coughing and hacking. So, I will sit here and drink hot bevs for right now and wait for it to go away. I tried some cold meds but they didn’t really seem to help. That’s ok. Thanks.
So if I can’t exercise you think I might show a little restraint on the food part. Well, I don’t really want to eat but if I do…it won’t be healthy. Yogurt just doesn’t sound good when you feel bad ya know? Ice Cream does though! Weird isn’t it? Same family, but so different. A nice piece of fruit or a warm toasted slice of thick bread with butter? Gatorade/7-up or hot coffee/tea? Hard boiled egg or chocolate cake? (Remember…it’s also raining here) Nothing goes better with overcast days than bad food, good books, warm blankets and hot drinks.
Which leads me to my next thought. Hard boiled eggs. They are so hard to do just right. Boiled properly to get the shell off easily. Next post is going to be a tip about that. I should send out a poll. Greatest movie ever made and how to make perfect boiled eggs. That goes together. This is some higher level thinking all over these pages.
Cue the music and we’ll call it a day!
Tips to Live. Hard Boiled Egg Edition.
Oh yeah. The big time here. But seriously. How do you do it? I was actually thinking about this early this morning when I should have been sleeping. This may have been more relevant a few days ago, but we don’t color eggs anymore so I didn’t think of it. We do use them as part of the EFS and BFL so it’s still good information. This is how I do it and for the most part it works and the shells always come off easily and in few pieces.
Put eggs in pan. Cover with water. (I don’t use hot/cold/warm–just whatever)
Turn on heat high. Get them Boiling. After they start boiling, time them for 10 minutes. (Keep them boiling…)
After time is up, take them off heat and run under coldest water possible. Drain and fill pan until the eggs are warm. Then I dump in a tray of ice (Boyfriend’s extra tip. I used to just keep running them under cold water until they were cooled.) The ice seems to work good and faster.
After the ice is melted throw them in the fridge. When you peel one later, or immediately, the shell comes right off!
This has worked consistantly for my whole life. Every now and then you get a tough egg , with a shell that just won’t come off, but that’s true with everything in life.
Try it out, see what you think and if you have a better way, send it on. Leave a message and I’ll try yours. We always need good eggs over here!
Cool Word of the Day!
Anachronistic (adjective)
Definition: The placement of something as exsisting or occurring at other than its historical time; anything out of its proper place
Good Morning Weekenders!
For some of you, the weekend started early…and I thought I’d send a post about my coffee paraphernalia. It occurred to me last night after reading some other websites, that maybe I should devote my time to something more worthwhile than posts about the useless things that go on in my life. Who really cares? I don’t know, maybe something will evolve from this and it will be beneficial to someone other than myself. (At least it’s not a bunch of pictures of me, taking pictures of me, in various bathrooms and types of clothing. Haha ) But until that time…here are my three great loves. Coffee, my coffee maker and my coffee holder. (This is just as terrible–an excuse to post a picture of my coffee mug–shameless self-promotion of a different sort anyway, I guess…)
The coffee is cheap, because I used to get really good stuff from work, and I tried to continue to spend the big bucks for small bags after I left but I realized that I’m not really particular on the brand, and I could get more for less. Does drinking just anything resembling coffee make me a lover or just an addict?
The coffee maker is cheap too because we make SO much coffee that the machines keep breaking.
The coffee holder/travel cup is the one I have had for an unknown number of years. I got it at my job a long time ago. (I worked in catering for an ad agency and people were always leaving their mugs and containers behind after they left. I would collect them, save them for a bit to see if they would be claimed, and then eventually keep what was useful and throw out the rest. This is how I got the above travel cup) And it is the best travel mug in the world! Seriously. It holds the warmth for hours and hours. Literally. It can sit in the car, in winter, for the whole day, and still be warm enough to drink without making that cold-coffee face. My boyfriend has spent many dollars and hours trying to find a cup equal in heat retention, with no luck thus far. It’s not even that extraordinary a cup. It says Starbucks on the black rubber band around it, and it seems to be made of stainless steel. The top screws on with a rubber gasket around the rim. Sometimes it seals so well I can’t get the top off until it cools down. And sometimes not even then. It’s obviously some kind of first edition Starbucks travel mug, because I’ve never seen another like it in any of the stores I have visited in the last few years. It is probably made of some kind of dangerous super-conducting metal that is actually killing me very slowly and painlessly.
I feel too attached to this cup–so much so that my boyfriend will not take it with him on trips for fear of losing it and suffering my wrath. Pathetic. For me. I have always wondered what I would do if I ever did lose it. My kids can’t remember a time when I didn’t have it. (Before they were born) And I always imagined that if the suspense of when I would eventually lose it became too unbearable, I would simply chuck it into the Chicago River, aka Harold and Maude, and get on with my life. Forever knowing it was stuck in the mud at the bottom of the Big Cruddy.
But that will not be happening. My children have decided that when I die, my ashes will be stored in this coffee cup. It’s been common knowledge for quite some time, that I will be cremated and they are ok with that. We’ve talked about it, not to scare them, but just in a real life kind of way and the problem wasn’t with the cremation, but what to do after. The cup was the solution. On our last road trip to Florida, they decided, together, that this is what to do with the ashes. That may be a little creepy I guess, but I was kind of proud that they came up with a solution that they can feel good about. Forward thinking you know? And I really like it. It’s fitting. It probably wouldn’t burn with me…so…next best thing! Don’t judge. What do you talk about on a really long drive?
That’s kind of getting off subject here, but it does offer one more reason to stay slim throughout my life: Keep to the program. Have to fit in the cup! It’s not that big ya know!
Today is out though for exercise. (And the food plan too, for that matter) I am heading out to babysit for my sissy so she and the hubby and my BF and son can go to a baseball game tonight. Have fun with that. Me and Stevie will see you on TV. Inside the warm house eating cheap, bad food. Tomorrow and Sunday probably aren’t good either–kids have double bowling, a birthday party, and of course Easter. We celebrate by way of going to my mother’s and eating Deviled eggs (ironic!), cold ham, potato salad and Lamb cake. Don’t be jealous.
Wrapping up…have a great weekend, religious and otherwise.
And for my sis…2 more days to chocolate…GO SOX!
Cool Word of the Day! (Bonus Version)
Here’s a few bonus words to help you with the next post. I had to look them up the first time I read the quote, and even now I still can’t remember the exact definitions without re-looking them up.
Exculpation (noun)
Definition: To clear of wrongdoing
Volition (noun)
Definition: An act of choosing, using one’s own will; a conscious choice
Eclipsed (verb)
Definition: To block one thing by another; fell into obscurity: declined; to surpass: outshine
Day Quote
I like this for what it says, but I like the words more. I can’t remember where I read this or what it’s from, but I cannot imagine being able to make this kind of statement. I don’t think I’m near smart enough. Say it out loud for maximum brainy effect.
The danger of trying to explain evil is that we risk falling into the abyss of predestination: that given these life events, this social surround and this personality type, the evil deed was inevitable. Explanation becomes exculpation, and volition gets eclipsed. To understand all should not be to forgive all.
—Unknown
(That last part works for tons more than just evil: To understand all should not be to forgive all.)
Cool Word of the Day!
Rampage (noun)
Definition: A course of violent, destructive, or unrestrained action; to move about wildly
just shy of pretty 