Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
In other council news, a cell phone belonging to someone in the audience went off during the meeting. The man who owned the cell phone jumped up and left the room, but not before I could detect the tune of his ringtone. It was the theme music from Sex and the City.
I also saw a man wearing a dangly earring...in the shape of a Christmas candy cane.
I think both these instances are clearly man-card violations.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
I also drink inordinate amounts of orange juice when I'm sick. I know it has vitamin C and it's good to get the fluids in me. But wouldn't a vitamin C tablet and a bottle of water accomplish the same thing? But for some reason, I feel compelled to drink OJ like it's going out of style. Half a gallon in 24 hours.
I watch TV channels that I religiously avoid when I'm healthy. What is it about HGTV that is so darn appealing when I'm in my jammies, prostrate on the couch with my blankie? I never watch HGTV. But yesterday I learned how to make styrofoam snowmen with felt hats and scarves. I also ended up parked on the USA channel for about three and a half hours.
I become A.D.D. I find myself watching TV, surfing the internet, instant messaging and flipping through a magazine all at the same time. The instant message conversation highlighted this phenomenon. No matter what my friend typed, my brain would come up with something completely off-topic in response.
I only eat foods that can be served in near-liquid form. I looked in the sink this morning and all I saw was cups, glasses and bowls. This would make sense if I was suffering from a stomach bug.
But all I have is a sinus infection.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
About the evening:
- He called when he was on his way (points for being so thoughtful)
- He picked me up, opened doors for me and treated me VERY well
- We had dinner and good conversation, the mood was lighthearted and fun
- He suggested we "continue this back at your place"
- I made sure he knew he wouldn't be getting an overnight invitation
- We went back to my house and talked some more and watched a movie
- He asked if he would see me over the weekend and we determined that our schedules would keep us from getting together
- He hugged me and since he didn't go for the kiss, I decided not to hit him over the head with my purse
About the guy:
- He's in international business
- He makes me laugh
- He loves Jesus
- He's smarter than I am
- He's handy (not handsy)
- He's VERY attractive
- He's not my boyfriend (that one's for Phil)
Monday, November 19, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Remember this statement? "What I need now is a date."
My cell phone rang after work last night and by about five minutes into the conversation I found myself agreeing to letting my caller take me out to dinner. And for those of you who may be thinking smugly to yourselves "it was probably one of her girlfriends" au contraire, mon amis. He's all man.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Which reminds me...in Sunday School (excuse me...Adult Bible Fellowship) I distinctly remember the teacher, Bill, saying something to the effect of "girls, when that guy calls this week and asks you out for Friday night..." In fact, he referenced this idea two times in his lesson. So if I interpret this correctly, Bill has promised me not once, but TWICE, that a guy would call and ask me out this week. Well Bill, it's Thursday and guess what? No call.
I am seriously displeased.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Laurie's Bread Pudding
10 slices stale white bread, torn into pieces
1/4 butter, melted
1 tsp cinnamon
3/4 cup granulated sugar
2 tsp vanilla
1/2 tsp salt
3 cups scalded milk (heat milk in saucepan until just before it boils)
Lightly butter a 2-quart baking dish. Combine bread, butter and cinnamon; toss well and place into baking dish. Beat together the eggs, sugar, vanilla and salt. Temper the eggs by whisking about 1/2 cup scalded milk into the eggs. Whisk warmed egg mixture into remaining milk. Pour over bread mixture. Sprinkle nutmeg over the top. Let the pudding rest while you preheat the oven to 375. Bake for 30 minutes or until pudding is set and toothpick inserted comes out mostly clean.
I topped mine with a drizzle of caramel sauce and garnished with fresh raspberries. You can also try any of the following variations.
Add 1/2 cup of any of the following:
Chopped Dried Apricots
Monday, November 12, 2007
Usually my dreams come in the form of suspense/thrillers or dramas. There's also the occasional slapstick comedy. Last night I dreamt in technicolor chick-flick. I was leaving church and a guy was walking out with me. He took my hand to help me down the steps and then he kept holding my hand as we walked out to the parking lot. Right as I was thinking to myself "does he realize we're holding hands?" he turned to me and smiled and asked me what I thought about the fact that we were holding hands. I replied "um, why don't you tell me what YOU think about it?" He said he liked it and liked me and wanted to know how I felt about that. Then we lived happily ever after. Ok, not really. But you get the idea.
I left the house early this morning, congratulating myself on getting on the road ahead of time and thinking with pleasure how I would be at the office before anyone expected me to be there. About 7 minutes into my commute I realized I left my lunch on the kitchen counter at home. Yes, that's right. I turned around and went back for my lunch. And lost all the extra time I had previously congratulated myself upon.
Best quote of the day:
"A naked woman is a naked woman is a naked woman. They just want them to be naked."
Friday, November 09, 2007
The Friday Funnies!
Things that made me laugh this week:
"I'm pretty sure Troy will never have contractions."
Guy: "Well, Dora and I are going to do it this year."*
*Name changed to protect the "innocent."
"I remembered the toilet paper, which naturally led me to remember the ass."
"I wasn't feeling my loco. I don't even know how to do that."
Guy to me: "I don't remember when you were in my bed...I have a bad memory about these things."
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Here in the newsroom, we often get promotional items. Today we received a case of mineral water. From Mexico. Oh the irony.
Apparently they're now exporting Montezuma's Revenge.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
You're young until you're not.
You love until you don't.
You try until you can't.
You laugh until you cry.
You cry until you laugh.
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath.
No, this is how it works:
You peer inside yourself,
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take the love you made
And stick it into
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Me: "Good Morning. How's it going?"
Him: "Oh, it's going alright but the day is just getting started. Plenty of time for things to go wrong."
Me, laughing ironically: "I suppose that's true. See ya later."
A minute later I exited the building and passed one of my younger male co-workers.
Me: "Hey! Good morning. How ya doing?"
Him: "Hey there. Doing alright. But the day is young and that could soon change."
Me: "Uh, yeah. That seems to be the general mindset. See ya."
I'm surrounded by defeatists.
Monday, November 05, 2007
Pushing Daisies has the Laurie Seal of Approval.
Friday, November 02, 2007
"Take a look at my girlfriend
She's the only one I got.
She's not much of a girlfriend,
I never seem to get a lot."
"My girl's in the next room.
Sometimes I wish she was you.
I guess we never really moved on.
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name,
It sounds so sweet.
Coming from the lips of an angel,
Hearing those words it makes me weak."
"You're still a part of everything I do.
You're on my heart just like a tattoo.
Just like a tattoo,
I'll always have you."
It hurts me.