5/20/10

Back of Box

Rosa, who is so sweet, that just the thought of her touching herself, makes me want to flog myself or something, asked about the gum.  Here's the back of the box. It was purchased years ago at A Pleasant Present. Ask for Michael, the owner of the store, and tell him I sent you.

5/15/10

Couscous

'Cause my friends are always losing the recipe:

Minted Couscous Salad

1 10 oz box couscous
2 Cups boiling water
1 cucumber, peeled, seeded and chopped
1 19 oz can chick peas
8 oz feta cheese, crumbled
2 tomatoes, diced
3 green onions, sliced
1/2 Cup parsley, chopped
1/2 Cup black olives
1/4 Cup chopped fresh mint (or dried equivalent)
Dressing
1/3 Cup olive oil
3 Tablespoons lemon juice
1/2 teaspoon ground coriander
1/4 teaspoon ground cumin
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
Pour boiling water over couscous in a large bowl; cover and let stand 30 minutes until water is absorbed. Add remaining ingredients. In a small bowl mix ingredients for dressing. Pour over salad and refrigerate for a few hours. six servings

 Another example of why I don't post on tablescape blogs.

5/14/10

Strangers Bearing Gifts

How do you thank someone who offers three words, and unknowingly changes your life?

For the most part, when I ask for advice, it is a nicety. I want others to feel important. I am willing to consider what I am told, and then ignore the advice, because when I fail, I prefer blaming myself. So, yes, the question above is rhetorical. Still, feel free to give me ideas. My creativity has been waning.

I don't have a lot of faith in others. While I don't feel that the world is out to get me, I do feel that people are self-serving. Even if what they gain is a feeling of warm fuzzies from helping others, actions are almost always planned.

That is what made those words special. A virtual stranger helps me make sense of something rather troubling, without wanting anything in return.

A proper thank you is in the works. It might not be tomorrow, but you better believe that this act of great kindness will be returned. I am hoping I can do it without selfishness, if such an act exists.

“I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion”
Jack Kerouac

5/11/10

Inane

When conversations about imaginary scenarios leave you wanting to scream, you have to realize something else is bothering you. In my case, last night, a discussion about how to spend lottery winnings, left me a tad hot under the collar.

First, let it be noted, that I don't buy lottery tickets. I do, however, have plans for how I shall spend the millions when I win.

WPSD would get an indoor swimming pool. When my daughter was a student there, she dreamed of swimming more often than in the summer. The memory of trying to speed down the hall to biology class, wet hair dripping on my books, is so pleasurable, that the idea of kids missing out on the fun, is enough for me to become a swimming pool builder.

Swimming class is also character building. Where else can girls perfect the skill of convincing men that they have their period three times a month?  While I was a tampon using champ early on, I never let onto that fact. Nope, it was better to announce that unless the class wanted to witness a water into wine miracle, it was better to let me sit it out.

While I never became much of a swimmer,  the club where my family belonged should have been held responsible for some of my nasty habits, past and present.  Sometime during my fourteenth summer, my friends, and I decided that smoking was glamorous, even if the poster on the locker room wall at school, featuring a prematurely aged woman (probably younger than our current age), showed us otherwise.

Nine years after smoking that first machine bought Winston, I  never smoked another cigarette. I did hold onto the other swimming club habit.
Giggling at Boys

In fact, last summer, I was faced with an elderly neighbor who either fancied himself a stud, or deemed my thighs too bulky, and hoped to turn me into a bulimic. The latter would have happened, had I not turned my head whenever he exited the pool.

What you are about to read is gratuitous crap about underwear.  I have to get ready for the dentist, and I am using imagery to attempt to calm myself. It is either that, or Valium. I know, some people use images of nature. I don't.

If you knew me back when I was writing about men on a daily basis, you might remember that I despise boxers. They look stupid. What is the point of underwear that is all bunchy under pants?

I really don't care if you are baking your balls in tight undies. If that doesn't hold appeal, cut down on the laundry, and I won't complain.

BUT when it comes to swimming
                                                        SPEEDOS  hurt my eyes. 

If you appear before me wearing a slip of spandex, I will giggle, and blush, and bury my head in a book. Now, that isn't quite as bad as what my friends,  and I did back in 1977. We would hunt down boys, and giggle, and POINT. Then we would sneak away to choke on tobacco, and talk about our plans for life.
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One more thing. I would like someone to make me a sign. While I am at the dentist receiving #53 Novocaine injection, please construct this sign:

If your boobs are larger than mine, and your lower genitalia doesn't match, a t-shirt will be provided.


















5/9/10

Sunday Stealing!

Sunday Stealing: The Speed Dating Meme

1. What's your favorite Dr. Seuss book?
Hop on Pop

2. If you could live in any home on a television series, what would it be?
I can't picture any homes from TV. Did the Route 66 guys have a house? If so, I'd imagine I would like living with them.

3. What's the longest you've gone without sleep?
The last time that I missed a night of sleep, I failed a final. I was a freshman, and this RA finally asked me out on a date. Instead of telling him that I needed to study, I decided to go out with him. I studied after the date.


4. What's your favorite Barry Manilow song?
None

5. Who's your favorite Muppet?
Grover

6. What's the habit you're proudest of breaking?
Thumb sucking

7. What's your favorite website?
Public record sites are cool.

8. What's your favorite school supply?
I love paper.

9. Who's your favorite TV attorney?
I don't have a fave from TV.
James Spader in the movie Secretary was perfect.


10. What was your most recent trip of more than 50 miles?
Daytona last week.

11. What's the best bargain you've ever found at a garage sale or junk shop?
Lily Pulitzer capris for $4.

12. Where were you on September 11, 2001?
I was talking to my friend, Brian, while I got ready for work.

13. What's your favorite tree?
So far I have not found a favorite tree here.
In PA there was tree in the woods that I loved.


14. What's the most interesting biography you've read?
Anthony Kiedis' book Scar Tissue

15. What do you order when you eat Chinese food?
I try not to order Chinese food. If I must, I like lo mein.


16. What's the best costume you've ever worn?
I stood in front of a human sexuality class while dressed in black leather, pushed a button on a tape player, and let them listen to my speech. I still despise talking to groups.

17. What's your least favorite word?
How timely. This exact subject was discussed today at lunch. Unlike a lot of women, you can call me a cunt, and I can let that pass, but don't ever, ever tell me to calm down.

18. If you had to be named after one of the 50 states, which would it be?
Georgia could have been my name.
I am named for my grandfather George.


19. Who's your favorite bear?
I can't think of anything. The Grateful Dead bear, and hairy gay men, come to mind, but don't count.

20. Describe something that's happened to you for which you have no explanation.
There is always a reason.

21. If you could travel anywhere in Africa, where would it be?
Somewhere someone else suggested. I have no desire to go to Africa.

22. What did you have for lunch yesterday?
yogurt

23. Where do you go for advice?
I get plenty of unsolicited advice from friends.
I am fond of inner dialogues.


24. Which do you use more often, the dictionary or the thesaurus?
Unless I am writing fiction, I rarely need a thesaurus.

25. Have you ever been snorkeling? Scuba diving?
If you knew me, you'd be laughing at the thought.

5/8/10

Pretty Place

The constant itch of yesterday's three mosquito bites, only serves to remind me of how pissed off I am that I didn't have my camera with me.   When I next return to what can only be described as a hidden fairy land in the middle of the city, my camera shall accompany me.

 Fruit from a Pretty Place

5/4/10

Food Play

Capturing the pop of a grape tomato as it exploded in my mouth, proved to be too messy. Instead, I caught the little bulgur speckled fella before the pop.

34 perfect desserts remain. Thanks to Publix for the BOGO on my absolute favorite not so bad for you treat. Dark chocolate that melts in your mouth, mingling with the creaminess of banana, is almost dream worthy.