Thursday, June 28, 2012
I just get through work tomorrow, and then I don't need to think about the office again for 132+ hours. Some time crashed in my wonderful new chair with my embroidery and watching the judges (my guilty daytime pleasure). So looking forward to it.
I know someone who throws a Fourth of July party every year. She owns a rental property behind the Sonoma County Fairgrounds, and there's a great view of the fireworks. But she expects all of her friends to be there, even though you might have to be at work the next morning and the police barricade the streets until well after midnight. One year I told her I was thinking of going to a winery party. She pouted -- how dare I not go to HER party? I finally had to release her friendship. She loved to put me down -- even lectured me once when I cooked her dinner about how I'd spent too lavishly on the chicken breasts. She tried to fix me up with her uncle, who has two raps for domestic violence. And she knows it because she paid his bail both times. When I reminded her that I'd been beaten more than enough as a child, she replied, "Oh, that's not his fault. His girlfriend just p****s him off." Oh, really? And what happens when my Mick temper "just p****s him off?" Friends like that I do NOT need.
Oh, I just can't wait for this weekend! I'm so tired and bled out right now.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Tonight my favorite skillet from the new cookware set slid out of the dish drainer. I don't know it caught on, but it got a scratch in the nonstick. It's at the top so it won't affect performance, but I was heartbroken. So I'm trying to figure out why I'm so hung up on keeping it perfect looking? Maybe because my father said that if we didn't keep it looking like it just came out of the package we were total screw-ups Lord knows, the cookware I've seen Bobby use on TV does NOT look brand-new. It looks like it's done yeoman service. I've got to get over my hang up about things looking perfect.
Meantime, I'm gearing up for my holiday weekend. By the end of the workday this Friday we'll be expected to have 1,386 items cleared off of the current worklist. When I left tonight I was just over 1,500. I'll probably be close to where we're expected to be NEXT Friday when I leave for my five-day weekend. My boss has told me several times that when we get time off we're expected to double down and have the same amount accomplished, even if we're out sick for two weeks. And Arthur and I discussed how I keep feeling that I need to be constantly doing, giving, never stopping. So that by the time I get home there's no energy left for me (which my home looks is starting to look trashy again).
I finally figured out how to text today! I know that sounds weird, but my texts weren't going and I couldn't figure why. Turns out, you're supposed to use the area code even in your area, and I didn't know that. And today I took my first photo with my camera. So now I've joined the 21st Century!
Right now I'm watching What Not To Wear. Lord, I wish Stacy and Clinton could help me. I'm sick of feeling so ugly and frumpy. But at my size I can't shake the feeling that at 400 lbs. I'm not going to look any better anyway.
I'm so tired. I'm ready for the five days off.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
I'm not calling today. I know Frank is fine, and I just do not feel like dealing with ex. Some folks asked me what Frank's input is. Frank is helpless and can't talk, so he can't take any kind of a stand. And for me to drop in and surprise them involves an expensive drive, $7 toll for the Golden Gate Bridge, and climbing their stairs which my knees can't do (he has a gadget that gets Frank's wheelchair up the stairs).
The posole is simmering in the crock pot right now. I made the broth yesterday by putting the leftover pork shoulder in the crock, covering it with water and letting it stew all day. I also added the juices that cooked off the pork when I first cooked it. In the evening I shredded the pork, got rid of the fat, gristle and bone, and put the meat back in the broth (serious broth -- it actually gels when cold!). Today I put on the crock and added a big can of hominy, two large poblanos, an onion and two small jalapenos that I thoroughly seeded and removed the ribs from (forgive me, Bobby, but I don't have your asbestos taste buds!). I also added my "big 3" for Latin food -- chili powder, ancho chili powder and cumin. I can't swear how authentic or traditional it is, but I'm really pleased with the flavor, and I suspect it will taste even better for lunch tomorrow.
And speaking of Bobby, I also went over to his Facebook page and posted congrats for his Daytime Emmy win (along with about 27,386 other people, so I am totally not expecting a reply).
I'm having spaghetti tonight. I blush to admit this, but in a moment of weakness a little while ago I bought a jar of Prego. I'm going to heat some of it and toss in thin spaghetti with an embarrassing amount of Romano cheese. Some garlic bread and some red wine, and I'm set to go.
Only five workdays to go, and then I'm off for five days. I really need it, because the last few days I've just felt drained out.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
I'm not in a great mood right now. I call my ex to find out how my son is and no matter what else I try to say, he starts in with the "What? I can't hear you. Must be that fancy phone of yours." Tell her I said hi. Besides that, he manages to hear me well enough to get in a dig at anything I say I like. Knowing I'm a major fan, he got in a snide dig at the First Lady today ("Oh yeah, she doesn't want us to eat anything.") Okay, I understand that people all have different opinions of the President. But when this incredible woman is trying to advance the health of our children, she deserves our respect (JMHO -- no offense to anybody intended). And it's doubly funny, because he called me unpatriotic when I expressed disapproval of a President he voted for.
Meantime, I'd planned to make Italian sausage spaghetti sauce tomorrow but I got my grocery delivery today and OF COURSE the store was out of Italian sausage (how on earth does a store the size of Safeway run out of Italian sausage?). So right now I'm trying to decide if I make the meatloaf tomorrow that I'd planned to make next week, make spaghetti sauce with meatballs, or make meatless spaghetti sauce! I have to decide fairly soon so I'll have time to thaw the ground beef in case I decide to use it.
(Of course, I could go to the store tomorrow to get some carrots and zucchini and, along with the mushrooms I've already got, make a garden pasta sauce instead, which I've never tried. Hmmm...)
At least I got the right ingredients for the posole I'm making in the crock pot tomorrow. If you're not familiar with posole, it's a Mexican/Southwestern pork-hominy soup. I cooked a fairly large leftover pork shoulder in water in the crock pot today to make the broth, shredded and cleaned the meat and put it back in, and tomorrow I put the hominy, onions, jalapeņo and poblano peppers and spices in the crock pot and let it cook all day. Luckily, unlike pasta or potatoes, hominy freezes well, so I can put half the batch in the freezer for later. Along with a batch of salmon salad sandwich spread I'll be making, I'll have quite a few meals covered.
I feel so bled out today, and I have so much to do. But all I want to do is relax with my embroidery.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
My stomach is still not well, so I'm staying home today, which I did NOT want to do (still so much to do at work). But I don't dare get too far away from the you-know-what until my stomach settles down.
I'm getting out my embroidery and taking to my recliner to sew and watch the judges. I wish my insides would settle down.
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