if i had a dollar for every time i heard that…i’d have roughly 7 dollars.

i used to ride the bus, but now i’m in a relationship and live far away from a bus line that will get me to work in a tolerable time. (tolerable=30 minutes)

i waste all my jokes on my boyfriend and he doesn’t even think i’m funny- or maybe he doesn’t know how to laugh… or isn’t paying attention.

i am too afraid of hurting anyone’s feelings so i don’t even bother anymore.

i’m sorry i’ve let you down.

i’ll try harder to pretend i’m alone and have no filter.

sooo…. cat video?

i’ve been pretty sick for the past two days- unable to swallow, running a fever and mostly unpleasant to be around.
being cooped up in the house hasn’t helped either, so add a side of cabin fever to the mix.
i’ve been craving pumpkin desserts, pumpkin flavored anything.
so for my one trip to the real world, yesterday i got to go to wal-mart- woot.
filled the cart with ingredients to make pumpkin pie and pumpkin cheesecake.

last night i decided at 1am that i would make a pie.
i food processed some Mi-del animal cookies and butter for the crust
and mixed a basic libby’s filling – substituting milk and cornstarch for the evaporated milk that i had forgotten.
in the oven it went.

then smoke filled the house…

somehow didn’t notice that something had leaked in the oven… oil? grease? butter? who knows, but it was smoking!
this was discovered after attempting to cook it twice and thinking that ikea had ruined my pie with their Swedish smoking pans.

so this morning i made pumpkin pancakes to further fulfill my pumpkin needs

2 c. bob’s redmill all purpose
1 c. pumpkin puree
1 egg
some pumpkin spice plus added cinnamon and ginger
salt
brown sugar
2 tsp b. power and 1 tsp b. soda

and mix it, burn the first two pancakes
make some bacon
and voila!

pancakes ala bunny

next, pumpkin cheesecake.

slight fear of creepy dolls, i blame that one twilight zone episode…
2 minute version:

so i was feeling crappy and needing to leave the house since i stayed in bed all day, so i went shopping… i was standing 10 feet away when the dolls came to life…

hockey game
paid rent
saw weird pets
cooked: chicken and pasta, pork chops with wild rice and peas, sweet potato soup, steak and jasmine rice
made 8 coasters
brewed a gallon of iced coffee
cleaned the kitchen, finally
stocked up on supplements
stained an old frame
created back wall for garden
internet lurking
and watched a lot of DIY

looking forward to seeing dolly parton next friday.
only 54 work hours stand in the way.

on the 10 year anniversary of that awful day we never forget, i just wrote a stupid post about my cat vomiting. i realize that my problems are small in comparison to what’s happening in the world.

but in my world, my cat throws up.

my cat throws up often, more often than never.
she’s the most beautiful cat in the world, but she vomits.

this is the price i pay for beauty.

“Tell your assistant she needs to change her last name or get married. Tell her my maiden name was *Hooter, so I understand”
*Her last name wasnt hooter, but something similar…I’m protecting the offenser?