Thursday, December 29, 2011

Planning to purge

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Tomorrow I plan to dig through a few crannies of our house and purge stuff. So riddle me this, blog friends, what does one do with:
  • Old CDs that have been loaded into iTunes and have since been sitting untouched in an old CD folio thingy for the last 3 years?
  • Old jewelry that I don't wear anymore? Think target style, not Gold-Stash-for-Cash. I wish...
  • Old files that need to be shredded but our shredder doesn't work?  
Open to suggestions...
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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

the exercise wagon

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I can barely see it. Way off in the distance there. The exercise wagon that I fell off long ago. Yeah, its still in sight...

I need to get my butt into gear and get my heart rate pumping. None of this "new years resolution" business for me though. Just straight up, realistic, totally achievable moving of my patootie on a semi-regular basis.

Oh and eating vegetables. Sometimes veggies just go into hibernation in the winter, doncha know? Gotta hate that. I need to start eating them again.

When I say things like this to my bestie he just laughs at me in that sort of I've heard THAT before kind of way. With a touch of loving-kindness tossed in. So I'm not telling him this time. I'm telling you!

Tomorrow its supposed to be 60 degrees. If we must have 60 degree weather in December I must run outside. Wish me luck...
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Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas lyrics

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Wednesday night I was out shopping with Julie at Barnes & Noble. She turns around and says "is this about to be a flash mob?" Sure enough, there was a crowd gathered that, in my claustrophobia, I had failed to see.


Turns out, they weren't flash mobers. They were just carolers. Except they were uninvited and a little sneaky, so maybe that makes it a flash mob. Anywho, they opened with the Carol of the Bells. A wonderful caroler's tune :-)

I love listening to and thinking about the lyrics of Christmas music...

Silent Night
Silent night! holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
glories stream from heaven afar
heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah
Christ the Saviour is born!
Silent night! holy night!
Son of God love's pure light
radiant beams from thy holy face
with the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at thy birth.
Luke 2:8-19

Angels We Have Heard on High 
Come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing,
Come on adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord, our new born King

Joy to the world
Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King;
let every heart prepare him room,
and heaven and nature sing...
No more let sins and sorrows grow,
nor thorns infest the ground;
he comes to make his blessings flow
far as the curse is found...
He rules the world with truth and grace,
and makes the nations prove
the glories of his righteousness,
and wonders of his love...
Christmas. What a wonderful holiday.  

Merry Christmas Eve, everyone!
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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Consultant specializes in being awkward

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Do you ever struggle to be awkward and rude at the same time while having some water-cooler talk with people you've never met at your client site? Try this line.

"I am supposed to bring a dessert to a Christmas party tonight, but I ran out of time to make anything. My husband told me to I should just buy something. I might as well go wearing my swimsuit! There's just no way I can buy sweets at the store!"

Insert chocolate in mouth and walk away. Way to be a snob while delivering the ultimate TMI statement at work...
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Monday, December 19, 2011

The cough. Dun dun duuuunnnn....

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Let's rewind to New Years of 2010. Or 2009. Anyway it was 12/31/2009 and we had people over to our house for new years. I was coming down with a cold that night and didn't want to drink wine because I was afraid the alchy would just make it worse.

Fast forward three weeks. I was coughing up a storm and getting kicked out of work cause my neighbors found it disgusting. It was. The doctor told me to drink more water. She's bright.

Fast forward three more weeks and I'm half-dead. Different doctor likes to take my blood every other day and make me take serious meds. He makes me breathe into this crazy obnoxious machine and gives me an inhaler. I have no idea which way is up. But I sit in on conference calls from home so I can put the phone on mute and cough incessantly whenever necessary.

Short story? I'm slightly melodramatic. As you can see, I turned out just fine.

But I lost a lot of my voice through that terrible bronchitis. Very very very sad. I miss it. And there is no recording of my performances anywhere. Oh well. Might be better that I continue to enjoy what I thought I sounded like in my head :-)

Fast forward two years. Whenever I get a cough (read: I currently have a cough) I get nervous. And so does my bestie. I don't like that I constantly have to clear my throat or cough every 15 minutes. I don't like that cough drops don't help and that I'm out of herbal tea. I don't like that it is December and my Gingerbread Latte intake is being seriously threatened by my throat's negative reactions to milk. Rude.

That's all. No point to that story except that I do not enjoy my current cough. The end.
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nutella sea salt [wanna-be] fudge

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Fudge.
I could take it or leave it.
But when I come home from a weekend of wedding madness
and feel compelled to bring something to my work holiday party the next day
 and don't have any eggs so I give up on baking
and resolve to putting on sweats and reading my favorite blogs
and accidentally stumble on Nutella fudge...
then, my dear friends, then
in that moment fudge sounds good.
So I make it at 11:30pm
Duh.

Tasty Kitchen Blog Chocolate Nutella Sea Salt Fudge

It was raved about at my company party today
and I had to put the tray away a few hours before the party ended
 cause I knew hubs would want to try it.

Do yourself a favor and make this Nutella and Sea Salt Fudge
from Tasty Kitchen on ThePioneerWoman.com.

Oh and I make substitutions, remember?
Do yourself a favor and follow my lead:
use fat free sweetened condensed milk
1-1/3 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips if that's what you have.
Because who has bittersweet chocolate and who has a scale? Not I.
Don't bother bringing your butter to room temp.
Except really you should cause mine struggled to melt.
And if you don't keep sea salt in your pantry use kosher.
It's not as pretty, but it tastes the same and no one will notice.

Just give them all away after you make them.
Or you'll have an upset stomach from eating too many.

And don't make Fantasy Fudge anymore.
It really doesn't stand a chance against this super simple, decadent recipe.
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Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Major gym failure

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Wanna hear something dumb? I went to title my post "embarrassing" and saw that I already have a post titled "embarrassment."

Moving right along...

A few months ago Groupon sent me this lovely little opportunity: 6 boot camp sessions and 2 personal training sessions for only 40 buckaroos. Sign me up! I finished the boot camp sessions which were awesome and seriously really very hard and after dragging my feet finally signed up for the personal trainer sessions. I went the day before Thanksgiving. Also known as the day before our 5k. I never showed you pictures of that, did I? Oh. I'll get that to you later. Training session was also awesome. Kicked my patootie but in a friendly "I believe in you" kind of way. He also convinced me that signing up for my next session to be a 6am sounded like a good idea.

False.

I successfully made it out of bed at 5:30 and to the gym at 6:07.
You didn't expect me to be on time, did you?
I warm up and start on the first exercise. Or maybe the second. Whatever. I was dizzy and nauseous. Now we're all friends here so I know what you're thinking. I was thinking the same thing.
What's new, lady? You're slighty dizzy and nauseous? That's old news.
He is concerned that I might pass out. So I say to Mr. Wilson "I played for the Chiefs and I could dominate you" Thomas:
Oh no, no no. I wouldn't pass out. If anything I might lose my cookies. It's no big deal. Happens all the time. Just give me a minute.
He looks at me like I just dropped a bomb. His response is:
That's like going on a third date and mentioning in passing that you've got 15 kids! Why in the world didn't you tell me this before? We was gonna go get drinks, but now I'm just gonna pay for dinner and check out!
Hilarious. I say:
Sorry. Didn't occur to me.
He proceeds to insist that I drink orange juice or take a glucose tablet, I opted for the juice, and sit down for a bit. After every other set for the rest of the morning he tells me to sit down or drink more juice because I look pale.

He further proceeds to sing a song about how I should have payed more attention when we went over my meal plan.
I, on the other hand, proceed to get more and more embarrassed and frustrated. At this point I'm thinking:
A) I totally wasted my second free personal training session.
B) Got up at 5:30am for nada.
C) I feel like bleck.
D) Now I can't get Starbucks for a post-workout reward.
E) I should just eat better and this wouldn't happen.
F) Next time I go to the gym I should wear blush.
G) I want to go home and bake banana bread.

In other news, the trainer offered to do free group training sessions for me and 4 friends for 3 weeks if I can find 3 friends. Any takers?
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Wednesday, December 7, 2011

oh Christmas tree

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My fam an I, we love our Christmas trees. It's kind of a big deal deacorating the tree every year. My bestie says it's "sacred" to us. Not us as in he and I. Him and I. Him and me. Whatever. The "us" is in reference to my ma, and pa, and sister. We love us a good tree. We used to always get real trees, but a few years ago we made the switch to fake. Let's not call it fake, let's call it artificial. Euphemism. 

Anyway, this year, pops surprised us with a new one. A big'un. 

But first let's talk about the littler one at our lovely little home. 

We don't have anywhere to store a fake artificial tree,
so each year hubs and I get a real one.
Our first year we actually went to a tree farm
and my burly man chopped it down. :-)
Yes. I wear short sleeves in December. Cut a girl some slack.

Last year and this year we got our trees from a chain store.
Please forgive us. She's cute though!
The best thing about our tree is that it's covered in ornaments that are special to us.
Each year my parents give my sister and I, and now hubs, ornaments on Christmas Eve.
Then when we got married we had plenty of ornaments to start our tree.
They are all dearly loved.

Por ejemplo:

This bear I've had since the beginning of time. So sweet :-)

This little baker angel. 
She has measuring spoons for hands and is holding a little heart cookie cutter. 

A KU basketball garden gnome ornament.
Reminds me of White Owl. Love him.

This little felt stocking is one of three my mom stitched for me last year. 
It is made with beads from her wedding dress. 
These were the same beads I used as part of my hair pin at my wedding.

Okay now think big people... 
Imagine all of those lovely little ornaments
each with a wonderful little story
on a ginormo tree. 
Insert, my dad's surprise:
It is twelve feet tall and beautiful :-)

Now there is something else to mention here. 
Christmas is beautiful. And joyful. And fun. [And stressful]
 But Christmas is mostly humble. 
It is built on the truth that God humbled himself to save us.  

Glory be to God.
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Monday, December 5, 2011

Incent, incentive, and incentivize

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Did you know that incent isn't a word?
Tell me how much sense that makes, people.
Zero, you say? I agree.
Incentive is the noun. Incentivize is the standard English verb.
Silly English. It is so confused.
Get that joke? It should be confusing, but I'm using confused just to spite it all!

I'm currently having a hard time writing "incentivize" in an email
because it is a dumb word.

Oh the troubles I have on a Monday morning...
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Thursday, December 1, 2011

My favorite book

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Know what this is a picture of?

It is my Bible.
Correction: It was my Bible. 
Correction: It is my Bible, but it is now in 1 million pieces.
Mack is in serious trouble.
And I'm sad.

**Update 2 hours later**
Mack just consumed the hubster's Bible also.
He said it tasted sweeter than honey.
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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Dear coffee, I love you

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I'm blogging at work. Don't yell at me. I just had to stop for a minute to tell you that I love coffee.

You know why I love coffee?
Not because of the smell, although that is great
Not because of the taste, although sometimes it's good
Not because it keeps my eyes from drooping in boring meetings, although that is convenient

Rather, I love coffee
Because of morning coffee dates with a dear friend
Because when you're traveling and want to stop and look at the map or people-watch you grab a cup
Because it is a wonderful way to start a day skiing (mountains, I love you too)
Because you are the center of coffee shops which are always included in the best date nights
Because it is a great medium for getting pumpkin spice and gingerbread syrup into my system :-)
And for so many mornings

Cheers to you, dear coffee! [Insert coffee gulp here]
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Sunday, November 27, 2011

Christmas Carol

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I've been slackin. Forgive me. 
Thanksgiving has come and gone. We both took the week off work (this never ever happens) and spent some time with family in Ta-town then KC. I have plenty to tell you about including pies, movie marathons, Christmas decor... but let's save that for later. Tonight we went to see A Christmas Carol with our families. 


It is always a wonderful production. Such beautiful love and hope and joy! I've seen it several times, but have never read the book. Tonight hubs and I decided we wanted to read it. We'll see if that actually happens... The story is old enough that everyone has their own interpretations and their own perspectives on highlights and shortfalls, but I'll share my thoughts anyway since this blog is all about speaking from the abundance of my heart :-)

Belle has a relatively small part in the story. She was the woman Scrooge loved when he was young. She broke off their engagement because she said that Scrooge's idol of gold that had replaced his love for her. Idolatry. What a thought. Idolatry, not callousness, was the root of Scrooge's problem. It is not that he didn't smile enough, laugh enough, give enough, love enough. It was that he had an idol. His worship was misplaced. 

That reminds me of the Sound of Music... The afternoon the children went to see Maria  they didn't want the Captain to know so they made up story after pathetic story. When he doesn't fall for it, Liesl finally asks "Were do you think we were, Father?... Well, if you don't believe us you must have some idea where you think we were."

If I claim that his worship was misplaced I must have some idea where I think his worship should be placed.


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Today is the beginning of advent. What a wonderful season of love, hope, and joy. 

From the pastors of our church:
"The four Sundays leading up to Christmas have been observed ... as a way to prepare our hearts to celebrate the coming of our Savior at Christmas. We take time to look at how the Bible speaks of the longing of God’s people for the Messiah, the promise of God to send one who would make all that is wrong right again, the arrival of the Promised One to inaugurate his kingdom, and his promise to come again to bring it to completion."
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Monday, November 14, 2011

the heat is on!

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I have this thing. Some might call it a problem. That might be fair, but I just like to call it a habit.

I never leave once.

When I leave my house, and especially my parents house and sometimes hotels and other times client sites, I leave things behind and have to go back to get whatever I left. That's why I like to say that I never leave once. That's called a euphemism. Or maybe not depending on how you view my presence... but since it is me talking I will call it a euphemism. Actually can I change my mind again? Cause its actually very annoying. I lose things. Well not lose exactly, more like misplace. Another euphemism.

Well anyway, most recently I have misplaced my credit card and my iPod. It's official. They've been gone for about a week and a half. And I have to say it seems extremely unlikely that they are together. I haven't had any fraudulent activity on my card so that's how I know it's just misplaced and not lost. Haven't checked the activity on my iPod cause that's not possible. Get this though... I have my wallet, but no credit card. I have my earbuds, but no iPod. Who does that?!

I wish I was like Winnie from Hocus Pocus and could just call out to them like she calls for her book... I mean I do call out to them, but they don't answer.

But the heat is on because next week is Thanksgiving and I don't have my gym music (so naturally I can't go work off the gunk I'll eat) or listen to any- *swallow*- Christmas music! And I also don't have my card for to begin Christmas shopping with. I just ended a sentence in a preposition. Oh help... 

Name that movie. I didn't give you enough to work with, did I? Well I'll just tell you. It's the Sound of Music.

Where have I not looked?!
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Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Football= overrated | weddings and birthday parties= good

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What's new? More work craziness. I would tell you about my new program that we launched a few weeks ago, but the other day my client (read: boss) heard from an actual client that they heard about our program on the internet and he got a tiddly-bit super nervous. So alas I can't tell you anything. Even though I know you'd be soooo enthralled by the wonder of it all. False.

Last weekend we decided to (read: attempted to) take the day off work. We shuffled around town to get new-to-us car #2 registered. After a couple trips to the DMV, success. We then hit the road to go visit some friends in Iowa and to watch our dear, sweet, terrible Jayhawk football team take on the Cyclones. Wonderful weekend! Read about that over on the Jensen's blog.

We then raced back in time to go to a dear friend's wedding Saturday night. Beautiful in all regards, as expected. Did I take pictures though? No. Fail.

Then Sunday we hit up the Chiefs. Another football loss. Good thing I don't really like football that much anyway. Don't tell... But I did take pictures so I get points for that.

Then we celebrated the sister's bf's bday by watching the Packers game and eating good food. At least the Packers won. Not that I watched the game.

Speaking of food, I need to go bake cookies or something. I'm starting to twitch!

Cheers to Jayhawk basketball season! It's HERE!
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Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Halloween blast from the past

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So last week I promised to come back with pictures, but I still haven't taken any pictures. I thought about taking pictures of the hoards of trick-or-treaters that came to our house last night, but decided that might creep out parents. Besides, we ran out of candy in an hour flat so I was already on the kids' bad side.

I got to thinking though, I don't remember the last time I dressed up for Halloween. Then I realized I'd never seen hubs dressed up either. So ya know what I did? I went Facebook diving. It's like dumpster diving cause you're looking for people's trash, ya know? Anyway, you'll love what I found...

I can't tell you which one is which. But it's good, right?
And check out the wings on this one?


I even found a picture of Fred Flinstone. Awesome!
But Fred wasn't wearing a mask so I can't post that one.

Love these guys.
One of them more than the other, but still.


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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

huh?

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I have been oh so very absent from the blogosphere lately. And I miss it. I couldn't even tell you the last time I looked at The Pioneer Woman or Thrifty Decor Chick. So behind!

I don't even have anything good to write about. I just wanted to tell you all that I'm alive.

I helped launch a new product line. It's called Money Express. You've never heard of it.
I have used twice the normal number of minutes on my cell phone. Or maybe three times... I hit the "twice" mark last week.
I bought a pre-paid phone.
I "posed" as a latina for an ad.
I baked a quiche.
My sister cleaned my house for me when all the cleaning companies in town were booked. You wish my sister was your sister.
I traveled to Florida, South Carolina, and Tennesee.
I bought a turnip and told the grocery store lady it was a parsnip. Or maybe it was the other way around.
I chopped a rutabega. And whatever that other thing was that I bought.
I went to the world pray-me-air... that's french for premiere... of Tom Sawyer (the ballet) at the Kauffman Performing Arts Center.
I planted more tulips.
I killed my mums.
I bought a pair of skinny jeans. And wore them in public.
I lost my luggage on a non-stop flight.
I slept in my contacts and my eyes have not forgiven me.
I stayed at the KU v. K-State game until the 4th quarter. Took some dedication.
I mistakenly used whipped cream instead of whipping cream. Big difference.

Just par for the course, ya know? Not that I've ever played golf, but I think that's what that means...

What am I even saying right now? I should stop while I'm behind.

Check back later. I'll have pictures for you or something.
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Sunday, October 16, 2011

the calm before the storm

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I never went back and added more to my last post. Apologies.

In short, it was a rough work day. On Friday I referred to it as running off the back of a treadmill. You're trying really hard to go forward with force, but the machine is faster and throws you off the back and you fall on your face. Yeah. It was one of those days. May be exaggerating a bit, I am a girl after all, but it was crummy.

And then I got reeeeally nervous thinking about the next few weeks of launching this product and how I need to do more and how I need to do better. I've got to earn my keep and add value.


This was all on the tails of last week's sermon on Philippians 4:6-7.
The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, 
but in everything by prayer and supplication 
with thanksgiving 
let your requests be made known to God. 
And the peace of God,which surpasses all understanding, 
will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Thanks, Paul (and Redeemer Fellowship) for this reminder.

So I finished The Help, good book by the way, and picked up my Bible and "Calm my Anxious Heart," a favorite from college, and am heading off to Tampa in the morning.

In the meantime, someone please bring hubs some nutritious food on Monday and Tuesday, would ya? I'm afraid he'll eat Mickey D's for 6 straight meals...
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011

a career developing day

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In the words of my client:

"I think today was a career developing day for you."

How is it not even 5:00 yet? More to come.
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Monday, October 10, 2011

what Ghandi said

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Ya know what ruffles my feathers? Poor customer service. Ooooo boise do I get upset quickly. 
I think this originated from a family that has collectively spent a large number of years in the restaurant industry. If your steak isn't right, you say something. If the server is snotty, you tell the manager. Oh you don't? Well I do. 

See I am of the impression that companies really do care about their customers. They want them to be served and to be happy and to come back again and again. Because that coming back again and again means $$ and more $$.

A few weeks ago I was getting my hair cut and they had a sign up. A quote by Ghandi:
"A customer is the most important visitor on our premises. 
He is not dependent on us. We are dependent on him. 
He is not an interruption of our work. He is the purpose of it. 
He is not an outsider to our business. He is part of it. 
We are not doing him a favor by serving him. 
He is doing us a favor by giving us the opportunity to do so."

This week at work is Customer Service week. And sure enough this morning one of the VPs sent out that same quote as a reminder to us of how we ought to view our customers. As a client server it was very challenging. In a good way.

Which brings us to tonight, my friends. Tonight I went to World Market. I am late everywhere I go, so I arrived at 8:50. They close at 9:00, but I knew what I wanted so I knew I'd have time. Here's where the story goes sour. I walk up and there is an employee standing at the door. It's one of those automatic doors that at the end of the night they pull together to close it manually. 
Well she was standing in the door, half way-closed already, and as I got closer she just glared at me and said "two minutes." 
Being the definant person that I am, I said "It's 8:50, don't you close at 9:00?"
"Yes, we close at 9:00... you have two minutes."
"But my clock shows 8:50."
Are you ready for this?
"We don't go by your time, we go by World Market time." 

I would like to tell you that I graciously said "okay, thanks" but what I actually said was "why don't we compare watches when I'm finished shopping, mkay?" Not my proudest moment, but that's what I said.
I was partially really peeved cause another associate at that store had closed early two weeks before and when I went to the door they just stood on the other side of the door with their arms closed waiting for me to walk away. Butt-heads. Well I stomped around the store for three minutes, just to spite the woman, thinking about what Ghandi said.

Here's the lesson folks. Or lessons.
1) Be nice
2) Don't be late everywhere you go.
3) Write an email to grouchy lady's boss.

and last, but most important

In the context of serving one another, Jesus said: 
"Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me." 
Matthew 25:40

And that is way more convicting than what Ghandi said.

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Monday, October 3, 2011

Roasted Butternut Squash Risotto

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Have you ever made risotto?
Wait, back the truck up.
Have you ever eaten risotto?
Please tell me you have. Eaten it and made it. Cause it's delish. One of my top most favoritest comfort foods.

I feel obligated to tell you that risotto isn't good for you. Not bad for you like mac and cheese with sausage, but just not great for you cause it's just pasta and cheese and stuff. Anyway, you still need to do it. Not all the time. Just, you know, enough of the time.

Remember how I told you my sister and her bf like to cook and they are really good at it? Well last year for my birthday they made me Roasted Butternut Squash Risotto. It was soooo good. And I was craving it this Sunday. So I made it. And would you believe I even remembered to snap a few quick pics along the way? You can thank me later.

Also, aside from the fact that risotto isn't that great for you, it is also pretty laborious to make. Not hard, just takes a while. So on a beautiful fall afternoon it was a purrrfect way to spend a few hours.

First, you take the graham...
Just kidding. But I love that scene. Name that movie!

First you borrow a dutch oven from your sister and her bf because they have two and you have none.

Being bitter is not step 2. Being grateful is step 2.

Step 3 is slicing and dicing (less the dicing) up a butternut* squash and roasting it in the oven for 40-50 minutos.
I meant to type butternut but I was moving too fast and typed buttnut and thought it was funny. But then realized in the context of a lesson on food it wasn't funny. But then told you about it anyway.

Then saute the onions in a pat o' butter. There's garlic in there too I think.

Meanwhile heat up a lot of chicken broth. You know the phrase "a watched pot will never boil?" That's why I didn't take a picture of heating up the broth.

Then add the arborio rice. I know it seems weird to add rice to a dry pan, but just do it.


Moving right along... (this is where it gets tedious, so that phrase was intentionally ironic or something) begin adding the broth, 1/2 cup at a time until the broth is absorbed. This will take a long while. Do this with your right hand and with your left hand make banana nut muffins. 

The pot will get deeper, and creamier, and more lovely. 

Cutting to the chase now. Eventually you'll skin and chop up the butternut squash and toss it in along with some loverly seasonings including fresh sage and plenty o' parmesean reggiano. The recipe calls for spinach but I left it off. I've had it both ways and they're both great.


In summary, enjoy. 


Oh, and don't forget to take the muffins out of the oven before they burn!
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Golden oldie

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Last weekend hubs came back home and we met to go to a friends wedding. Specifically, he showed up at 3:29 for a 3:30 wedding. I hope I'm not rubbing off.

The wedding was beautiful and, as always, lots of fun to celebrate with friends. I'm starting to run out of dresses though. Pretend like you don't notice that I'm rewaring dresses 3 or 4 times. Just not top priority for me.

Between the wedding and the reception we snuck off to see my inlaws. They are great. They got me another pair of my favorite shoes that I have worn out. Those last two sentences are completely independent.

Sunday was the Plaza Art Fair, something I look forward to on my birthday weekend every year, and although we didn't get to spend much time there, it was lots of fun. Thanks especially to sister for the free food and drinks. Too bad I had to walk around with a drink in each hand and look like a hoodlum. But it was a great way to spend the afternoon of my golden birthday. I'm a golden oldie now. Ha.

Then Monday was all the hooplah. My sister, her bf, mom, and cousin threw quite a dinner party. See?
(pst... pardon the camera quality. I forgot my phone so I had to get these shots from my mom and sister)








Dinner in perfect 70 degree weather
Complete with my favorite wine, Pinot Noir
A pear arugula, cranberry, and all-things-lovely salad
Perfectly spiced pork tenderloin
Amazing roasted root vegetables. I have no other adjectives.
A bonfire. And Smore's. Of course.
Chinchilla cake. Yes, like the animal. Or like chantilly lace.
A sing a' long
And great quality time.

Cheers to the another year!


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Thursday, September 22, 2011

distracted

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No no no, I can't work right now. I'm busy.

Josh is singing to me!

Through my earbuds. But whatever...





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Monday, September 19, 2011

Oh Monday

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Mack forgot to wake me up.
Woke up 15 minutes before a conference call with a potential client.

Had to tell them I can't help because I'm too busy.
Neither can the rest of the team.

Spilled coffee on my shirt while driving to work.
Cardigan can cover most of it I suppose.

Good morning, Monday. You think you're cute, doncha?

"So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God." (1 Cor 10:31)
Do Monday to the glory of God. That's my goal for the day.
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Saturday, September 17, 2011

learning to read

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When did you learn to read? What made you learn to read?

No no no, I'm not talking about the "See Spot Run" kind of reading, I'm talking about what taught you to read. Was it an interest in your city so you started reading the newspaper? Was it a love for God so you just couldn't get enough of the Bible and commentaries? Was it an interest in sports so you started reading blogs? Was it one particular book or series where you had an "aha moment and needed to read more?

That one. That last one. That's my story. I'm sure I liked to read as a 3 year old, but then I decided to skip 14 or so years before I wanted to read a book. Why? Because I was on vacation in Cancun and needed something to do other than lay on the beach and try to sleep. That actually gets really old. I started to read that day because I have this thing built into me where if I stop moving for more than 15 minutes I start to twitch. No biggie.

Anyway, I was 17 when I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. Loved it. Couldn't put it down. Weird.


I came home from the trip, bought Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, devoured it also, and so on with the remainder of the series. I even tried to read the first one in spanish, but I don't think I got past page 40 or so. Maybe I should pick that back up... Anywho, to all you people who think I'm crazy for raving about a book that is mainstream, about wizards, and written for children/teens, psahw on you! HP taught me to read!

However, I still don't read often. And non-fiction is still a challenge for me (although there are some wonderful reads out there). But few weeks ago I had several people going on-and-on about how great The Help is so I bought it. started in on it this week, and am loving it. I decided you have to be able to hear the voices as you read it so that can make it challenging for some, but I hear the voices in my head... the voices from the characters in the book, not just random voices, don't worry... anyway, it works for me.

 

So there you have it. That is what taught me to read AND that is why I've been neglecting my blog all week. Forgive me?

Your turn. Answer either one or the other or both:
What taught you to read?
What are you currently reading?
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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

pumpkin is for baking

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In the fall, pumpkin abounds at our house. My best bud has a serious sweet tooth for pumpkin pie and pumpkin cake, and I have a Kitchen Aide problem so naturally we consume a lot of it. Last weekend I tried a new reskapee and it was definitely worth sharing.

You should know something though. When I bake I can go a little crazy with the substitutions. This is usually a combination of reactive
I don't have buttermilk, what should I use?
And proactive
It calls for how many eggs? Maybe I'll toss in some ground flax instead...

So while I never create my own recipes, I almost always adapt them to my own tastes. This time the crowd was pleased so I thought I'd share.
 
Pumpkin-Cranberry (or Chocolate Chip) Muffins
Makes 24 muffins 

Ingredients
  • 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 1/2 cups wheat flour 
  • 2 teaspoons baking soda
  • 1 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
  • 1 1/2 cup granulated sugar
  • 1 can (15oz) pumpkin
  • 1 1/2 containers (9oz) plain greek yogurt
  • 1/2 cup packed light brown sugar
  • 4 tablespoons canola oil
  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 cup Craisins or chocolate chips (I split my batter and did half cranberries and half chocolate chips)
Preparation
  • Preheat oven to 375°.
  • Lightly spoon flour into dry measuring cups; level with a knife. Combine flour, baking soda, and next 5 ingredients (though cloves); stir well with a whisk.
  • Combine granulated sugar and next 5 ingredients (through egg) in a large bowl; beat with a mixer at medium speed until well blended (about 3 minutes). Add flour mixture to sugar mixture; beat at low speed just until combined. Fold in cranberries or chocolate chips.
  • Place paper muffin cup liners in muffin cups; lightly spray liners with cooking spray. Spoon batter into prepared cups. Bake at 375° for 25 minutes or until muffins spring back when touched lightly in center. Remove muffins from pan immediately; place on a wire rack.
  • Set some aside to freeze. You'll want to eat them again later, I promise, and if you don't freeze them soon enough you'll accidentally eat them all. To thaw just put one in a zip lock bag and toss in your purse or man-bag and it'll be ready to snarf in an hour. 
Original recipe from Cooking Light.
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Monday, September 12, 2011

football and ice cream are good

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Thanks for telling me what you love. I enjoyed it.

But you know what? I know there are more of you out there that aren't commenting... Creepers.

Ya know what else I love besides all the things I listed in my last post? My Jayhawks.

But mostly I just love going to KU games with my bestie.

When we got married 2 whole whopping years ago we got a lot of great marriage counseling. At some point along the way we learned that it would be important for us to find things that we both enjoyed and to foster those interests. And remember when we talked about spending our time on things that we value? Well that's true of our monies too folks. So when hubs decided to buy season tickets to KU football this year I swallowed the price tag and committed to it. Because we both love our second home in Lawrence. Sometimes we cry during the Alma Mater. Did I say we? I mean me. I mean I. Whatever...

What I'm getting at here, besides the fact that the game was stinkin ah-may-zing, besides the fact that the girl behind me asked how to do the fight song clap, besides the fact that it was a very long day, besides the fact that I have no idea what a first down is... what I'm getting at is that it is super-uber-important to join the people you love in doing the things that you both love.

So we watched our Jayhawks play football and shared in a celebratory late night trip to Sheridan's. And it was fun.
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Thursday, September 8, 2011

what YOU love

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Ya know what I love besides YouTube classics and flowers and Nutella and music and all the other wonderful things I tell you about all the time?

Gummy vitamins. They are like dessert and they are good for you. 
They could be better, but ya know, whatever.
 
Shatto milk. Root Beer flavored.

That my kitchen looks like a mess permanently. 
Not. 
I mean, I do not love it. 
Not that it is not permanently a mess. 
That's confusing. 
Ya know what else I don't like? Double negatives.

But I do like watching puppet sleep.

I also love the four seasons. Oh boise do I love 'em. All four of 'em. 
That why Kansas is perfect for me. 
Cause on any given day ya never know what you're gonna get! 
Kinda like chocolate :-)

But ya know what this post is about? Course you do. 
There is a title so you know this post is about you, not me.  
You tell me what you love. 

Here's the deal: I need you to rank your favorite seasons. 
For example, you could say:
Spring=1, Summer=1, Fall= 2, Winter= 2
This would mean that spring and summer tie for first and fall and winter tie for second.

Or you could say: 
fall> spring = winter> summer
This would mean that fall is better than spring which ties with winter but all three of those are better than summer.

Or you could say:
7(spring)+ 4(winters)= 3(summers)- 6(fall)
This would mean you're seriously messed up and that you're more confusing than double negatives. 

Do what you want, but just tell me how you feel about the fact that we just crossed the Labor Day mark and white pants are no longer allowed. Tell me how you feeeeeel :-)
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Saturday, September 3, 2011

you tube

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Ya know how most things remind me of songs? Like the phrase "once in a blue moon" or the stairs in the museum in Texas? Well sometimes things remind me of YouTube songs like Friday. A few days ago that happened. Someone at work said something that made me think of an old favorite: Montgomery Flea Market. Do you know that one? Oh you don't? Puh-leaze watch the first few minutes of this. It's so good!


Well then I was singing the song in my head and periodically laughing to myself out loud thinking about how my coworker would do a fantastic remake of this song when my bestie sent me a new you tube video and it reminded me of another classic. The Little Lad Dance. You don't know it? Its instructions on how to do the dance from the Berries and Cream commercial. Still no? Goodness you need to get out more.

First watch this:
Then watch this.

Okay. Good stuff, right?

Now please bear with me here cause this last one is for all you KU fans out there getting excited about the game on Saturday. You'll. Love. This.

I have no words.
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Sunday, August 28, 2011

the ride

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I'm kind of a snot about some things. Like walking in a straightline. And using words correctly like to/too and their/there/they're. Those are the only things though. I'm never a snot about anything else...

I'm also a snot about Hondas and Toyotas. I just love them I can't help it. My first and second cars were Hondas. And my sister's first and second cars were Toyotas. And we ran those suckers to the ground. Or into other cars. Or other cars ran into us. Point is, because we have each loved all four of those cars I have an unfair bias. I am aware of this.

So natually, when I sold my Vibe last week
yes, the one with the busted tail light (hubs fixed that though) 
the one that ruined the heels of my shoes
the one that I loved driving cause it was a six-speed
we only looked at those two makes.

And we came home with
drum roll, please

A neeeew caaar!  
(To be read in the voice of Bob Barker. Not the Bob Barker that is the grandfather of my hubs, but the one from The Price Is Right.)

Specifically, we came home with a new [to us] Accord. She's perty.

I think hubs and I might go cruisin' in our new ride. Peace out kids.

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Tuesday, August 23, 2011

obedient

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And Jesus came and said to them,  

"All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me.  

Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, 

baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,  

teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. 

And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age." 

Matthew 28:18-20


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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

If i had a twitter account

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it would say things like

laziness= wearing high heels and workout clothes to take the trash out because my high heels are still in the kitchen where I took them off and my sandals on the floor of the living room are too far away

in 140 characters or less.

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lunches and dinners

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lunches and dinners in the life of a [temporarily] single lady:

Sunday dinner: pizza
Monday lunch: none (who am i???)
Monday diinner: PB&J
Tuesday lunch: pizza
Tuesday dinner: pasta... and banana nut muffins.
Wednesday lunch: pizza

Someone please give me a bunch of spinach or a carrot stick or a broccoli floret before I keel over! Or just bring hubs home so I'll be forced to prepare real food!

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Sunday, August 14, 2011

Damage

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First- I'm mostly back to normal from the cold. I still have a lot of junk going on in terms of congestion, but nothing too terrible. I managed to make it through multiple conference calls held while laying in bed. I wasn't ridiculed for leaving a voicemail and saying my name was Mrs. Block. I didn't do any real damage from my using the wrong words or just forgetting words or just forgetting what I was talking about mid-sentence. And even though I through I got out milk to make mac & cheese and proceeded to pour the whole thing down the sink drain instead of into the pan with the mac and the cheese, I still had an edible dinner. Not too much damage was caused from the cold meds I took. Just a few side effects. Speaking of which, I knew I needed to leave work when I actually had to ask someone whether I should use "effect" or "affect" in a sentence last week. SOOO not me.

What were we talking about? Oh yeah, damage.

Gus Gus. That shall be his name. Except I'm sure that he's not as cute and innocent as the real Gus Gus from Cinderelley, but I don't know the names of many mice.

We have mice. Well, I prefer to imagine that there is only one, but I'm sure I am being naive on that. And this mouse is a clever one. I put out two mouse traps, but Big Mack ate them. The traps, not the mice. Hubs put out two more with my crummy mack and cheese. Gus Gus took the food and the trap didn't snap. So hubs put peanut butter on it. Can't get that so easily!

Do you know what he did?

He kicked him... he was injured, injured bad.

No he didn't. And he wasn't. But what he did do was eat all the stinkin peanut butter!

Rude.

That's all.

Good night :-)
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