There's a bar that I pass every day to and from work. For valentine's day they've decorated their window with hearts and polka dots, and big letters declaring "Get Your VD on at *name of bar*" We're all class out here. All Class.
For Valentine's Day I've given myself the award for best wife ever. Our dinner plans are: hot dogs, french fries, and a big ole helping of Top Shot.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Crafts
I originally planned on creating this blog as a place to document my craft and sewing creations. Not a place for me to ramble on about my life. I've had several projects as of late that I took before shots of just so I could post them here.
It's the taking after photos, uploading the photos, and creating an actual blog post that seems to be getting in the way.
It's on my list I'll get to it soon. Promise Promise.
In the mean time. Enjoy this.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
How to cook yourself dinner in 25 easy steps
1. Walk into the kitchen and announce that you're going to make yourself dinner.
2. When your husband asks if you need any assistance assure him that you're feeling great and he should just stay in the living room and relax. Ignore his skeptical glance.
3. Open up the fridge and realize you don't have all of your desired burrito making supplies.
4. Send husband to the store to pick up hot sauce, sour cream, guacamole, and root beer.
5. Hobble back over to the couch.
6. When husband returns from the store glance up at the door.
7. Hobble back to the kitchen - once again reassure your husband that you don't need any additional help, the store thing was a total fluke.
8. Ignore husband who's decided to stay in the kitchen to supervise.
9. Open fridge.
10. Realize all of the things you need are on the bottom shelf where you can not reach them because you can no longer bend your back.
11. Look up sheepishly at your husband and ask him to grab the tortillas, onions, and peppers for you from the fridge.
12. Pull out cutting board and knife.
13. Ask husband to dice the vegetables he's just removed from the fridge.
14. Open cupboard. Attempt to use your telepathic powers to float the saute pan into your hands.
15. When that fails ask your husband to get you the saute pan.
16. Place pan on stove, add oil, light burner and place veggies in pan.
17. Ignore the shooting pain.
18. Begin sauteing veggies.
19. One minute later realize that you should listen to your back that is screaming at you to lay back down NOW - he's a lot more reasonable than you think he is.
20. Hand spatula to husband and hobble back to the couch where you lay face down on top of every pillow you own.
21. When your husband asks you how sauteed you want your vegetables, respond, "until they smell right" consider this a valid response refuse to elaborate.
22. Give husband step by step instructions on how to assemble your burrito, even if he doesn't ask for them.
23. Accept plate from husband with a combination of grace and humility.
24. Realize that you cannot eat a burrito while laying face down on the couch, send husband back into kitchen for a knife and fork.
25. Feel proud that even though you are on bed rest you are still independent enough to cook your own meals.
2. When your husband asks if you need any assistance assure him that you're feeling great and he should just stay in the living room and relax. Ignore his skeptical glance.
3. Open up the fridge and realize you don't have all of your desired burrito making supplies.
4. Send husband to the store to pick up hot sauce, sour cream, guacamole, and root beer.
5. Hobble back over to the couch.
6. When husband returns from the store glance up at the door.
7. Hobble back to the kitchen - once again reassure your husband that you don't need any additional help, the store thing was a total fluke.
8. Ignore husband who's decided to stay in the kitchen to supervise.
9. Open fridge.
10. Realize all of the things you need are on the bottom shelf where you can not reach them because you can no longer bend your back.
11. Look up sheepishly at your husband and ask him to grab the tortillas, onions, and peppers for you from the fridge.
12. Pull out cutting board and knife.
13. Ask husband to dice the vegetables he's just removed from the fridge.
14. Open cupboard. Attempt to use your telepathic powers to float the saute pan into your hands.
15. When that fails ask your husband to get you the saute pan.
16. Place pan on stove, add oil, light burner and place veggies in pan.
17. Ignore the shooting pain.
18. Begin sauteing veggies.
19. One minute later realize that you should listen to your back that is screaming at you to lay back down NOW - he's a lot more reasonable than you think he is.
20. Hand spatula to husband and hobble back to the couch where you lay face down on top of every pillow you own.
21. When your husband asks you how sauteed you want your vegetables, respond, "until they smell right" consider this a valid response refuse to elaborate.
22. Give husband step by step instructions on how to assemble your burrito, even if he doesn't ask for them.
23. Accept plate from husband with a combination of grace and humility.
24. Realize that you cannot eat a burrito while laying face down on the couch, send husband back into kitchen for a knife and fork.
25. Feel proud that even though you are on bed rest you are still independent enough to cook your own meals.
Best laid plans
On Monday (two days ago) I had a fairly minor medical procedure. The doctors told me ahead of time that I might want to take a day or so off work in order to heal etc etc. And I decided this was a great opportunity for me to give myself a little vacation. The Monday situation really only took a couple hours of my life and I pretty much planned out the rest of the time. This was going to be my last big hurray before tax season starts. The sewing projects that have been floating around in my head would all get accomplished (skirts, dresses, scarf, all of them). I'd finish piecing together the top to at least the big quilt I've been making. I'd walk to the beach every morning. Master at least half the remaining dances on dance central. Read a few books. Cook dinner for my lovely husband every night. Real dinners too more than just pasta being tossed together and then ploping on the couch in front of hulu. Finally get a pedicure (it's been almost a year, my feet are gross). Start the blog I've been thinking about to document all my great sewing and craft projects. I even created a google doc just for my glorious glorious list - I called it sewcation. I know what you're thinking, best name ever, it's true. Yesterday I woke up early wandered out to the couch, opened up the google doc and deleted everything on the list. My head hurts, my back hurts, and honestly I can't stand up for more than 10 minutes at a time. I spent the entire day on the couch surrounded by pillows, texting, trolling the internet, and watching tv. Exactly like I planned.
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