Tuesday, January 31, 2006


Scrabble Night Snack: Smoked Gouda in crescent roll dough, but I couldn't find my sesame seeds!

More Fun with Food...

Saturday, I made a big pot of my CaptainK's potato soup, in preparation for Scrabble Night with Jake and Carla. But, we all made too many snacks and never got around to the soup! Froze half to take to my Mom's and the rest will be gone this week, I'm sure.

Sunday I made something called "All Day Pork Loin Chili" which was a 3# pork loin, cut into 2 inch cubes, seared and then simmered, literally, all day. Also had 3 cans of diced tomatoes with juice, 2 cans each of black and kidney beans, drained, a red bell pepper, three jalapeno peppers (seeded then diced) and assorted spices and a touch of brown sugar. Finally had some last night. A bit more spicy than I like, but very, very good. Also last night I finished cleaning the house and made some more dishes for the rest of the week.

First I made some chicken salad. A very simple recipe, but very tasty. I boiled boneless, skinless chicken breasts on Sunday and refrigerated them. Last night, I cubed them and added 1/2 cut of finely diced celery, 1/3 cup of slivered almonds. Sauce was 1 cup of mayonnaise (the real stuff) and two tablespoons of fresh squeezed lemon juice. I plan on cutting the top off a big tomato, digging it out and using that as a bowl for the chicken salad. Put my tomato bowl on a lettuce leaf, prop the cleaned off top against it and voila! (it's all about the presentation, lol!)

Last, but not least, I had bought a family pack of drumsticks (14 of them, I think). I usually get all involved in 4 hour buttermilk marinade, etc. but since it was Monday night at 8:00 PM, decided to go simple, yet again. (That's right, I've gotten simple!) So, seasoned them with a mixture of salt, pepper and onion salt, them mixed 4 eggs with 1/3 cup of water. Added just enough Red Hot Sauce until mixture turned orange. Mixed 2 cups of self-rising flour with fresh ground pepper and started my assembly line. Coated the drumsticks in the egg mixture, rolled them in the flour and deep fried them in 350 degree oil for 13 minutes. Drained them by putting a rack on a paper towel lined cookie sheet. Tasted fantastic!!! I ate four of them when they cooled, and put the rest in bags in the fridge.

Sunday, January 29, 2006

Another quote (edited)

"On the road of life, there are passengers and there are drivers."

- Volkswagen ad

"On the road of life, I'm pretty sure I'm just a hitchhiker."

- CaptainK


"There's a fine line between pushing the envelope and going way too far."

Ted Allen, Iron Chef America

Thought for the day...

"Timing beats speed."

Teddy Atlas (former boxing coach and current announcer)

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Last Night's Dinner

It was a long, boring week... I further depressed myself by going and spending $45 to replace the programmable thermostat I'd just installed a week or so ago. It went nuts! Temp would drop to 60 or jump up to 74. Had Jake double-check programming, in case I'd done something wrong. Nope. So, bought the one like I used to have. Installed and programmed it last night. Bummer...

Decided I needed something to jazz up my life. So, I baked some pre-cooked breaded chicken strips and made a sauce to turn them into Buffalo Chicken strips (one part butter to two parts Red Hot Sauce). After they warmed up in the oven, tossed them in a big bowl with the coating. Found I was out of Blue Cheese dressing (not sure how THAT happened, I always have blue cheese dressing - it's my favorite "creamy" dressing) so I used Buttermilk ranch dressing to tame the taste... Delicious, but...

my tummy still hurts!

Heard this on Over Easy this morning...

Words & Music by Al Kooper & Dan Penn

I went to put my old boots on this mornin
They was cracked on the side,
Had a hole straight through the sole,
I went downtown to the store where I first bought 'em
They said: "Al, they don't make any boots like that no 'mo..."

Now, thats the way my whole life just seem to be goin', people
Like the world be playin some big ass joke on me
Ya know they just tore down the theater where I saw my first movie
One day it was there,
Next day you couldn't even tell where it used to be

The things we took for granted that we always counted on
If ya had a million dollars ya couldn't even try 'em on
Today ya can't find no boots like that cause
They're GOIN', GOIN', GONE....

We used to fall in love to that deep soul music
It was the voices of the angels and they never told you no lies
Now ya got pimps, gangstas, bigtime rappers
They made the whole damn thing disappear right before our eyes

The things we took for granted that we always counted on
And now you only hear that music on some oldies marathons
Pretty soon it won't even be there no mo
It's going going gone

I used to think I had my whole life before me
And in some small way I could change things all around
But now I feel that most people just ignore me
I got one foot in the gutter
And the other foot in the ground

Things we took for granted that we always counted on
I'd rather play this old guitar than to strap some new one on
I guess I'll play my song this way

Even that beatup pillow I love to lay my head upon
Will someday be my tombstone

Friday, January 27, 2006


Thanks to some computer wizardry, my Webmaster was able to provide me a picture of the barbequed chicken on the next day! LMAO!!

Thursday, January 26, 2006


"I've had a wonderful time, but this wasn't it!"

Groucho Marx

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

I love living in Redford!

Saturday, when I went to barbeque the chicken, I found the lid of my grille was broken. Earlier this summer, the mechanism that allowed you to raise or lower the coals had also broke. I tried to fix that, but had no success. Since it was now two things on the grille that were inoperable, I decided to pitch it. Not sure if the garbage men will take it, or if I have to call the Township for a special pickup. But, hauled it out to the road when I got home tonight, as Tuesday is garbage day here (rest of real garbage will go out in the morning, so the wild things don't tear up the bags).

Before I got back into the house, a car pulled in and beeped it's horn. An elderly gentleman asked me what was wrong with the grille. I explained, but told him if he wanted it, feel free. He declined and drove away.

Glanced outside just now, and noticed the grille was gone...

Tonight's Soup

I made the best soup ever tonight. I don't normally brag up my cooking (What? Well, excuuse me! Scruffy just remarked I do it all the time - well, I do share all my failures, so it balances out, right?) Anyway, ignoring that furball-hacking feline, let me continue...

Remember the barbequed chicken from Saturday? After eating it for dinner on Saturday and several snacks on Sunday, there wasn't a whole lot left. Since tomorrow (today, now) is garbage day, it would be a good time to get rid of the carcass, so I thought I'd debone it, add the chicken to some chicken stock and throw in some noodles for soup. However, much to my surprise, I was a little light in the chicken stock area.

So, undaunted, (well, maybe a little daunted) I carefully removed all the barbeque sauce-coated skin (didn't want that taste). Then, I got all the meat off I could (maybe two or three cups worth). Got my medium stock pot and threw all the bones in it. Then added the celery I had that was a bit old and limp (shut up, Scruffy!), took two medium onion and cut them in half (not peeling them) a shallot that was starting to get soft (I'm not kidding, Scruffy!) and three cloves of garlic (smashed, but peels and all), a handful of those baby carrots (again, getting a bit old) a good clump of parsley (stems and all), two bay leaves, salt and a lot of pepper. Added cold water, covered the pot and brought it to boil.

Once boiling, I removed the cover and lowered the temperature to medium-high (to concentrate the flavors) and let it boil for over an hour. When it was close to being done, chopped a medium onion and diced some fresh celery. Put olive oil and butter into a saute pan and cooked the onions and celery. Finely chopped some more parsley, and peeled a carrot, then shredded it.

Poured the chicken stock through a strainer, and discarded everything but the broth. Tasted it and decided it needed at bit more salt and a whole lot of pepper. Added the onions and celery, the shredded carrot and the cut up chicken meat. Brought it to a boil, then added a whole bag of wide egg noodles and cooked for eight minutes.


Sunday, January 22, 2006


Finished cleaning main bathroom and took advantage of the warm (42 degrees F.) day to hang Luanne and Sadie's birthday present - Tree Man. You will note he is NOT visible from either patio. I prefer my "whimsy" to be a bit sutble; something you have to "discover" rather than a bright red garden gnome smack dab in the middle of the front garden, if you know what I mean.


Not sure about "whimsy" now... he looks a little scary!

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Saturday night...

Well, I set up Newt's new home this morning. I have been feeling bad ever since I saw the setup Petco had for their newts. It was a 20 gallon long aquarium with sloped stones so that the newts could walk around a bit. Newt's always only had just a rock to sit on. Decided that before he dies, he should be able to walk around like the wild newts probably do. So, Friday, I picked up a $10.00 10 gallon aquarium (hey, he's just one newt, okay?) and the rest of the stuff. Had to laugh, I deliberately went to PetSmart as I have a card there. Got a whopping discount of $0.30 on my purchase. This morning, I set it all up and threw the old aquarium away. Check it out in photographs.

Did all the laundry today. Last night's big snow storm was a bust! Went outside to check on the "Big Snowstorm" last night (around 3:30 AM, BTW) and it was raining! This morning, it was sunny and there wasn't enough snow here to cover the grass. It all melted by noon. I suppose somebody got dumped on, but it sure wasn't Redford. So, with all the sun, I got the itch to barbeque (okay, a bit weird, but how many times in Michigan can you barbeque on January 21?)

So, went over to Farmer Jacks and got a whole chicken. You can see the results in photographs, again.

That's me, up to date. Going to bed now...


So, I decided to grille! Bought a whole chicken and used the beer can recipe. Served mashed sweet potatoes as the side dish. Note: recipe for that called for baking them for over an hour, then scooping out the skins and mashing with butter, cream, brown sugar and maple syrup. I put them in the microwave and had them ready to mash in under 10 minutes!


Newt's new home! This allows him space to walk around and swim as well. Light on top is a heat-generating bulb. Black thingie sticking down is a meat thermometer (ones at pet store were digital and expensive!) Temp is 80 degrees F. Odd thing on the right is a plastic (I think) branch he can climb on. He has been exploring everything and seems to love it!

Friday, January 20, 2006

Yet another food failure last night...

I tried, without a recipe, to make the left over stuffed pork roast (still another half in the freezer, if you recall) into Asian potstickers... Bleech!

Pay attention, Robert!!!

Postscript to last post:

The Seven Dwarfs of Menopause:
Itchy, Bitchy, Sweaty, Sleepy, Bloated, Forgetful and Psycho.

A lady friend sent me this...

... and, since this is an all-male, all-me site, I think it might be good to hear views from the opposite sex now and then.

Why Women Are Crabby

We started to "bud" into our blouses at 9 or 10 years old only to find out that anything that came in contact with those tender, blooming buds hurt so bad it brought us to tears. So came the ridiculously uncomfortable training bra contraption that the boys in school would snap until we had calluses on our backs.

Next, we get our periods in our early to mid-teens (or sooner). Along with those budding boobs, we bloated, we cramped, we got the hormone crankies, had to wear little mattresses between our legs or insert tubular packed cotton rods in places we didn't even know we had.

Our next little rite of passage was having sex for the first time, which was about as much fun as having a ramrod push your uterus through your nostrils, leaving us to wonder what all the fuss was about.

Then it was off to Motherhood where we learned to live on dry crackers and water for a few months so we didn't spend the entire day leaning over Brother John. Of course, amazing creatures that we are (and we are!), we learned to live with the growing little angels inside us steadily kicking our innards night and day making us wonder if we were preparing to have Rosemary's Baby. Our once flat bellies looked like we had swallowed a watermelon whole and we peed our pants every time we sneezed.

When the big moment arrived, the dam in our blessed Nether Regions invariably burst right in the middle of the mall and we had to waddle, with our big cartoon feet, moaning in pain all the way to the ER.

Then it was huff and puff and beg to die while the OB says, "Please stop screaming, Mrs. HEAR ME ROAR." Calm down and push. Just one more good push (more like 10), warranting a strong, well-deserved impulse to punch the OB and hubby square in the face for making us cram a wiggling, mushroom-headed 10 lb bowling ball through a keyhole.

After that, it was time to raise those angels only to find that when all that "cute" wears off, the beautiful little darlings morphed into walking, jabbering, wet, gooey, snot-blowing, life-sucking little poop machines.

Then... come their teen years. Need I say more?

When the kids are almost grown, we women hit our voracious sexual prime in our early 40's while hubby had his some where around his 18th birthday and is now all but null and void.

So we progress into the grand finale: "Menopause," the Grandmother of all womanhood. It's either take HRT and chance cancer in those now seasoned "buds" or the aforementioned Nether Regions, or, sweat like a hog, wash your sheets and pillowcases daily and bite the head off anything that moves.

Now, you ask WHY women seem to be more spiteful than men when men get off so easy INCLUDING the icing on life's cake: Being able to pee in the woods without soaking their socks... So, while I love being a woman, "Womanhood" would make the Great Gandhi a tad crabby.

Women are the "weaker sex?" Yeah right! Bite me.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Last night's Dinner

I created a quick and easy Beer-Cheddar soup last night. Taste? Well, it should have been four servings, but leftovers were pretty small, Lol! It joined my other recipes under Misc. Try it!

Wednesday, January 18, 2006


Put together the "Cardio-Cruiser" I bought on Saturday to replace the unusable old exercise bike. Took me two hours... Too tired now to try it, but I will!

If the doctors and the therapists can't fix me, I'm gonna fix myself!!!

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Monday Night

Sunday made Roast beef hash out of the frozen leftovers from the weekend before. My ever-helpful Webmaster added my recipe to "Misc.," BTW. While I had the time, I also made a pork tenderloin stuffed with Italian sausage, apples and crushed walnuts. Didn't eat it (oh well, I did have just one slice to taste it) but froze half and saved the other half for Monday night's dinner.

So, yesterday, while I was washing the floors (leftover weekend chore I never got to) I also baked the old standard green bean casserole (you know the one - cut green beans, mushroom soup and those French's onion rings - comfort food) and made garlic mashed potatoes and gravy. Warmed up three slices of the pork, made up a plate and watched TV.

Birthday dinner...

Saturday, Jake, Carla and myself went off to Ann Arbor, for my birthday dinner (oh, BTW, Carla also gave me another part of my birthday present, a CD with the Best of the Rolling Stones - "Start me Up" oh, yeah!) We listened to it and all sang along on the way.

Ann Arbor is about 20 miles from my house. We went through a lot of Ann Arbor residential areas. Could help but notice how cool, elegant, or funky most of the houses are, and how many have signs in the windows "Room for Rent." Definitely a college town.

Went to the Brew Pub after parking in a parking garage just across the street (on level 2B - take the elevator down). People were out walking everywhere (the Mongolian Grille had a line out on to the sidewalk). Very cool building, probably built in the 20's, brick walls, 20 foot tinned ceilings, murals painted on interior walls, etc.

Everywhere were interesting looking people, old, young, berets, head scarves, and all probably fermenting revolution or whatever college students do... Okay, so now I'm showing my age. That would have been back in the day... Now days, they are probably just wondering if Mom and Dad will agree to increase the credit limit on their MasterCard so they can do more shopping!

(God, I am getting so cynical!) Anyway, I digress...

Great place, neat people-watching, good food and drink, perfect CD and its always fun to spend time with those two.

Saturday, January 14, 2006


Found this interesting bit of nostalgia while looking for something else. This is me in 1974 at George and Marlene's house (my oldest brother and his wife who are both now gone) after a New Year's dinner of goose (George's preferred German traditional holiday meal). I was singing some of the songs listed on this website. While my slimmer look and the dark hair have gone, I still have and play that guitar.

Friday, January 13, 2006

Yet another smile on my face...

Jimi Hendricks, "Are you experienced?"

"Move over, Rover
and let Jimi take over!
Ya! You know what I'm talking about..."

Wood Eye!

"Would I? Would I?"

"Peg leg! Peg leg!"

LMAO! Good times, man... Good times!

It's a gloomy, rainy day in Michigan

I was walking down the hall at work and found myself singing Paul Simon's "Kathy's Song" from back in the day (I believe it was Wednesday, Lol!). I've always liked that song and decided to share it with you:

Kathy's Song by Paul Simon

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.

And as a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.

Last night...

Last night I installed a grab handle on the roof joists in the attic. Since my operation, the only way for me to get up into the attic was to drag my cane up the ladder and use it to steady myself when stepping onto the attic floor. It occurred to me that if I had something to grab at the top, I could eliminate the cane.

Went to Home Depot and bought a big handle (like you would use to close a barn door). I broke two drill bits trying to drill through the 50 year old joists. Then, I stripped out the heads of the screws that came with the handle trying to install them.

Finally settled for too-long deck screws (that use a square bit instead of the Phillips head screws) and I put the handle up. I used a hammer to bend over the end of the screws that stuck out the other side of the joist.

I'm good to go!

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Where have I been?

There was some kind of problem on the Blog side that prevented me from entering text or photos since Monday (which is why Monday's post went through yesterday evening). Since I now work in IT, I understand it completely, but I won't bore you with details.

Anyway, created an interesting side dish tonight. Warmed up a stuffed chicken breast (from Saturday's "Food Weekend"). Needed something to go with it, but was tired of all the normal "stuff," so I roasted some pine nuts (left over from last Summer's pesto concoctions, when I had an abundence of fresh basil in my garden) in a non-stick frying pan until golden brown. BTW, roasting any kind of nuts when used in cooking is recommended, as it brings out the natural oils and more flavor.

Then I added two small onions (chopped), all my leftover portobello mushrooms (sliced) and three cloves of chopped garlic. When that was done sauteing, put it in a pot and added equal amounts of water and rice. Ta, da!

Couldn'd decide on whether to add soy sauce, (which would have been good) but finally figured that, since the stuffed chicken breast was so non-Oriental, I'd just use salt and pepper. Very, very tasty!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

I am starting to realize...

...One of the elements of being a good cook (I hesitate on using the word chef, because I think I'm about 5 years away from that title, lol!) is to learn how to correct dishes gone wrong.

Monday night, I cooked Sunday's roast a bit longer. This time used the rack in the bottom of the pan, adding a cup of beef stock, then the veggies and finally the roast directly on top of the veggies. Was worried the roast would get too hard, because it was one of those tied up ones (like in a net) and I had to untie it to eat it on Sunday night. So, a lot more of the "middle" of the roast was now opened. Covered the roasting pan with tinfoil to try and keep it from drying out and baked it another hour.

It turned out a little more done than I like, more "medium" rather than "medium-rare" but it wasn't too dry and the veggies were soft this time. Ate too much and froze the rest.

Another lesson learned.

Monday, January 9, 2006


Both Jake and Carla had mentioned this, but never noticed until today. Paused while exiting the bathroom and got the creepy feeling of being "watched." Turned and saw the guy carved out of a tree branch Lu gave me for Christmas, that I innocently hung on the cupboard, looking at me.



New lamp, close-up (2)


New lamp, close-up (1)


New lamps


Sanded, but still stained bench.

Food weekend ends with a fizzle...

Sadly, "Food Weekend" ended, not with a bang, but with a fizzle. I adapted a prime rib recipe (horseradish and salt-crust) to use on a beef roast. While I achieved the internal temperature (125 degrees for medium-rare) it called for, the meat was mostly "rare" and the vegetables (carrots, onions, two garlic heads, halved, and parsnips) were still hard.

I think it was a mis-print and should have been 145 degrees. Another hour in the oven and it probably would have been perfect. Oh well, it did taste fantastic, and heating it up in the microwave will probably cook it enough to make it right.

Watched "Four Brothers" (a movie Jake lent me) and took a nap, which is why this is being posted so late.

And so it goes...

Well, this weekend maybe "Food Weekend" but today was all "Work Sunday."

After taking down the Christmas decorations (came across a few I'd missed, BTW) I took advantage of the mild weather and swept out the garage. Then I sanded down the bench that normally sits in the fern garden, and is now on the porch for the winter. Squirrels had stained it badly with the black walnuts. Repotted my philodendra. Changed the furnace filters.

Had to go to Home Depot to pick up some stain and found they had a 20% off sale on all table lamps. Found two that would work in the living room, so I picked them up (Thank God for credit cards!) It took almost an hour to assemble them, but they are now in place. Stained the board I made for another shelf in my TV stand in the bedroom.

Then I started laundry and housecleaning (a man's work is never done). Busted out laughing listening to the Beatles "Happiness is a Warm Gun" but, hey, that's just me...

Got everything cleaned and sparkling except for the two bedrooms. They can wait until tomorrow.

Sunday, January 8, 2006


"If you keep knocking on the Devil's door long enough, somebody's gonna answer you."

from the movie: Four Brothers

Sunday morning...

I took down all the Christmas decorations today. As I suspected, it make the house look a bit bare.

Had what I thought was a great idea! Measured the opening to the attic and determined how much of the Christmas tree I could stuff up there before the branches hit. Figured with a bit of branch bending I could just put it up there about half decorated for next year.

Took all the ornaments off the lower branches and put a garbage bag over the top ones to protect the glass bulbs. First hauled the two tubs of stuff upstairs. Not easy when you're a cripple. I suppose I should have asked Jake, but I get tired and p*ssed off having to always ask for help.

Then, the moment of truth! It worked perfectly... almost...

The strand of wood beads caught on the attic door hinge and the string broke...

I am currently picking up red wood beads from all over the house (they bounce quite impressively when dropped from that height.)



Sunday breakfast on Food Weekend. Three egg omelet with mushrooms, scallions and cheese.

Saturday, January 7, 2006


As if this day couldn't get any better, this is the first "Saturday Night Fight" night for ShoBox (20th year). I'll get back to you, but I gotta go now...


Stuffed chicken breast, minus the baked potato side dish... OMG, I wish you could smell/taste this!


Breaded, stuffed chicken breasts, prior to oven roasting...


9-Grain Croutons turned into bread crumbs for stuffed chicken dish


Pepperidge Farm 9-Grain bread being turned into croutons


Saturday morning breakfast on "Food" weekend.

Food Weekend!

Okay, so this weekend, I've decided, is all about food. Breakfast this morning was pancakes and bacon (as shown in Photos). Lunch was going to be seared sea scallops and mushrooms, but they were all out of scallops at the grocery store! :o(

Still trying to deal with the incrediable amount of leftovers from Christmas. Ate a LOT of the cheese, but still had some left, along with a half of a loaf of 9-grain bread (which, if you need that kind of thing, helps in defecation , but for a person like me, means I'd spend the next two days on the toilet!). Since the pumpernickle bread just went bad, I decided I needed to use the 9-grain up quick. so, first cut off the crust and made them into croutons - coating the 1 inch squares with butter, garlic, salt and pepper and parmesan cheese and baking them in the oven for 15 minutes.

Used the food processor to grind them into bread crumbs after they cooled (again, see photos).
Shredded the rest of the cheeses (mostly smoked cheddar) and cut a pocket into three chicken breasts. Stuffed them with the cheese, held them together with toothpicks, dipped them in flour, salt and pepper, then whisked eggs, and then the newly-made bread crumbs.

Fried them in extra virgin olive oil in an oven-proof pan for 3 minutes a side, then put them in the oven (preheated to 325 degrees) for 15 minutes. Again, see photos...

I'll let you know how they turned out...

Friday, January 6, 2006

Katie Mulligan

I have no idea who Katie Mulligan is, but I have it on good authority that she's stupid. There, I've said it. Katie, you're stupid. Sorry... But try to live with it...

As the Dalai Lama said in his 2005 address: "When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it." Learn and grow, Katie...

Quote of the day...

"Iron may bend, iron may rust, but iron never cries (except in the last few minutes of the Dirty Dozen, but, hey, who doesn't?)"

- Alton Brown on Iron Chef America

Songs I like...

This is from Starsailor's album "Some of Us" (it's a UK indie band)

Some Of Us

Heard you today, that isn't my name, you were fast asleep,
forget what he did, can I be the kid for your soul to keep.
Some of us laugh, some of us cry,
some of us smoke, some of us lie,
but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

I've grown to see the philosophy of my own mistrust,
we all have our faults, mine come in waves that you turn to rust,
Some of us laugh, some of us cry,
some of us smoke, some of us lie,
but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

I've been hanging onto something,
you keep laughing awe-inspiring.

Some of us laugh, some of us cry,
some of us smoke, some of us lie,
but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.
Some of us laugh, some of us cry,
some of us smoke, some of us lie,
but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives.

My wandering soul found solace at last,
I wanted to know how long it would last.
She's losing control, she's coming down fast,
the heart that I stole, I'm not giving back, never giving back.

Personal note: "I've grown to see the philosophy of my own mistrust" and
"Some of us laugh, some of us cry, some of us smoke, some of us lie, but it's all just the way that we cope with our lives."

Oh yeah, I'm there...

Thursday, January 5, 2006


Christmas 2005 Family Photo
(since I was taking the photo, I wasn't in it, unfortunately)
Come on, get happy!

Wednesday, January 4, 2006

Weird Winter Weather

Another day of above-freezing temps and rain. This was disconcerting at first (should be frigid and snow), until I realized what was happening.

Here in Michigan we typically have a weather phenomenon known as the "January Thaw." It usually occurs late in January, or even the first part of February, as in a week or so of above-freezing temps, then it goes back to being Winter.

I believe this is just an early January thaw, since Winter itself started so early here this year. Who knows? Hmmm... it's only 75 days until the "Official" start of Spring on March 20th. Maybe this means Spring itself will also arrive early. That would be GREAT!!!

Monday, January 2, 2006


In the spirit of the Roaring Twenties, "Nicollete" is waiting to hold my drink. Carla, check out the booty on this white girl!


You can't see it, but she's wearing a three strand pearl necklace...


Again, she is just waiting for me and my drink...


Nicollete, waiting for me...

When the going gets tough...

... the tough go shopping! Lol!

Sad? Psawh!!!

Picked up my paint for the living room - not the "rose" I had (dare I say "pink") but a variation on "wine" that was what I wanted in the first place. Because they are going out of business, I got the top o' the line ($27 US) paint for $16.00! Got two gallons, put them inside to paint sometime later.

Stopped at Bombay, (my favorite store - it's where the "Singing Butler" painting came from, BTW) and picked up "Nicolette." Who says you can't spend enough money to have a gorgerous blonde to wait on you?

Added her to the photo section. BTW, she was 50% off! (I love shopping just after Christmas)

Realized when throwing away refridgerator stuff that I still had half a loaf of pumpernickle bread (left over from Lu's spinach dip) so decided to make a portobella mushroom soup (hearty enough to withstand the rough texture of pumpernickel bread). Needed an immersion blender (which I don't have) so I went to "Linens and Things" (they have a sale) but they were all out. Spent $29.00 on a Black and Decker glass blender (Okay, so not as easy, but you just have to let the soup cool and then blend it) which came with a $20.00 coupon - so I spent $9.00 for the actual blender.

The immersion blenders will be in next week...

Straightening the house...

Well, my Christmas guests left at 8:30 AM this morning. They are heading for Port Huron to celebrate my granddaughter Riese's birthday and going home from there.

The house is very quiet. I'm trying to put it back in order, well, it was in order while they were here, but not my normal order (before they came, had to rearrange furniture in the office for sleeping space, take my casual clothes out of the office closet and hang them downstairs so they would have space for theirs, etc.).

Got the real, official paint color picked out for the living room and will go to Damman's (a local hardware that's going out of business and has everything 30-50% off) a bit later and buy it cheap (probably won't use it for a couple of months, but if I can save a buck, why not?)

Need to clean out the fridge. The cheesecake topping dripped out of the springform a few days back and made a mess of things...

Scruffy keeps wandering around and pitifully meowing. He's missing the excitement of having multiple laps to chose to be petted on.

House guests are fun, but I'm always a bit relieved to have my own routine back. However, for the first few days after people leave, loneliness presses in on me...