Still Alive
I'm still alive, despite my complete lack of updates for several weeks. I never even saw the last UFC pay-per-view, although it's probably for the best. Brandon Vera's utter decimation of Frank Mir seemed to be the best thing to come out of it (IMO at least; I'm sure you hardcore GSP fans will disagree, my husband included).
Thanksgiving came and went and was less than eventful. In fact it was a little bit depressing. Next year I'm going to insist that I be allowed to cook, even if it's only for friends and after the obligatory family stuff. Otherwise, B and I stayed holed up inside for most of the weekend, mostly because we were both sick. Even the cat is sick. I took her to the vet Friday and got medicine for her, so hopefully she'll start looking better soon. Otherwise I suppose I'll be taking her back again.
Tomorrow is Brandon's birthday. You should send him a birthday e-mail or a card or call him. Despite his grumpiness towards answering phone calls I'm sure he'd be happy to receive your birthday greetings. It might even distract him from AV for a few minutes...
Anyway, the house is a wreck, I never did do any laundry, go to the grocery store, pull down any Christmas decorations or anything even remotely proactive. I was a total bum. And now, faced with the fact that the only thing in my freezer is tilapia that I've been putting off cooking for a month because I realized, after buying the fish and getting it home, that I have no idea how I want to cook it. I'm afraid that my normal teriyaki treatment for fish would be too much, but the prospect of whitefish on its own without any sort of flavoring is more than a little bit frightening. So..help. Please. I'll probably go to the store tonight to pick up some chicken, but sweet Jesus, folks, tell me some good fish recipes.
And I think I'm going to grow my bangs out. I've had them since high school and I'm bored with them. Taking a shower at night and not going to work with my hair damp is becoming more than just a luxury.
Thanksgiving came and went and was less than eventful. In fact it was a little bit depressing. Next year I'm going to insist that I be allowed to cook, even if it's only for friends and after the obligatory family stuff. Otherwise, B and I stayed holed up inside for most of the weekend, mostly because we were both sick. Even the cat is sick. I took her to the vet Friday and got medicine for her, so hopefully she'll start looking better soon. Otherwise I suppose I'll be taking her back again.
Tomorrow is Brandon's birthday. You should send him a birthday e-mail or a card or call him. Despite his grumpiness towards answering phone calls I'm sure he'd be happy to receive your birthday greetings. It might even distract him from AV for a few minutes...
Anyway, the house is a wreck, I never did do any laundry, go to the grocery store, pull down any Christmas decorations or anything even remotely proactive. I was a total bum. And now, faced with the fact that the only thing in my freezer is tilapia that I've been putting off cooking for a month because I realized, after buying the fish and getting it home, that I have no idea how I want to cook it. I'm afraid that my normal teriyaki treatment for fish would be too much, but the prospect of whitefish on its own without any sort of flavoring is more than a little bit frightening. So..help. Please. I'll probably go to the store tonight to pick up some chicken, but sweet Jesus, folks, tell me some good fish recipes.
And I think I'm going to grow my bangs out. I've had them since high school and I'm bored with them. Taking a shower at night and not going to work with my hair damp is becoming more than just a luxury.