Next week is a mini vacation, from Tuesday night to Sunday. To say I am desperate for this right now is an understatement. I had a minor rant at work yesterday, and I have been very snarky (with the right people). This is not my normal mode of operation, and it is a sure sign that I am getting flaky as fuck ( Read more... )

Well, that is an exaggeration, actually. But still ( Read more... )

I am a creature of habit in some ways. While I do like some variety and spontaneous (positive) events, there are many things that I prefer to have follow a regular plan. This simplifies parts of my life and lets me focus on more challenging things. I am not as bad as Hudson the Horror Kitten, whose obsessive compulsive nature requires that every ( Read more... )

The damage is extensive. My body is in an uproar ( Read more... )

OK, so we did a Boxing Day dinner party where we cooked roast beef. A whole cow, almost. Seriously, we overbought.

So I have many pounds of medium-rare roast beef to use.

Yes, sandwiches are nice, but this is GOOD beef. I'd like to do more with it.

What do you suggest?

Decadence is a highly underrated state. Oh, certainly, the decadent civilizations (such a judgmental term!) generally get steamrollered by those who are closer to their barbarian roots, but the joys of being in the soon-to-be-annihilated upper classes almost make up for the inevitable sword-wielding maniac executions that take place. I suppose ( Read more... )

All hail dumplings ( Read more... )

The desire to attack a pastry shop and leave no survivors (of the pastry variety, that is) is very, very strong right now. I really want to disgrace myself in an orgy of carbalicious goodness with extra custardy filling and chocolate on top, followed by delightful tarts of all descriptions and anything cakey or pie-y that can be grabbed as I stuff ( Read more... )