stolen meme and lunch, not pants

Stolen, shamelessly, from Jude:

Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?
the view from the front porch

Q. How many televisions you have in your house?

Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?

Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
Polly the Possible

Q. What is the last heavy item you lifted?
T’s kid Frank

Q. Have you ever been knocked out?

Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?

Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
it used to be Cynthia when I was a kid, but now I don’t really care to change my name

Q. What color do you think looks best on you?
ummmm……. who knows?

Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?

Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?
wellllllll….. sure (heh)

Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?

Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000

Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?
sure, if anyone would pay

Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?

Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?

Q: What is in your left pocket?
nothing – in the right there’s keys

Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
never saw it

Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?

Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?
well, unless I’m shaving my legs

Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?
2 – CVS specials

Q: Last person who texted you?
text???? me???

Q: Last person who called you?

Q: Person you hugged?

Q: Number?

Q: Season?

Q: Color?
orange. or pink

Q: Missing someone?

Q: Mood?

Q: Listening to?
birds outside

Q: Watching?
my typing

Q: Worrying about?
no much at the moment

Q: Wearing?
cords, ladybug shirt, sweater, stripey socks

Q: First place you went this morning?
the front door to let the cats out

Q: What can you not wait to do?
get knocked up

Q: Do you smile often?

Q: Are you a friendly person?
I hope so

And for lunch…….
Leftover psuedo-Indian from last night; basmati rice, lentils (pretend dahl), kale and cucumber raita.

It was a long day but I have convinced myself that I cannot go to bed until dark (I think I’ve got about 30 minutes). The licensing woman came to school today, to be sure we are doing all the million and one things the state thinks we should be doing to ensure the safety of the children in our care. We tend to do fine, but inspections are just not really fun. And then, as it is Tuesday, T and her fam came over and we went to the diner and now I am full of carbs. And ready for bed.

Continue with the lunch logging and meme yourself if you wish.

dangerous eating 2.0

Today was a Dangerous Eater’s day, as Vee might say. Lunch was a leftover liverwurst, watercress and mustard sandwich on an everything bagel. I helped LB move yesterday and she bought us all bagels for lunch and I couldn’t finish mine, so it became today’s lunch – microbes be damned. It was still pretty good.

But, totally lapping me in the Dangerous Eater’s Club is my cat, who is currently eating a starling for a late lunch, crouched under all the wood stove paraphernalia I stacked up in a corner the other day. *sigh*

Log your lunch, y’all.

ETA – she ate the head off and then I couldn’t take it anymore and dragged her away by the collar and put the now headless bird in two newspaper bags. Now I am waiting for the cat to clean up the floor.

ETA More – I think she ate the skull, because I can’t find it. How does one eat a skull?

how to feel accomplished in 2 easy steps

1. start a blog
2. list day’s activities on said blog
bonus step 3. mirate one’s list

  • woke up (always, always list this -always)
  • stumbled around
  • smelled and then cleaned up cat diarrhea from under the bathroom sink
  • washed hands
  • washed face
  • went to city market
  • bought food
  • paid back vendors who nicely didn’t charge me full price last week when I ran out of cash (this niceness sort of negates my market bugeting technique which is to leave when I am out of money)
  • came home and started laundry, cleaned floors
  • hung laundry out, continued cleaning floors
  • went to parade!
  • came home, started more laundry, summer-ized wood stove area and ate lunch
  • hung out more laundry
  • brought in laundry, first old (dumped on couch) then new (left damp in basket on porch), because of rain
  • hung out old (damp) laundry, again.
  • napped
  • mowed half the lawn, brought in old laundry
  • swept clouds – yes, CLOUDS – of pollen off the porch and washed porch down with old mop water
  • watched the thunder storm

Now, here’s how to feel unaccomplished in 1 easy step: go check out what this girl got done before 11 am.

lunch, lunch, lunch (pants)

It was market day, so there were all sorts of good things for lunch: salad with asparagus (yay 1st asparagus!), boiled egg pieces, cucumbers (not exactly in season, but local greenhouse grown ((I know, I know, I think it’s cheating, too, but I love cucumbers)) near my folk’s house), and scallions from the goat cheese man, all dressed with olive oil and Bragg’s and little lemon. And a beer. Hooray for Saturday!

Prior to lunch, I went to the parade. I *love* a parade! Now it is time for a nap.

Log your lunch, y’all.

Heheh. “Pants” is just for you, Mrs. B.


Don’t forget today is the National Day of Silence.

Peace to Larry King and all the rest.

thursday lunch, or are you sick of quiche yet?

Quiche. Again. With lentil/mung bean sprouts dressed in Bragg’s and lemon, because the ponzu is gone.
And yet, there is still more quiche. Spinach and leek and bacon cubes. Please come over and eat some.

all local all the time

Check it out: locallectual
There’s some local kids putting up a local goods website that is global. Well, at least aiming to be global. It’s in the early phases and will get better and bigger the more folks use it, so go throw in your 2 cents about what’s local in your locality.

And by the way, did you log your lunch?