The City Garage.
This is the place we go to fix cars. Rick, the owner and mechanic, is a quiet, small, soft-spoken man with prematurely white hair. He's articulate and good at explaining what's not working with your car, what is working, and what doesn't need to be replaced yet. He rarely smiles, never cracks a joke, and has yet to appear "hearty." If I saw him on the street, I'd think "college professor."
He puts a sign up in front of his place that reads, "YEP WE FIX CARS REAL GOOD HERE."
12.31.2005
Serenity.
Lee got Serenity the day it came out. I haven't watched it on DVD yet. Tonight the plan was for him to spoil me by giving me a backrub while I watched the movie. I was looking at Whednoesque and read that the Sci-Fi Channel is hosting a Firefly marathon.
"We're not going to watch Serenity tonight," I say. "We're going to watch Firefly episodes." I explain to him what made me change my mind.
He quips: "...and Wash doesn't have to die."
I had to laugh.
Lee got Serenity the day it came out. I haven't watched it on DVD yet. Tonight the plan was for him to spoil me by giving me a backrub while I watched the movie. I was looking at Whednoesque and read that the Sci-Fi Channel is hosting a Firefly marathon.
"We're not going to watch Serenity tonight," I say. "We're going to watch Firefly episodes." I explain to him what made me change my mind.
He quips: "...and Wash doesn't have to die."
I had to laugh.
12.26.2005
Christmas.
You know, this is the fourth time I've started to write this paragraph, and I'm done messing around. I keep trying to say something uplifting, edifying, or at least amusing about the benefits of having a relaxed, laid-back, unworried Christmas, but it isn't working. We had a hermit's Christmas, which was A-OK with me. Having Lee out until 11:30 p.m. working at Best Buy, then suddenly having him get the new job and trying to work out all the bugs of making a change from a one-car, no-daycare home to a two-car, day-care home has worn out my ability to fuss with Christmas stuff, or even to worry that I might not be doing a good enough job.
Who cares?
Lee and I celebrated in our delight of being able to give each other stuff (which, because we'd been broke for such a long time, actually does make me happy), and Ray was overjoyed with all the stuff she got. (Mom, she loved the Barbie clothes, and Mary, she has dressed and undressed that thing pretty much continuously.) I was flat-out relieved to have Lee home with me at last. This is the first time that we'll have the same schedule since we met ten years ago. He's here.
One of the chicas at work said, "This job is the best Christmas present you'll get this year, isn't it?" Oh, yeah.
You know, this is the fourth time I've started to write this paragraph, and I'm done messing around. I keep trying to say something uplifting, edifying, or at least amusing about the benefits of having a relaxed, laid-back, unworried Christmas, but it isn't working. We had a hermit's Christmas, which was A-OK with me. Having Lee out until 11:30 p.m. working at Best Buy, then suddenly having him get the new job and trying to work out all the bugs of making a change from a one-car, no-daycare home to a two-car, day-care home has worn out my ability to fuss with Christmas stuff, or even to worry that I might not be doing a good enough job.
Who cares?
Lee and I celebrated in our delight of being able to give each other stuff (which, because we'd been broke for such a long time, actually does make me happy), and Ray was overjoyed with all the stuff she got. (Mom, she loved the Barbie clothes, and Mary, she has dressed and undressed that thing pretty much continuously.) I was flat-out relieved to have Lee home with me at last. This is the first time that we'll have the same schedule since we met ten years ago. He's here.
One of the chicas at work said, "This job is the best Christmas present you'll get this year, isn't it?" Oh, yeah.
Heh.
So there we were, staring at each other.
"What?" I said.
Lee looks at his computer screen. Something's loading. He looks at me. I look at my computer screen. Something's loading. I look at him.
"Are we just staring at each other while our stuff is loading?" I ask.
In his best hillbilly drawl, he says: "Ah gotta look at somethin'. I guess Ahl just look at mah wife."
So there we were, staring at each other.
"What?" I said.
Lee looks at his computer screen. Something's loading. He looks at me. I look at my computer screen. Something's loading. I look at him.
"Are we just staring at each other while our stuff is loading?" I ask.
In his best hillbilly drawl, he says: "Ah gotta look at somethin'. I guess Ahl just look at mah wife."
12.15.2005
Naked!
Here's a childhood photo that my future sister-in-law posted. Not one of her childhood photos, no...
I'm the one with the long hair.
Here's a childhood photo that my future sister-in-law posted. Not one of her childhood photos, no...
I'm the one with the long hair.
Cute Overload.
The name of the website says it all:
Cute Overload.
Although they could have gone with cute overlord, I guess.
The name of the website says it all:
Cute Overload.
Although they could have gone with cute overlord, I guess.
I didn't find this recipe on purpose.
Spam Primavera:
* Exported from MasterCook *
SPAM PRIMAVERA
Recipe By :
Serving Size : 8 Preparation Time :0:00
Categories : Misc
Amount Measure Ingredient -- Preparation Method
----------------------------------------------------------
1 cn Spam, cut in strips
2 Carrots, thinly sliced
1 Zucchini, thinly sliced
1/4 c Finely chopped onion
1 Garlic clove, minced
6 tb Olive oil, divided
1 9 oz package linguini-cooked
1/2 c Grated parmesan cheese
2 tb Lemon juice
1/4 ts White pepper
1. In a large skillet, cook Spam, carrots, zucchini, onion and garlic in 3
Tbsps olive oil until vegetables are crisp and tender.
2. Toss together linguini, vegetable mixture, parmesan cheese, 3T olive
oil, and lemon juice until well coated. Serve immediately.
Source: Geo. A Hormel Co, 1992
Spam Primavera:
* Exported from MasterCook *
SPAM PRIMAVERA
Recipe By :
Serving Size : 8 Preparation Time :0:00
Categories : Misc
Amount Measure Ingredient -- Preparation Method
----------------------------------------------------------
1 cn Spam, cut in strips
2 Carrots, thinly sliced
1 Zucchini, thinly sliced
1/4 c Finely chopped onion
1 Garlic clove, minced
6 tb Olive oil, divided
1 9 oz package linguini-cooked
1/2 c Grated parmesan cheese
2 tb Lemon juice
1/4 ts White pepper
1. In a large skillet, cook Spam, carrots, zucchini, onion and garlic in 3
Tbsps olive oil until vegetables are crisp and tender.
2. Toss together linguini, vegetable mixture, parmesan cheese, 3T olive
oil, and lemon juice until well coated. Serve immediately.
Source: Geo. A Hormel Co, 1992
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