Burning The Souffle

"A Woman Happily In Love, She Burns The Souffle"

Gratuitous Kitteh Pictures July 16, 2009

Filed under: life is flippin suh-weet,Uncategorized — Rachel @ 2:15 pm

Have I ever told you about D’s little tiny cat? She is old, and very, very tiny.  She weighs maybe 4 lbs, and she has no tail (well, she does have a “stub”). We don’t know if she was born that way or if she lost part of her tail before she came to live with D.  She also has always had a bum paw,  but it doesn’t seem to bother her, she just holds it off the ground when she walks; we think she must have gotten in a fight with a bigger animal before finding her way home.

Anyway, she is a really sweet cat, she is a little skittish with people she doesn’t know, but she loves to be petted and snuggled.  Last night D and I were sitting on the couch with Smitty, and she happily sat on my lap and purred for the longest time.  She had to sit on a towel though, because she loved “kneading” my legs with her razor-sharp claws and my purple lounge pants weren’t enough protection.

Enjoy some gratuitous pictures of the cute kitty:

Just lounging around.

Just lounging around

Please, enough with the pictures!

Please, enough with the pictures!

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Not crazy, I promise July 15, 2009

Filed under: the world around me — Rachel @ 7:57 pm

I really promise I am not nuts.

I am just prone to random fits of giggles.

Like, the other day, I had a laughing fit remembering something that happened with my first college roommate- One day we were doing some laundry when she stuck this neatly folded pair of panties on top of a stack of my folded stuff…..

“L, these are not my panties,” I say.

“Yes, they are,” she insists, “they have to be.”

“No, not mine. I have never seen them before. *Snicker* Did you forget what your own underwear looks like?”

“NO. I KNOW they are yours! They were in my laundry basket when I took them to wash!”

So apparently a stranger’s panties ended up in her laundry basket, along with the rest of her clothes. She swears that she had them before she put them into the washing machine, they weren’t something that just got stuck to the washer and mixed in with her clothes. We never did find out whose panties they were.

Anyway, the other day, I started remembering this and I just could NOT quit laughing. In the grocery store. I had to fight back snorts.

Or, how about the other recent giggle fit I had, remembering the first (and only) time D made tea with the coffee maker:

It was the first time we were cooking dinner together, and we wanted to have some really good stuff. D makes awesome tea on top of the stove, but we were running out of time and I told him just to make it in the coffee maker instead. Meaning, he should just put water in the coffee maker, and stick the tea bags in the coffee pot.

Apparently the wires got crossed, because a few minutes later I looked over and D was cutting the tops of the tea bags off and dumping them into a coffee filter.

*Snicker*

Remembering that gave me the giggles the other day too, also in public.

Do you ever get random memories that bring on giggle fits?

 

Annoyance Confessional

Filed under: the internets is cheaper than therapy — Rachel @ 12:17 pm

Do you ever have little, teeny things that bug you? Things that you would feel silly whining about to someone else, but you just feel the need to get it off your chest? Well here is my list! Feel free to add your own annoyances!

1. People who follow too closely, then get pissed off when you turn and they have to slam on their brakes. Yes, Miss-Green-Ford-Focus with the Hawaiian crap on the rearview mirror, I am talking to you; this is the woman who was driving the white foreign car with a college decal and bumper stickers in the rear window, and, oh yes, a SLEEPING INFANT in the backseat. Watch out, you don’t know who might be in front of you. And thanks for that really ladylike gesture you flashed at me, you’re a real peach.

2. People who reward their children for breathing. I kid, I have never actually seen anyone do this, but some people come darn close. Seriously, a reward for being dragged around wal-mart?  A treat for standing in line at the bank?  Come on people! Don’t you ever do things you don’t want to? I do all the time! I do things like taking out the week-old trash that smells like barf (oh wait, it IS barf), cleaning up the backseat where my doggie threw up because I didn’t have the window cracked enough for her (my bad, I really did feel terrible), tackling the 3 foot pile of laundry that haunts my linen closet (Ooo, spooky!), and just the normal everyday things like emptying and reloading the dishwasher, etc. Nobody actually WANTS to do that stuff, but you do it because you have to. No one rewards me for schlepping a cart full of groceries around wal-mart, so why should kids be rewarded for uh, doing nothing?

3. People who have no clue what is an age appropriate gift for a kid.  I realize if you do not have children, or have never been around children, you may be left scratching your head at what to buy little junior the neighbor’s son for his birthday, but how about googling it or asking junior’s parents what he needs? A one year old doesn’t need a box of stationery…(I am not even kidding, someone used that for a present at a party I went to recently…don’t try and say it’s for the parents…the party is for the KID, not the parents.) A four year old cannot play with a chemistry set.  A ten year old probably doesn’t want a “Abby Cadabby” DVD.

4. The teenagers that make out on the side of the walking trail in my town. Uh, gross? What happened to making out in the car or under the bleachers? Uh, not that I ever did that. (Actually, I SO did do that, ah memories!) Anyway, I don’t need to see you playing tonsil hockey while I’m walking my dog.

5. People that purposely show off on same said walking trail. Yes, miss-tiny-pink-sports-bra, you are in shape, we get it.  You don’t have to stop and bend over and huff dramatically after jogging .000000000009ths of a mile.

6. Acne. In your 20s. I thought this would be gone by now…..like, with my teens? (Actually, v. few problems as a teen…hit 20, face breaks out, luckily not horribly, but still annoying.)  Ok, it is really not all that bad, except for the one cyst/nodule thing ON MY CHIN. Go away!  Oh well, at least makeup covers it up. Sort of. (Actually, this may be the result of the acne medicine I was prescribed, apparently you break out worse right after starting new stuff, sort of like getting rid of a year’s worth of pimples in a few months apparently. So hopefully totally clear skin is not that far out of my reach!)

Those are my annoyances of the day.

What are yours?

 

Things That Entertain Me… July 14, 2009

Filed under: nerdiness — Rachel @ 2:12 pm

I’ve found a couple things here recently that have entertained me to no end while I have some downtime at work (those of you who know what I do know that I have quite a bit of downtime,  have I ever mentioned how much I love my job?).

Enjoy:

1. Best of Craigslist– All of  these are actual things that people have posted on craigslist. Many of them have made me laugh to the point of snorting.

2. Would you like to buy some uranium ore on amazon? Read the comments section and you will not be disappointed.

3. Ugliest Tattoos Hey, if you’re stupid enough to get this shit permanantly tattooed on yourself, then I pretty much have a right to laugh at it.

4. Ok, some might say the next is offensive, but I don’t think so. You can make fun of me for having a southern accent all you want, I can admit that I talk funny, it’s cool.  I love engrish.

5.  Last, but not least,  who doesn’t love a good cake wreck?

I hope you enjoyed your time wasting!

 

Good Summer Recipe July 10, 2009

Filed under: cooking — Rachel @ 10:55 am

This blog, contrary to Dr. Google’s beliefs, is NOT a cooking blog. Sorry googlers, I don’t know how to make a souffle. I can’t tell you whether it will rise when it’s raining or even what goes into a souffle, other than beaten, separated eggs, which have to be tempered, and I HATE tempering eggs, because they often end up scrambled. That being said, I do like to cook. Look, I even have a nifty cooking category! I like cooking simple stuff the most, although occassionally I’ll branch out and cook something a little harder.

I love to bake, but I haven’t baked much at all this summer. Something about running the oven for a long time in 95 degree weather with 100% humidity just saps the fun out of it.  I have been using my new ice cream maker though, which I LOVE.  I really wanted one last summer, but could never find one that was not majorly expensive. I mean, I like it, but in all honesty, it is probably only going to get used during the summer. I didn’t want to spend a bunch of money on something that only got used during one season. Anyway, I found one that was not expensive, and I like it.  So far I’ve made orange crush  (which would have been better if i had not used skim milk (was very flaky when it froze), but that was all that I had on hand), and chocolate frosty. You know, like the frosty from wendy’s? This tasted JUST like that. Delicious.  We (well me and D plus my sister and my dad) ate the whole batch in a few days (sorry mom!).  It was really awesome. Here is the super simple recipe:

1 14 oz can sweetened condensed milk

1 16 oz tub cool whip

Chocolate milk poured to the “fill line” of your ice cream freezer/bucket.

That’s all! Just freeze it however your ice cream maker tells you to.  I poured mine into plastic lunch containers (be sure to leave enough room at the top, because it will expand when it freezes) and everyone could just pull an individual portion out of the freezer when they wanted one.  Oh yes, and I used 1% chocolate milk,  I despise the taste of whole milk, so the rest of the gallon would have gone to waste if I had bought that kind. The 1% froze just fine though.

Seriously, try this, it took less than five minutes to mix up. (Obviously longer to freeze, but you don’t have to do any work during that part.)

Enjoy!

 

For the record July 9, 2009

For the record, I am a nice person.

For the record, I am a good friend.

For the record, I am very forgiving.

For the record, I am NOT a doormat.

For the record, if I stop talking to you, there is always a reason why. (Stop pretending you don’t know why, and do us BOTH a favor, OK?)

For the record, I tried. (Even after D and numerous other people told me to just let it go.)

For the record, you did not listen. (At all.)

 

The Difference… July 6, 2009

Filed under: the world around me — Rachel @ 11:47 pm

D and I may be very similar (likes: good food, the outdoors, hiking, wii… dislikes: being stuck inside,  stupid movies, and uptight people…) but we are also very different.

Example, last night, sitting on the couch:

D: I want a new pressure washer.

Me: I want a new red lipstick.

D, while surfing the net, researching said pressure washer:  I know, I could make my own! All I would need is a motor and 1008098908 little pieces and some crazy glue and a hose pipe.*

Me: One time, I ran out of glitter nail polish and I had to make my own.

Another example:

D: Look at this car, it has 1 billion horsepower and it can go from 0 to 60 in 1.5 seconds.**

Me: I like it because it’s shiny and red.

Yet again:

D: I’m going to wash my car.

Me: Why? You just washed it last week.

D: Because the paint should be kept clean! When is the last time you washed your car?

Me: The last time I washed it was probably like 3 years ago. The last time you washed it because you were sick of how dirty it looked was probably a year ago. I’ll just let the rain take care of it. ***

I guess there really is a reason why they say men are from a different planet.

* This is not actually what he said. I wasn’t paying real attention to what he said, as I was watching HGTV at the time.

**Again, this is not really what he said. I was admiring the shiny red paint on the car.

***How eco-friendly of me.