I've just put rice in the steamer. I'm making fresh rice to make fried rice with my left over Beef in Garlic Sauce from last week.
My living room is almost 60 degrees! That triumph of heating is because it's like 28 degrees outside. (Warmer than predicted.)
And my cat Ivan wanders around the apartment, then comes back to me to snuggle and get warm and snack on my wool sweater. (Weirdo. He likes to eat hair - his own, the other cat's, mine or the random sheep that provided the wool in the sweater.)
Oh, and I meant to post this: PBS is going to split Masterpiece Theatre into 3 different shows with three different hosts: Classics, Mystery! and Contemporary. Gillian Anderson is going to host the Classics part.
Mystery!
is a separate show, isn't it?
eta: well, sort of. Anyway, it is the same Mystery referenced in the article. So it is basically 2 new distinct categories.
I cleaned out my wallet to pay for my lunch at the cafeteria today, and still shorted them by eleven cents. Oh, well, I'll pick up some cash at the grocery store tonight and pay them back later this week.
I'm taking tomorrow off to head down to my dad's near Joliet and will probably run into the sleet/rain/snow storm that's supposed to start overnight. Damn.
Here's hoping that at least the elevator at my apartment building is working by now--they shut it down on Saturday due to severe shuddering and noise-making issues, but the management people don't know if it's been fixed yet (they saw the repairman's van earlier, but he never called to tell them the status). At least I'm only on the third floor, but I'd rather use the elevator when I have to schlep my groceries home tonight and do laundry later this week.
I heard Masterpiece Theater was going to air all of Jane Austen's works over the first few months of the year. Yummy!
I need more coffee. WAY more coffee. I was going to wait until after lunch, but I think I'll go grab a cuppa joe now.
I'm making my new years resolution early this year - not to fall on the ice and break something.
Also, fuck Burger King.
Also from the Masterpiece Theatre piece
Other films include . . . “My Boy Jack,” starring Daniel Radcliffe, of the Harry Potter movies, playing the son of the author Rudyard Kipling . . . ."
My assistant had an emergency appendectomy this weekend. Poor thing! I have to keep jumping up to run to the front and accept deliveries--which is actually good, since I TOTALLY need the exercise.
Er, are you OK, tommy?
Yeah, I caught myself before I fell. But it's still annoying, as I was watching the sidewalk carefully looking for ice and I still slipped on a patch I didn't see.
And we get more freezing rain tonight....
