work.
do not want.
SERIOUSLY
See how I'm not punching him? I think I've grown.
Mal ,'Shindig'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Lee - Jun 08, 2009 11:10:53 am PDT #23294 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Juliebird - Jun 08, 2009 11:13:03 am PDT #23295 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
The chipmunk, named Chip, is gone! Scooted him out the front door easy peasy when I got home.
Wonder how much poop and pee I'll find in the closet...
Juliebird - Jun 08, 2009 11:18:18 am PDT #23296 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
First day back at work from moving, and found out that the interim ED is pissed not only that I took two days prior to the BIG FUNDRAISER to start moving --sorry honey, I'm not fancy and rich and can afford movers and instead have to spend precious vacation days to handle it myself-- but that I extended my my "vacation" by two days with approval from my immediate boss, the Director, which he gave.
Later this week: performance appraisal. Awesome. Great timing.
Jesse - Jun 08, 2009 11:50:13 am PDT #23297 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Today one of the finds had one sentence about us in a general piece, but it said "almost shut down over the weekend" and then no other info, no follow-up.
Oh dear.
Zenkitty - Jun 08, 2009 12:06:06 pm PDT #23298 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I didn't know slumgullion had a name, much less such a cool one! My mother made it too, and despite being a veggie-hating picky supertaster myself, I loved it. She made it with home-grown 'maters and home-raised (read: organic, grass-fed) beef, and it was delish. I do love a good tomato. My mom wasn't big on the veggies, herself; I don't remember a single time in my life when she "made me eat my veggies". I think she was just glad I was eating at all.
Now I want slumgullion. I might even learn to cook to make myself some of that.
Scrappy - Jun 08, 2009 12:12:28 pm PDT #23299 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
We had slumgullion, which I think my mom called goulash, despite it having NO spices whatsoever. She also made another depression horror--a casserole with sausage, cornflakes and creamed corn.
beth b - Jun 08, 2009 12:15:29 pm PDT #23300 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
slumgullion sounds like something I've made, but it is very tasty.
the other casserole mentioned by Scrappy, sounds horrid.
Zenkitty - Jun 08, 2009 12:15:59 pm PDT #23301 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Yes, it's all coming back to me now... my mom called it goulash, and yes, no spices at all. I am fortunate that mom never made anything that involved cornflakes.
Barb - Jun 08, 2009 12:19:01 pm PDT #23302 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I am fortunate that mom never made anything that involved cornflakes.
I took over the cooking duties when my mother (who is actually a FABULOUS cook with the Cuban dishes) was on a health kick and insisted that wheat germ could be an acceptable substitute for bread crumbs in meatloaf.
Never.
Ever.
Again.
Theodosia - Jun 08, 2009 12:29:01 pm PDT #23303 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Heh, we had that dish (slumgullion) growing up, too, but we called it American Chop Suey. I'm eating what I call Turkey Helper, which is, yeah, macaroni + "meat sauce" i.e. turkey and tomato sauce and spices, heading to Arabbiatta hotness.
I didn't much like it as a kid, but the version I make now is actually pretty damn fine.