Yes, it's been months. Anyone still visiting?
More substantial posting coming soon.....
Friday, April 24, 2009
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Word of the Year
Leave a comment with a the word(s) of YOUR year. I will too. Then if I can figure out how, I'll set up one of those fancy polls and we can vote on the official Bee Bangbage word of the year. Good lawd, I'm a geek.
Click here to see what Webster has to say about the matter.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Photo Meme
Join in if you'd like.
This picture is such a window in to our lives. Here I am in my purple PJs doing one of two things: a) trying to coax the cat out from under the tree. See those beady eyes on the right? or b) sorting presents for the grand opening ceremony. We hosted my husband's parents, his newly-engaged sister and her fiance that year. We had painted the walls in that room about 10 days before they arrived. You may have noticed that the switch plate didn't get replaced by the door just yet. Oh. And there aren't any ornaments on the bottom half of the tree, also thanks to Neko.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I'm So Not Martha
When Granny moved from her home to her new Sassy Senior Apartment (my words, not really the name of the facility. duh.)earlier this year, she passed her stand mixer on to me. It is not a dreamy Kitchen Aid one with lots of attachments. It's a Sunbeam that it probably at least 20-25 years old. But boy howdy does it make baking easier. While the shortening and sugar were getting aquainted, I walked across the kitchen to turn on the oven and grab a measuring spoon. And now there is banana bread cooling in my kitchen. And Dayum. It smells good. I may need to do this more often.
Here's something else I discovered during my baking adventures this afternoon: I'm glad a have multiple cook books. The decendants of primarily Itailian immigrant families at St. Anthony's in Bryan, TX don't have a single banana bread recipe in their 2001 cookbook. Odd, don't you think? The Peace Lutheran (College Station, TX)parishoners had two recipes, but one called for buttermilk (and I was too lazy to create some with the 2% + lemon juice). I forget why I nixed the other one. The Germans of Doss came to the rescue. I'm glad I didn't have to resort to Betty Crocker. Whew.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Dipping a Toe In
Thursday, August 28, 2008
How Old Am I?
Supporting evidence that I'm 16:
- Listening to The Innocents by Erasure
- Wearing a bar clip in my hair purchased from Express to match a t-shirt
- Monstrous zits on my chin
- Spending far too much time on Facebook
- Setting up a new docking station in my home office
- Staying out past 10 on a school night
- I prefer "hanging out friends" to "going out friends"
- Balancing the checkbook and paying bills
- Cleaning in preparation for the cleaning lady's visit
Monday, August 18, 2008
Weekend Treats!
Sunday we slept in and then my HUSband made pancakes and bacon. Mmmm bacon.
My favorite part was the fresh raspberries!
In other news, I'm spending more time than is probably healthy on Facebook lately. Lots of people from my high school have joined and friended each other in the last couple weeks. I wish I were more surprised by the way the cliques seem to still be in place all these years later. The most fun I had today online was when I saw the pictures from 1995 and 1996 that Donna uploaded. What a hoot! And wow - we were so young back then. And we thought we were so old. Ha! They sure were good times though.
What sort of online guilty pleasures do you indulge in?
Monday, July 28, 2008
What to do?
And. What about the napkins with our names on them as well? The HUSband suggested we give them away as gifts. His sense of humor and mine don't always align. I guess we'll just have to start using them.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Sunday Show and Tell # 6
This may not have actually been taken in the summer. Just look how green the grass is. Grass doesn't stay that green too far in to a Texas Summer. This was probably 1981 or 1982. My family moved from that house in September of 1983. I have memories of this swingset being the "old one" and getting a "new one" complete with monkey bars positioned along the back side of the fence.
I remember a conversation with Eleanor wearing about her wearing a size 1 shoe and me still wearing a size 11 that probably occurred on a day very much like the one this picture was taken. This was proof of another way in which she was older (and presumably better) than me. As an only child, I tend to think that this is just the sort of thing that sibling rivalry is made of. Thank goodness we seem to have outgrown that silliness.

