The weekend got off to a rousing start with the Lovely Tess being sent home sick from school. Let’s just say that they used up all of her backup clothes before making the call. Lovely.
I’m not quite sure how the math worked out, but we somehow ended up purchasing about $800 worth of clothes from JCrew for $15. No wonder these places are in the crapper these days. Needless to say, I am well on my way towards restocking my sorry looking sweater arsenal.
Two words: whoopie pies.
A ton of caramel corn has appeared on my desk (OK, I got guilted into buying it from a coworker’s boy scout son. really, can you say no?). This thing is dangerous. As in, I’m afraid of actually opening it because I know what will happen soon after.
We will be traveling down to CT for Thanksgiving this year, which ultimately means a visit to Frank Pepe’s. I’m not complaining.
I am determined to not have to visit a single mall this holiday season. They just make me angry. Unless you do like we did and get there for when they open, so you can get rock star parking, have the entire place to yourself (along with the other parents of young kids), and get out of there before the riff-raff show up. Oh, and it helps if you can pick up some Sel De La Terre potato chips on the way out. Those make it worth the hassle.
I think we’ve given up trying to come up with ideas to top last year’s holiday card. I think we set the bar waaaaaaaay to high last year, making it pretty much impossible to top. Hopefully, inspiration will strike sometime in the next week.
I get the feeling that there won’t be another season of Everest: Beyond the Limit this year. That makes me sad. We spent New Year’s Eve 2007 watching a marathon of the first season and we got completely hooked. They were back at it again this past year, but I can’t seem to find any new information about it. That would be a shame.
My attempt at making homemade raisins was a complete bust. After 24 hours in the dehydrator, it looked as though they needed another day or two to completely dry out. And they didn’t taste very good. Don’t try this at home kiddies.
I think in the latest issues of GQ and Esquire, there are approximately 14,847 watch ads. Gee, are they trying to tell us something? Speaking of which, I had to choose a gift for my ten year service reward at work. It was between a watch and a toaster. I went with the watch. The Lovely Suse claims that I will never wear it, but I will prove her wrong. Sometimes, a guy just needs to wear a watch he doesn’t care about breaking.
Today is the first day in about 15 years that I haven’t received a morning newspaper. I decided that with the amount of time I spend in front of a computer on a daily basis, it was a waste of time and paper to actually have a paper delivered to my front door. The entire paper is online anyways, so it’s not like I’ll miss anything. Although the people who come to my office specifically to flip though the paper might miss it more than I will. We’ll see how it goes.
To continue with the changes, after complaining about it for years, we finally dumped our regular phone line and signed up with Vonage. It just pained me to pay over $60/month for a phone that we barely used. Now for $15/month, we get all of the features we got before plus even more. Voicemails get emailed to us, we can continue to use all of our regular phone jacks and phones, we get to keep our old number, and there’s even software so that when somebody calls our number, it pops up on the screen with the callerID and I can actually answer it from anywhere. Very cool.
After a summer in hibernation, our dehydrator has been brought back for some action. Plenty of just-past-their-prime apples and pears have been dried, along with some zucchini. Those zucchini were a surprise hit. I’ll definitely be making some more of those. Up next: an attempt at homemade raisins with some older grapes in the fridge. Yes, it’s been well-documented that I’m nuts. It’s ok.
Speaking of raisins, my car has become a rolling Snack Shack. There are cheerios and cheddar bunnies and raisins and craisins and animal crackers and dried apple chips and who knows what else ground into every nook and cranny of the backseat. It gets so bad that I have to take the carseat out and shake the whole thing out because it’s so nasty. All of this is a result of trying to bribe the Lovely Tess into her seat, which she hates lately. No, I’m not above trying to bribe my child with food to do stuff. That’s parenting, right?
There’s something about grilling outdoors when the temperature is in the 30’s and 40’s that warms me up. Oh, that would be the piece of chicken that’s on fire. Whoops.
If anyone’s trying to figure out what to get me for the holidays, look no further: I would like one of these. I’ll even share some with you!
I’ve been trying to get people to sign up on Twitter, but you people are all no fun. It’s even easier than blogging or updating your Facebook status. Plus, you can do it while driving. Not that you should.
I think I’ll “share” the rest of the leaves in our yard with our neighbors. After all, they’ve certainly shared plenty with us. Slackers.
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