note to self: the day after you have a nasty case of the stomach flu, you are not automatically healed and able to do everything you want to. so you probably shouldn't try, because if you do, you will end up curled up on the sofa in a cold sweat wanting to die a little. uuuuugh.
also, i'm not sure what is happening in my neck of the woods, but i have heard a ton of sirens this morning. i hope everything is alright.
and now, have some hilarious illness-related posts from the brilliant hyperbole and a half (because i am to busy whimpering like a small dog to post anything i wrote myself.)
29.6.10
28.6.10
nnngh
stomach fluuuuuuuuu. kill me. surviving off of peppermints and ice chips at the moment, provided by my loving mother.
back when i return from the dead.
back when i return from the dead.
27.6.10
retro movie flashback: the rocketeer (1991)
title: the rocketeer
year: 1991
rating: ★★ 1/2
summary: just before wwII, a dashing young pilot named cliff finds a jet pack-- a jet pack desired by many for various reasons. he uses the jet pack to become a bit of a local hero after saving a friend from a plane crash. however, his foxy girlfriend, jenny, doesn't see him as much of a hero. she's frustrated with his one-track piloty mind, which leads to much drama. also, nazis. and a blimp.
review: this movie came out around the same time that my family got cable. therefore, i watched this movie about a kajillion times when i was a kid. rewatching it, i was surprised to see how many actors i recognized. (locke from lost, jan levinson from the office, that one guy from that thing...)
the movie didn't hold up to the pure, unadulterated awesomeness that it held in my head, but it was still pretty entertaining. very melodramatic in a purposeful way-- clear-cut good versus evil, the sort you'd like to see from a 50's serial. plus, the costumes were pretty and i loved the old hollywood glamor. sigh! a good movie, for sure. not my absolute favorite, but i'm glad i got to see it again.
year: 1991
rating: ★★ 1/2
summary: just before wwII, a dashing young pilot named cliff finds a jet pack-- a jet pack desired by many for various reasons. he uses the jet pack to become a bit of a local hero after saving a friend from a plane crash. however, his foxy girlfriend, jenny, doesn't see him as much of a hero. she's frustrated with his one-track piloty mind, which leads to much drama. also, nazis. and a blimp.
review: this movie came out around the same time that my family got cable. therefore, i watched this movie about a kajillion times when i was a kid. rewatching it, i was surprised to see how many actors i recognized. (locke from lost, jan levinson from the office, that one guy from that thing...)
the movie didn't hold up to the pure, unadulterated awesomeness that it held in my head, but it was still pretty entertaining. very melodramatic in a purposeful way-- clear-cut good versus evil, the sort you'd like to see from a 50's serial. plus, the costumes were pretty and i loved the old hollywood glamor. sigh! a good movie, for sure. not my absolute favorite, but i'm glad i got to see it again.
26.6.10
books and biscuits: roast cornish hen and corn pudding
go on over to books and biscuits for a recipe from the pages of jacob have i loved-- roast cornish hen and corn pudding!
23.6.10
in the kitchen: white bean and spinach dip
this stuff is so, so good. so good. it's great with pita chips or crackers or on hamburgers or in a million other ways, i'm sure. deeelicious. i got it over at food network. the original recipe is by that weirdo with the manic smile who pronounces "parmigiano-reggiano" like it's a curse word.
Directions
In a large nonstick skillet, heat 1 tablespoon of the oil, over medium heat. Add the garlic and cook until fragrant, about 1 minute. Add 1/2 of the spinach and cook for 2 minutes until wilted. Repeat with the remaining spinach. Let the mixture cool for a few minutes.
Place the remaining olive oil, spinach mixture, cannelloni beans, lemon juice, balsamic vinegar, salt, and pepper in the bowl of a food processor. (i used a blender and it worked just fine!)
Blend until the mixture is smooth.
- 2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 12 ounces baby spinach
- 1 (15-ounce) can cannelloni beans, drained and rinsed
- 1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
- 1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar
- 1 teaspoon kosher salt
- 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
Directions
In a large nonstick skillet, heat 1 tablespoon of the oil, over medium heat. Add the garlic and cook until fragrant, about 1 minute. Add 1/2 of the spinach and cook for 2 minutes until wilted. Repeat with the remaining spinach. Let the mixture cool for a few minutes.
Place the remaining olive oil, spinach mixture, cannelloni beans, lemon juice, balsamic vinegar, salt, and pepper in the bowl of a food processor. (i used a blender and it worked just fine!)
Blend until the mixture is smooth.
22.6.10
newsday: why am i still calling this newsday?
for today's newsday, i bring you... random bits and pieces about perfume.
- i have a minor addiction to black phoenix alchemy labs (or "bpal" or "scent-cocaine" or "that thing that i always want to spend money on"), which creates scents based on things like books, songs, characters, legends, locations, and other such things. you should go look at it, and buy things, and join the cult of bpal. my personal favorite is delirium. "Non compos mentis, indeed! A contrary, conflicted scent, bubbling with merry madness. Contains apple, rose, and lemon." mmmm.
- the wikipedia article on perfume is really, really interesting. you should totally go read it. i would start quoting facts from there, but really... just read it.
- also, did you know that you cannot always smell the scent of violets? that's why violet is usually paired with other things, as the scent of pure violet would be inconsistent. it's considered a flirty sense for that reason-- here, then gone, then back. a little nose-tease.
- also also, there is a place in bulgaria called rose valley, which produces 85% of the rose oil in the world. can you imagine walking into that valley? goodness.
update: we'll pretend this one is on time, too!
okay, i can hear you. “what the heck, b? did you fall off the planet again? where are the updates?”
answer: no, i did not fall off the earth. yes, i still love you. yes, i still remember how to write. (i think. wait… yes, i do.)
so here’s a brief update: work is still workish. there have been a couple of disappointments with some of the applications and bids i’ve written for my company not being accepted. i was at a 100% acceptance rate until the friday before last, which isn’t bad for having been there eleven months. but still, the perfectionism in me runs deep.
saturday, i went over to my friend britt’s house for brunch and world cup soccer. good company, delicious food, soccer—pretty much perfect. that evening, i went to my very first rodeo! i really liked the bronco riding (even though it involved uncomfortable junk irritation for the broncos in question) and the barrel racing. there was also an event where they released range cows that had never been milked before and teams chased them around trying to milk them. it was rather amusing. i felt bad for all of the events that involved calf roping or wrestling or general harassment. whenever a calf got away, i cheered. (and occasionally sang “born free.”)
for father’s day on sunday, i went to my parents’ house and made my daddy dinner—grilled chicken, macaroni salad, and cherry pie. i still have some things to learn about grilling, and my dad declared my macaroni salad “a little intense,” but it was good all in all.
i’m also on the quest to find an exercise that i actually enjoy doing. i checked a belly dancing dvd out from the library. it’s belly dancing for beginners, so i thought surely i’d be able to handle it. false. no. i can get up to the part where they activate the snakes living in their bellies and start doing all these crazy undulations. “lower abs, upper abs, upper back. upper back, upper abs, lower abs.” look, lady. i’m pretty sure i have one muscle in my stomach, and it is called “stomach muscle.” it is a single unit, and moves as a single unit, and oh my gosh how is your stomach moving like that?! i’m planning on giving it another shot, but i’m also still on a quest for the perfect exercise. preferably one that doesn’t involve me stomping and jumping around. i’d like to keep my downstairs neighbors from hating me for now.
alright, that’s all for now! hope you’re all doing well!
answer: no, i did not fall off the earth. yes, i still love you. yes, i still remember how to write. (i think. wait… yes, i do.)
so here’s a brief update: work is still workish. there have been a couple of disappointments with some of the applications and bids i’ve written for my company not being accepted. i was at a 100% acceptance rate until the friday before last, which isn’t bad for having been there eleven months. but still, the perfectionism in me runs deep.
saturday, i went over to my friend britt’s house for brunch and world cup soccer. good company, delicious food, soccer—pretty much perfect. that evening, i went to my very first rodeo! i really liked the bronco riding (even though it involved uncomfortable junk irritation for the broncos in question) and the barrel racing. there was also an event where they released range cows that had never been milked before and teams chased them around trying to milk them. it was rather amusing. i felt bad for all of the events that involved calf roping or wrestling or general harassment. whenever a calf got away, i cheered. (and occasionally sang “born free.”)
for father’s day on sunday, i went to my parents’ house and made my daddy dinner—grilled chicken, macaroni salad, and cherry pie. i still have some things to learn about grilling, and my dad declared my macaroni salad “a little intense,” but it was good all in all.
i’m also on the quest to find an exercise that i actually enjoy doing. i checked a belly dancing dvd out from the library. it’s belly dancing for beginners, so i thought surely i’d be able to handle it. false. no. i can get up to the part where they activate the snakes living in their bellies and start doing all these crazy undulations. “lower abs, upper abs, upper back. upper back, upper abs, lower abs.” look, lady. i’m pretty sure i have one muscle in my stomach, and it is called “stomach muscle.” it is a single unit, and moves as a single unit, and oh my gosh how is your stomach moving like that?! i’m planning on giving it another shot, but i’m also still on a quest for the perfect exercise. preferably one that doesn’t involve me stomping and jumping around. i’d like to keep my downstairs neighbors from hating me for now.
alright, that’s all for now! hope you’re all doing well!
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