Monthly Archive: November 2005

29
Nov
2005

COOKIE MONSTER

12 bags of cookies. oh god. I managed to get them all into the freezer except 1 bag of the succulently titled FUDGE PUDDLES, which in reality are more like double-stuffed-addictioncup-porncookies. I ate 3 of those upon arrival home and then Anders came in and in plaintive tones asked, “Can I have one?” at which point I growled and snapped at his tentatively reaching hand. “Can’t you go see what’s in the other 11 bags?” I hissed, “Since there are probably cookies there I DON’T like?” Then he held me at arm’s length, wrestling the bag out of my frantic...

28
Nov
2005

THE RIGHT WAY TO START OFF YOUR WEEK

1) Watch the sunshine sparkle off the snow 2) Find out in a salary discussion with your boss that you are getting a very respectable raise! 3) Eat an excellent sushi dinner 4) Be given a gift at the monthly meeting from the board and members of your women’s club for your dedication and service over the past 7 years. I should give up my board position more often! 😀 5) Bring home 12 bags of different kinds of Christmas cookies from the cookie exchange 6) Go to bed at a decent hour and get a good night’s sleep

27
Nov
2005

I MADE IT THROUGH THE WILDERNESS

The last thing on my self-imposed list of things to get done this weekend is design and print Martin’s birthday party invitations, and I’m rapidly running out of time, so this might be a short post. I feel like running up and down the steps of a museum in Philadelphia with my clenched fists raised in victory over my head. Excuse me for a moment while I digress in disgust: I just went to google a photo of Rocky to link to in that sentence and found an article about tourists at the Philadelpha Museum of Art that said this:...

24
Nov
2005

SOME, BUT NOT ALL OF THE THINGS I’M THANKFUL FOR, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER

jet fuel long-distance cabling microelectronics backrubs language family ties lenses hearty laughter bread commitment contentment generosity embraces sleeping in good graphic design throat muscles printing presses debit cards paychecks candlelight anticipation hot showers speed recording devices adhesives willpower girlfriends good luck medical advancements paintbrushes beauty decks of cards potatoes ice water kindred spirits spontaneity grammar memories trees hospitality The Best of All Big Birthday Wishes (a little belated) to gnostraeh!

23
Nov
2005

THIS BLOG HAS MORE COWBELL THAN IT KNOWS WHAT TO DO WITH

Songs I’ve sung to my children, WITH FEELING, the past few days: 1) To the tune of “Doe, A Deer, A Female Deer” Jaws, a mouth, a great big mouth Teeth, those things that kind of crunch Chomp! the way sharks say hello Us, his favorite quickie lunch! Blood, which turns the ocean red Gulp, which means a shark’s been fed, Splash! which makes a swimmer pause… Which will bring us back to Jaws, jaws, jaws, jaws! 2) Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts, Mutilated monkey meat Roast toasty birdy feet French-fried eyeballs floating in a pool of...

22
Nov
2005

I’M DREAMING OF A WHITE CALENDAR

I figured out which cookie recipe I’m going to make this weekend for the AWC Christmas Cookie Exchange. Even though I have no time to bake cookies, I can’t, in all good conscience, make Rice Krispie Holly Bars AGAIN. I really wanted to make a fantabulous almond and sugar cookie recipe that one of my Ericsson colleagues gave me, which was melt-in-your-mouth amazing, but after checking the recipe this afternoon, I realized that it was a sandwich-style cookie and since I need a total of 72 cookies, that would have meant making a GROSS! I am ashamed to admit that...

22
Nov
2005

BLABBLE

What’s up with LJ and the non-delivered comments? I know of several that were posted to my journal and my comments in other people’s journals that I never received via notification. Also, I hereby sing the praises of Peanut Butter M&Ms! WOW. You people in the States can get this stuff any time you want it?? It’s better than crack. Not that I would know. I have the day off work today to attend an “Inspiration Seminar.” I have no idea what to expect. Anders left again this morning. He’ll be home Friday. I have to buy 3 turkeys before...

21
Nov
2005

THERE IS ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS SOMETHING TO BE THANKFUL FOR

A week is too long. I start to stumble and slide. My temper slips, and slithers a bit. I don’t know how single parents do it, I honestly don’t. Anders is home, even if for just a one-night-stand-stop, in the midst of his business trip, and suddenly I’m walking on sunshine again. 🙂 It helped that the SUN was also walking on sunshine again today. How many days in a row is that? I’ve lost count! UNPRECEDENTED! It’s been a magical autumn with all the unaccustomed sunshine we’ve had in Sweden, long may it continue! It makes it so much...

20
Nov
2005

:(

I have mixed emotions about mixed emotions. And mixed emotions are what I’ve been all about today. I shall take my grumpy self to bed now.

19
Nov
2005

WHISTLE WHILE YOU WORK

The moon is now waning gibbous. Waning GIBBOUS. I love that it waxes and wanes. It doesn’t decrease and increase, it doesn’t grow and shrink, it doesn’t swell and deflate; it waxes and wanes. I think Waxing Gibbous would be a SUPERB name for a rock band, don’t you? I had to go look gibbous up. Because when I stopped and thought about it, even though I KNOW it has to do with the moon, I didn’t REALLY know what it meant. I thought of gibbons and gibbering. The man in the moon does look kind of like a monkey…but...