While the rest of the working world dreads Mondays, I love them. Why? because Monday is my Friday!
Huh?
Since I work in a Grocery store, which is of course busiest over the weekend, I take my days off in the middle of the work week. My weekend is Tuesday/Wednesday.
It took me a little while to get used to, but now I love it! When I go out running errands I don't run into traffic or lines. When I go to movies, there's often only a handful of other people there. And last, but not least, The Flying Saucer has Monday night Pint night! With some 80 or so different beers on tap and all of them being $2.75, it's the perfect place to end a long week.
The fact that you can get food like this doesn't hurt:
What sort of heart stopping deliciousness is that?
It's a soft pretzel smothered in swiss cheese and sliced Usinger's bratwurst! (Before you freak out, I didn't eat the whole thing. I would like my heart to continue beating, thank you very much!) I ate just over half of it and it was delicious. Sort of the German equivalent of nachos, don't you think?
Monday, November 2
Friday, October 30
Make a mess
Ok, so I know I should set the good example at work. I know I should be neat and organized as I go. But sometimes it's just so satisfying to get on a roll and make a mess...
oops.
oops.
Wednesday, September 30
Bake
Aah fall weather... 72 and breezy. Ok, so maybe my definition of fall weather has changed a bit since moving to North Carolina. But believe me, if you lived here all summer, you'd be loving the drop to mid 70's too.
As much as I love the new cooler weather (and having bonfire plans for later tonight!) it has also deceived me; deceived me into thinking I can bake. For as long as I can remember my attempts at baking have gone slightly awry. I don't get it. Everything I bake turns out tasty, but the wrong consistency.
exhibit a:
These should be raspberry muffins. I either added too many raspberries or not enough something else. I can't tell. All I know is that they've completely fallen apart. Getting them out of their baking cups was quite the challenge.
This is the remnants of the 12th muffin. Disaster. What else can I say.
I guess I'll have to just stick to cooking. That I can do.
As much as I love the new cooler weather (and having bonfire plans for later tonight!) it has also deceived me; deceived me into thinking I can bake. For as long as I can remember my attempts at baking have gone slightly awry. I don't get it. Everything I bake turns out tasty, but the wrong consistency.
exhibit a:
These should be raspberry muffins. I either added too many raspberries or not enough something else. I can't tell. All I know is that they've completely fallen apart. Getting them out of their baking cups was quite the challenge.
This is the remnants of the 12th muffin. Disaster. What else can I say.
I guess I'll have to just stick to cooking. That I can do.
Thursday, September 17
Stare
Chicken tacos at Salsaritas - $6
Sitting outside to eat lunch after a ridiculous morning at work... pretty darn awesome
Being started at through the table while you eat... kind of creepy
Oh pup pup. You're so bizarre. And adorable when you're begging for chicken taco.
Sitting outside to eat lunch after a ridiculous morning at work... pretty darn awesome
Being started at through the table while you eat... kind of creepy
Oh pup pup. You're so bizarre. And adorable when you're begging for chicken taco.
Wednesday, September 16
explain why I don't blog more
I mean to post things. I really do. But then I have weeks like this where:
I work 12p to 10p, but really stay til 1245a to work on reorganizing the back room and we find out at the last minute that the first mate has to stay overnight with the register computer technician guy (So he's going to have worked 12p to 5a).
Go back in at 530a the next day to open, work till 11a. Go home and nap so I can go back in at 5p and close the office for the first mate who will likely be spending tomorrow passed out after his all nighter.
But no worries! I don't have to work Friday til 8a. In theory I'll sleep from about 11p to 7a tomorrow night. HA!
So sorry that sometimes I forget to blog. I'm kind of preoccupied with sleeping. or something like that. it's usually all a blur.
I work 12p to 10p, but really stay til 1245a to work on reorganizing the back room and we find out at the last minute that the first mate has to stay overnight with the register computer technician guy (So he's going to have worked 12p to 5a).
Go back in at 530a the next day to open, work till 11a. Go home and nap so I can go back in at 5p and close the office for the first mate who will likely be spending tomorrow passed out after his all nighter.
But no worries! I don't have to work Friday til 8a. In theory I'll sleep from about 11p to 7a tomorrow night. HA!
So sorry that sometimes I forget to blog. I'm kind of preoccupied with sleeping. or something like that. it's usually all a blur.
Thursday, September 3
Snack
This is my new favorite snack food*:
Snyder's Hot Buffalo Wing pretzel bits mixed in with the Buttermilk Ranch bits. The Buffalo bits have a good flavor but not too much heat and the Ranch bits add a good contrast. You should probably try it. I blame Bret from work for getting me hooked on this combo in the first place.
*Yes I'm blogging about this at 830a because I'm also eating some at 830a. Don't judge me or my eating habits :D
Snyder's Hot Buffalo Wing pretzel bits mixed in with the Buttermilk Ranch bits. The Buffalo bits have a good flavor but not too much heat and the Ranch bits add a good contrast. You should probably try it. I blame Bret from work for getting me hooked on this combo in the first place.
*Yes I'm blogging about this at 830a because I'm also eating some at 830a. Don't judge me or my eating habits :D
Friday, August 28
laugh
As I meandered through the wild forest of the internets this afternoon I stumbled upon a post I somehow missed on one of my favorite "nerd" blogs. Chris Hardwick apparently ran Harry Potter SNAPS challenge. He was looking for the best Harry Potter insult/one liners. I didn't go through the full list, but his list of favorites was more than enough to have me laughing out loud. (Be warned some are definitely a bit inappropriate)
Wednesday, August 26
work all night
So back in July (07/08/09 to be exact) we cleaned the attic at work. My brilliant plan was to open, go home and nap, clean all night and then work the open shift the next day. HA! Me and napping are still in a fight over this one.
Anyway... I snapped this picture while I was trying to sleep by the front door so I'd for sure wake up when the morning crew arrived.
Instructions on the motorized cart at work - Why are on and off in quotes?
Anyway... I snapped this picture while I was trying to sleep by the front door so I'd for sure wake up when the morning crew arrived.
Instructions on the motorized cart at work - Why are on and off in quotes?
Go home
My mom melted a pack of gum and is trying to save it through refrigeration.
*Update - Apparently she loved doing this so much, the gum is now a permanent fixture in their refrigerator.
*Update - Apparently she loved doing this so much, the gum is now a permanent fixture in their refrigerator.
puppy nap
Back in July I played puppy parent again to my friend Clancy Bananas. We played a little, napped a little. Ate, and then napped again. It was a good weekend.
At one point I was sitting on the couch and Clancy was sleeping at the far end. I heard him squirming around and when I looked up this is what I saw:
He had wedged himself against the back of the couch and just kept napping.
He also has this weird habit of hiding from me when he thinks I'm about to leave him. If I changed clothes or put on shoes, he was no where to be found. Usually he was treating my coat closet like his own personal cave hide-out.
At one point I was sitting on the couch and Clancy was sleeping at the far end. I heard him squirming around and when I looked up this is what I saw:
He had wedged himself against the back of the couch and just kept napping.
He also has this weird habit of hiding from me when he thinks I'm about to leave him. If I changed clothes or put on shoes, he was no where to be found. Usually he was treating my coat closet like his own personal cave hide-out.
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