Example.

Today. Coming home. Sitting quietly obviously not wanting to chat with anyone, headphones in, doing crossword, all signs point to leave me alone. And this nutter in a bright green hat named Travis decides to plop down next to me and chat my ear off about how the deers and raccoons are out to get him. And how a spider bit him (showed me scar) then a cat scratched him (showed me scar)…and then he made up some rap…See thats how he makes a living he raps… Apparently people pay him to do this…I was expecting the typical, I rap for you you give me money thing that happens on metro a lot, but no, he went along on his merry rapping way to fight the deer and raccoons….

Maybe they find his lime green hat and his inability to leave people alone on public transit offensive..

Oh did I mention he went on and on about deer sex vs people sex and how deer don’t like to be watched just like people….

My stop couldn’t come fast enough.

Happy Tuesday.

For those who are watching…This Matthew and Lady Mary stuff is just driving me nuts…NUTS I TELL YOU!

And to make it worse February has an extra day in it this year…worthless.

Nothing good can possibly come from a day we only “need” once every four years.

Anyways. I ramble on.

This past weekend P and I drove up to my hometown to go with my parents to the “Elks Club Money Drawing”. Oh yes, yes we did.

The goal, be the last ticket on the board. What do you win? $15,000. Nice deal.

We didn’t win (clearly, otherwise I wouldn’t be here blogging, I’d be on the first flight to Italy or something) , but our (and by ours I mean my parents) ticket was still on the board for a long time…maybe next year.

And snow finally hit the area.

I miss leaves.

and the non pasty ashy color my hands used to have.

1 month into winter, 2 to go….so help me…

Loved it.

Watch it.

Go.

and now I wanna go to Paris.

darn you glee.

Sh*t Dowager Countesses Say

HA!!

Are you watching Downton Abbey? If not, you should.

I’ve made a bunch of stuff, mostly recipes, and I’ve made a bunch of stuff for people from the sight. I get a lot of questions about where I get all my recipes and thought maybe I should start highlighting some of my favorites for those of ya’ll not following my excessive amount of pins. Sometimes the pins gets lost in the madness, so to help with that, I thought I’d start reviewing some of my favorites.

First up, last nights dinner.

Enchilada Casserole. (http://pinterest.com/pin/223209725251050350/)

P hates beans. And I hate sour cream, so that means none of that made it into our casserole. And I didn’t have any cumin…or italian dressing…or cilantro… but…it was fine without it…probably better with…. but I work with what I have . I added the fresh tomatoes on my half/ left them off of P’s, but in the end it was easy, it was yummy, and i’d make it again.

So anyways, on to my story. Today, we moved back to client site after nearly 2 months of them doing “Renovations” to make the place look “better”. It’s a call center. Short cubes, people everywhere, grey walls, you get the idea, it was better before. Anyways, they didn’t put a break room back into the office…cool. So today, I went snooping for a microwave before I knew this, and I found one…behind meanies cube up against a window…SO i thought hmmm that must be for everyone since its out in the open…so i scurried up to it all smiley like and didn’t notice when I guess meanie said some comment under her breath (Im assuming it was ….who do you think you are…or what are you doing…or b* back the bleep off my fun cooker). But, there was a sticker that said 5th floor…so I didn’t think anything of it. Until I felt the EYES. Those mean mean eyes that are the entryway of all that is evil. SO i politely asked if this was for everyone? No answer, just eyes, neck retreat and the head bob of “get the flip away”. SO I politely apologized and scurried as fast as possible away…eating my cold lunch in horror.

I can’t even put into the words the horror this woman puts into my soul. No longer will I be eating hot lunches on client site day…cold meals for me…simply to avoid ever having to walk near the microwave nazi again! I will miss you hot lunches, but its worth it to me if I never have to come in contact with those vicious, deamon-y eyes.

My only joy in this situation is knowing all the radiation that is seeping into her cube….ha. Enjoy your hot meals with a side of cancer. Justice.

It’s finally cold. Really cold…really..really…freeze your face off cold.

To avoid the cold for a few, Mom and I spent saturday hiding in a movie theater watching the Iron Lady (epic movie…epic). Then we scurried up the hill to grub on some oversize grilled cheese and tomato soup at Serendipity. Home of the $1,000 sundae and frozen hot chocolates. Which confuses me…hot chocolate is suppose to be hot…to make you warm…not freeze you from the inside out. I’ll pass.