Showing posts with label macaroni and cheese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label macaroni and cheese. Show all posts
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger
I don't know why this was a strange day, but it was. Maybe it's because our breakfast never made it out of the frying pan, Maybe I inhaled too much sequins at the dance studio. But I did nothing today. Took the day off, professionally, personally, spiritually? I didn't eat lunch, unless you count that bag of Reese's Pieces. I listened to some music, edited some videos, dumped them on here (see below), and spent an hour or so on the phone with a dude who was 40% Spicolli and 60% Dude Lebowski trying to get our bedroom television fixed because it takes 15 minutes to turn the power on all of the sudden and i don't have time to pretend like I don't have time for that. We have to take it down off the wall and bring it into Scranton, which sucks, but Indian buffet... enough said. It'll be free (the TV, not the Indian buffet) because our model is part of some manufacturers recall with the capacitors or something... see? weird day. Once I willed the TV back on I watched most of the Alabama/A&M game. Why is it so easy to hate that little Manziel guy? I dread him coming to the NFL. I feel like we'll have another obnoxious Tebow situation. We just got rid of him. Now this dude. Miss Victoria, Yuula's dance teacher told us they may be tired today, that they're always tired after their first class. I didn't think anything of it, til Yuula took a four hour power nap. I almost didn't notice, just thought she was playing quietly. I look forward to my now accidental Saturday routine tho. Of doing nothing.
It's freezing cold out.
I read some obituaries.
I colored the junk mail.
I was accused of being a failed porn actor.
I let Judee sit on the couch with me during dinner.
Yuula threw all our sheets and pillows on the floor.
That's actually not weird, but a daily occurrence.
Laura stole a dude's wallet and was almost arrested.
I put parmesan cheese on my macaroni and cheese.
See?
Weird.
It's freezing cold out.
I read some obituaries.
I colored the junk mail.
I was accused of being a failed porn actor.
I let Judee sit on the couch with me during dinner.
Yuula threw all our sheets and pillows on the floor.
That's actually not weird, but a daily occurrence.
Laura stole a dude's wallet and was almost arrested.
I put parmesan cheese on my macaroni and cheese.
See?
Weird.
Labels:
broken,
cold,
dance class,
fire,
Indian buffet,
Johnny Manziel,
Judee,
Laura,
macaroni and cheese,
moose,
nothing,
porn,
Scranton,
television,
Yuula
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
A Brief And Current Synopsis
her favorite show is "Berry Heartcake"
she pours water in her roni and cheese, and then eats it
she has begun aggressive negotiation against using the potty
she asks "what's that?" to everything
she dances to running water
she understands the camera, but not how to aim
she likes to be sniffed after bathing
she says "cute" is a two syllable word
Labels:
macaroni and cheese,
potty,
Strawberry Shortcake,
Yuula
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
The Heighth Of Love
Aye.
As in Aye Aye Aye.
Today was rough. I feel like I drank all the poison.
I did more wrong than good. I had more bad than right.
The list of body parts that hurt outnumber the number of cats sleeping on the front porch but not the number of things wrong with the van which is still less than the number of times I picked up the blocks today.
I had much mousing around to do for work, along with all the snafus and fubars along the way.
Yuula just insisted on being held most the day and when she wasn't she was simply trashing the place. Hitting those terrible twos ahead of schedule.
500 pieces means 500 float, 1000 people means 500 don't.
This was the Valentine's Day that wasn't.
maybe not.....
Eyes: Around the Horn (or at least it's about to be)
Ears: Sunset Rubdown - All Fires (via A-List Playlist)
Labels:
bad day,
car dealership,
car maintenance,
holiday,
Laura,
macaroni and cheese,
Nissan Quest,
opera,
Travis,
Turandot,
Valentine's Day,
work,
Yuula
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Making Recoveries Full
We are making the effort tonight to destroy some germs. Not that we usually aren't but, we usually aren't. The girls are just now coming out of some pretty nasty colds, hacking coughs and dripping schnozzes. So no, we're not lysoling the house, but a little extra maintenance never hurt.
Yuula when she was sick
All she wanted to do was "night-night".
Laura when she was ill. All she wanted to do was "night-night" too.
Laura went back to work today, begrudgingly, and even after Yuula's 2am hack-fest that kept me up monitoring her inhalations all night, today she seems to be much better. She's never slowed down, no temperature and the appetite of a small horse. Not a pony. A small horse.
Yeah, she's feeling fine.
Eyes: Kristy McNichol Biography
Ears: Bowerbirds - The Clearing, Bahamas - Barchords
Labels:
bathing,
dinner,
eyes and ears,
Laura,
macaroni and cheese,
recovery,
sick,
Yuula
Saturday, December 10, 2011
A Meet Cute To Eat Cute
Today Yuula woke up from her nap, took a bottle and started to watch the modern holiday classic, The Holiday. She kept watching the movie past the first scene, into the part where everyone falls in love and right on thru to the finale. She sat there and watched the entire movie. She has never even come close to sitting still for 15 minutes, not alone the length of a feature film. Must be the magic of Jack Black. Or how Cameron Diaz looks like her pureed squash. Either way, I awarded her with her favorite dinner: macaroni and cheese with broccoli.
Yuuummm
Labels:
calm,
dinner,
macaroni and cheese,
movie,
The Holiday,
Yuula
Monday, February 28, 2011
Combination Manipulations
Today was completely exhausting. I don't know why but I have crashed. I don't remember this morning. I remember macaroni and cheese. I remember Angel Pagan hitting a homerun. I did a lot of part manipulations today, and that can be time consuming, mind numbing and eye straining. Not a good combination. You know what is a good combination tho... my head and this pillow. Alarm's set for five. Dani tomorrow.
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