Cabbage Soup
Buy a pound of already cut up beef — like that crap they label “beef for stir fry”. Toss it in a stock pot with some olive oil and salt and pepper and let it brown. Meanwhile, chop up a head of cabbage and saute it in some butter along with an onion and a few stalks of celery chopped up. Toss that stuff, once it is semi soft, into the stock pot with the meat. Peel 5 big potatoes and throw them in, too. Dump in a bag of baby carrots. Fill to cover everything with stock (from a...
Read MoreFaded
Every week, by the time Friday night rolls around, I feel worn out and faded and so achy I just want to collapse. I've never been the Friday Night Party Girl type and I've only gotten less so as I get older.
Read MoreThe Non Sexy Post
It’s not that there isn’t sex going on around here. There is. It’s just that I have no desire to write about sexy stuff. Maybe not ever again. I should probably just make a vanilla blog, eh? Nah, this is my home and I’ll write what I want. Anyhow… Lots of fun going on. Summer weather means lots of riding. We’ve even gotten my bike running and I’ve gotten the courage to get on it. I’ve only ridden in a parking lot down the road and around...
Read MoreHappiness is…
Yesterday’s make up, I haven’t combed my hair and I am wearing pajamas. But it’s visible proof of the changes coffee makes in my day! :D
Read MoreThe Vanishing Post
So I was in the tub last night, lounging about in water hot enough to boil lobster, and I was pondering something or other and I had this whole blog post written out in my head. It was SO good. And then I got out of the tub and nearly had a stroke and had to sit there for awhile until I didn’t feel dizzy anymore and my skin was no longer glowing a sort of neon reddish pink and I completely forgot what I had been thinking. It’s totally time for me to start taking cooler baths.
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