Full o’ Sheep

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This post relates to food in no way whatsoever.  I don’t want to lead you on in case you wanted to read this for that reason.  I finally got back to my regular eating routine on Sunday.  Well…almost.   Some smells still make me nauseous.  And I have to eat smaller amounts now because I guess my stomach shrank after last week’s “depths of despair.”  That’s what I’m calling it.  Because I was SOOOO hungry.

Meanwhile, I am on spring break, so I promise promise I will be posting a new recipe this week.  Tonight we are having Blanched Asparagus and Cheesy Grits.  I got the idea from my favorite vegan blog that I regularly link to.  Her recipe is called Polenta…something.  But isn’t that just fancy for grits?  (I would link to it, but every time I open a new tab, my laptop locks up.) So I just decided to just make my southern version of her vegan dish.  I ain’t hatin’ on dairy for this recipe because Stonyfield’s organic vanilla yogurt has saved my life this week.  Seriously.  It is so good and not too sweet.   MMMMM.  Wait–this wasn’t supposed to be about food.

So first about the title: I’ve been knitting like a crazy woman (except during the depths of despair…it hurt to pick anything up, even knitting needles).   On a recent trip to JoAnn’s, I found this 100% Peruvian wool in the most fabulous fuschia color called “Passionfruit.”  It is by Debbie Stoller, author of the “Stitch ‘n Bitch” book I was given for Christmas and consequently learned how to knit from (with some random youtube videos when I needed a live demo).  And it is only like $4.99!  I visited my local yarn store (LYS in knitter speak), and their 100% natural fiber stuff is crazy expensive.  I already suspected as much because my grad school roommate would visit the yarn store there in in our little college town, and I would marvel at the amazing colors, textures, and variety (I am such a lush for variety)…and wonder how many hanks or skeins of those $22 yarns it would take to make a sweater.  Yeah.

I am also a lush for office supplies, but don’t get me started on that.

On another note, some things that are annoying me that I was just thinking about today:

1. The game show portion of Regis and Kelly: I freakin’ love Kelly Ripa.  I would move to New York if I was guaranteed a spot as her BFF.  But that portion of the show where they call up someone and give them 20 seconds to answer a question about a previously aired show–It makes me nervous as all get out.  I don’t know why.  I figured it out today that my heart rate slightly increases.  I guess that’s why I was never any good at video games.  I can’t take the heat.
2. Johnny Quills: I don’t know if this is actually what they are called, but that’s what my mom always called them. They start peaking their head through the dead grass, say, oh, right about now, even though it is still cold as all heck outside.  Then they start to bloom their happy little yellow flowers.  It’s like a signal that I need to be ready for spring and planting some stuff.  Problem is, the previous owners did not place these johnny quills in a very smart spot.  It’s taken us forever to convert the huge area that they planned as a flower garden (that is only feasible if you have a million dollars to hire a landscaper) back to regular yard…And by yard I mean crappy grass and weeds.  Now these little buggers are sprouting up everywhere.  They’ll bloom once, and then they are done.  And ugly for the rest of the summer.  Ugh.
3. Praxis Tests: I had to take yet another on Saturday.  Thank you Mississippi for putting “(Alternate Route)” on my full teaching license.  Because of those 2 little words and the nasty connotation of those 2 little parentheses, I had to take another test to prove my teaching worth.  It made me feel good, though, that most of the questions were no-brainers….or maybe I’m just a good enough teacher now that I can recognize these things.  But it was the principle of the thing, ya know?  There is a short answer section, which really means “short essay” where you have to analyze the particular teacher/situation.  It took all I had not to write: “Mr. Yakimoto needs to stop being a pansy and not let his kids walk all over him,” and, “Ms. Wilson is a dumbass for thinking she could assign a project like that without explaining it first.”  I think my count of Praxis tests is now at 6.
4. Nosy/Pushy Apartment Office Ladies: I went looking for apartments with one of my friends yesterday.  She also doubles as family…because I married in to the best family ever.  So cousin-in-law, Ash, and I are driving around, looking for her a new apartment.  I forgot how expensive they are…and how pushy the ladies in the offices can be.  “So you can move into this one immediately…”  This after we had already explained Ash’s timeline.  Oi.
5. Thinking a particular movie came out already, and it didn’t: That’s pretty much all I have to say about that.  I guess I was really out of it last week.  I even repeated a whole story to my fellow culinary friend last night on the phone before realizing I had told her the same story last week.  Man.
6. Nay-sayers: Why do we always believe the negative things people say (and the negative people) when there are a million things and comments to the contrary?  I got my hair cut and colored today by my genius hair stylist.  I’ve been going to her on the advice of a high school girl for 3 years (they always know where the goods are if you ever move to a new city).  She is amazing, inside and out.  I could very literally talk to her all day because she’s just an all-around great person.  And one afternoon, we almost did because I was being weird and couldn’t make my mind up.  She also had a baby last year, and he is flipping adorable.  If I didn’t love my teaching job so much, I would have been inspired to go to beauty school.  She is just that good.  My wedding photographer even complimented her, and you know they get in super close to touch things up.  Anywho, we were talking today, and she wants to cut her hair short like that adorable red head on American Idol.  She’s afraid, though, that she’ll look like a soccer mom and she keeps thinking back to a comment a girl made to her about her age.  When she had shorter hair before, this certain person thought she was way older than she actually was (She is only 28!).  Now let me tell you, my stylist is no soccer mom.  She could never be.  (Not that there’s anything wrong with soccer moms…but I have a fear of having a Kate Gosselin hair style, so you know what I mean.)  It just annoys me that the girl could even say something like that.   You never admit that to women.  That goes in the “are you pregnant?” file.  Plus, my stylist is a master of product.  She is going to look amazing.  I mean, she’s already gorgeous anyway.  Also, don’t you love the smell of your hair after it has been professionally washed and styled?  MMMMM.
   

   I love this American Idol contestant. I love her red hair, her dewy blue eyes, and her song choices even if Randy "isn't feeling it, dawg." If I hadn't lived 23 years of my life with short hair, I would want this hair style, too.

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