Weblog

Friday, 07 March 2008

Wednesday, 30 January 2008

  • Foodborne Illnesses Are for Sharing

    So my husband, who is wonderful and smart at a lot of things, decided that he was going to enter in some chili for his office's chili cook-off.  He spent the evening laboring over the crock pot adding various chili-type ingredients for "his" special recipe.  (yeah, it's soooo mine.)  Anyway, he's got to figure out a way to get the crock pot with the chili in it to his office.  And since he works in downtown Cincinnati and parks 1 mile away from his office, he needs to be creative.  I brought him a nice box with handles and a lid from my office so he could have something to take the crock pot in...so he wouldn't be"the crock pot guy" approached on the streets by people who would like a sample. 

    After the chili was done cooking, he attempted to "seal" the crock pot with a towel.  I didn't let him get to far because I felt the chili would be better transported in a sealed container verses the crock pot with a glass lid rigged shut.  Also, it would fit better in the refrigerator.

    That's when he's all "refrigerator?  I was just going to let it cool in this."

    In the crock pot?  All night?

    "Yeah.  So?"

    I proceeded to tell him that no, that was the worst idea he ever had and that we NEEDED to put the chili in the refrigerator.  He was all "whatever, it'll be fine".  It was only after I looked it up on the internet that it was possible he could really make someone in his office seriously ill (or dead) with his tainted chili that he finally gave in that it was POSSIBLE but not PROBABLE.  Like, it would probably be fine.

    ....

    I really really really really really hope that some other dude at this chili cookoff doesn't think the same thing.

    Oh, get this, someone asked this question on Yahoo Questions and it was amazing how many people said "yeah, eat it, it's probably fine"  After leaving something with MEAT out ALL NIGHT.  Anyway, I think I made him feel bad because I posted this on the internet, but it was just too funny.  I love him though.  I should tell you he's good at problem solving and video games.  He also has a terrific sense of humor and likes animals.  There are many good qualities to celebrate.  Let's end this on a high note.  =)

Friday, 28 December 2007

  • A Puzzle of Puzzles

    So my husband, who secretly is 7 years old sometimes, asked for a lot of toys for Christmas.  A Transformer, for example. A Bumblebee one that actually changes into a car, then into a robot, then back into a car.

    Also, he asked for a Rubik's Cube.   I have never solved one of these things.  Even looking at the directions made my brain a little dizzy.  Anyway...to make a short story that I'm trying to make longer but have realized that this is kind of stupid because no one really cares so I'm making the short story short again...I solved it.  I solved the Rubik's Cube.  That's just...I mean...if you know me, and you know how I can't even read maps and I have a hard time knowing which direction is North...this is a great feat.  A feat of feats. 

    My husband was shocked and amazed and I think pretty impressed, because HE hasn't solved it yet.  And is dizzy wife head just did.  ME!  Wow!  Yay! 

    Come celebrate with me, ya'll.

Tuesday, 18 December 2007

  • I'm not dead.

    Updates in my life:

    1)  I has a new bunny.  Her name is Lilo.  She was mean, but now she's nice(r).  Darren buys me rabbits at Christmas.  It's a holiday tradition now.  I expect one every year.  I want eleventy rabbits.

    2)  It's like, 60 degrees in my house.  All the time.  My husband does not like to hand hard earned dollars to the energy company.  He's what you call a tightwad.  And I'm what you call a wife who's not allowed to touch the thermostat.  Mostly because I'll break it.  With my gracefulness.

    3)  MY BROTHER IS COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!  I'm very excited.  I anticipate either much joy from the reunion, or my mother dishing out 7 years of unresolved issues.  It's the gift that keeps on giving!

    4)  Our Christmas lights that we got at Walmart do not work.  Well, they work.  But you can't hook them all together at the same time because it blows fuses.  And what's the point of icicle lights if you can't string them together the length of your roof?  I hate them.  I hate Walmart.  I hate Christmas.  I mean, I'm just angry right now.  These are just words.

    5)  Back to the main issue:  I got a new bunny.  She's part dutch rabbit, part something else.  She's softer than a dutch, and she's also grey and white.  And her markings aren't as solid...she's got her own thing going on.  She has dainty white front paws that I think look like gloves.  And she hits me with them when I reach into her cage to get her food dish.  She also grunts when she's mad about something, which is kind of funny.  We're trying to make her and Oz fall in LURV with each other. So far, Oz has just awkwardly humped her and she's tried to bite his bottom.  *sigh*  That's the way lurv goes sometimes.  Well, not in my experiences.  

     

    6)  I GOT DARREN THE COOLEST PRESENT FOR CHRISTMAS.  But I can't spill the beans on the internet until after Christmas because GUESS WHAT?  Nothing is secret on the internet.  I'm still thinking about how I'm going to have to shut this site down if I ever have children because I don't want them to google their mom.  Guh.  I'll just not have kids. 

    7)  I bought an eggplant.  I'm going to cook the eggplant.  Right now.  Wish me luck.

    8)  The garbage man STILL hasn't picked up our 2 pieces rolled up carpet we put out on the curb 2 weeks ago.  But they picked up the 18 pieces of rolled up carpet that the neighbors put out.  I hate them and wish them harm.  No, again, I'm just angry and these are just words.  I've got to stop doing that.

    9)  I miss you.  Yes, you.  I miss our talks.  Well, not really our talks.  But more my writing about stupid things and you reading them and laughing out loud and leaving comments.  Or not leaving comments.  But at least getting excited that I updated.  I miss that.  Let's make out.

    10)  I'm still fat.  The writers are still on strike. And Bono still hasn't found what he's looking for.  But it's almost Christmas, so let us all eat a cookie, give a temporary contract to the writers so the Office can come back on the air, and who cares about Bono anyway.  Merry Christmas!  Jesus was Born!

thirdflooracket

  • Visit thirdflooracket's Xanga Site
    • Name: Amber
    • Country: United States
    • State: Ohio
    • Metro: Cincinnati
    • Member Since: 7/1/2005

Weblog Archives

Don't worry - your calendar is here… to see it in action just click "Save" above and refresh the page.