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Time:06:40 pm
How does one go about informing the netizens that weary does not mean what they think it means, and that they should perhaps look into acquainting themselves with wary instead?
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Time:05:58 pm
Quick and dirty update while I have a moment:
Our little ones decided to make their grand entrance while I was out of town for a baby shower. Evelyn Ruth and Eileen Frances were born at 3:54pm and 4:00pm on Sunday, April 25, just shy of 32 weeks. They weighed 3 lb 15 oz and 3 lb 10 oz. They are expected to be in the NICU for a while due to their prematurity. We were fortunate enough to end up at a fantastic hospital, so even though we are 350 miles from home, the situation is about the best we could hope for.
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Time:04:35 pm
Upcoming movies I want to see:
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Where the Wild Things Are
Alice in Wonderland
Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (4)
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Time:10:19 am
Today, I went to the farmers market, cleaned the bathroom, changed the litter box, took out the trash, and vacuumed. It's not even noon yet. I feel so accomplished! Now I can laze about and revise the menu plan for the week to incorporate all the wonderful veggies I acquired.
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Time:07:08 pm
If I ever consider--even for a second--giving my children trendy names, someone had better slap some sense into me.
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Time:02:04 pm
If you've read Stephenie Meyer's Twilight, then you might appreciate this commentary from GoFugYourself on the hypothetical spectacle of Twilight on Ice:

Think about it: Pairs figure skating, much like the book itself, is all about melodrama, separation and reunion, and invading each others' personal space in a sexually unsatisfying way. All of Edward's condescending yearning and stalking would be way more fun if he were doing it while flitting about the rink in puffy shirts and tight trousers, tossing off triple Axels of romantic angst and throwing Bella into the air before catching her with one hand (subtext: "You must not love me BUT I LOVE YOU but stay away BUT NOT TOO FAR AWAY let me stare at you NO I MUSTN'T but I will LET ME TOE-LOOP MY FEELINGS don't look at me EXCEPT DO I am dangerous TIME TO SPARKLE"). Meanwhile, boring Bella, who in the text generally just repeats herself ad nauseum about how Edward's face/chest/voice/muscles/eyes/lips/piano talent/strength/secret macrame projects are more beautiful and perfect than anything in the human realm, could spend the rest of the time enacting a metaphor for her inner monologue by spinning over and over again until Edward rescues her from herself. Throw in some multicolored spotlights and the whole thing is practically begging for an Olympic ice-skating duo to reinterpret it at the Vancouver 2010 games.
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Time:03:34 pm
I finally have the album of our wedding pictures.
It's amazing how much people's appearances can change in a year.
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Time:02:42 pm
Greek Mythology Personality TestCollapse )

I don't fully agree with the description, but it's a silly Internet quiz, so who cares. :)
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Time:06:19 pm
Wonderful crusty bread:
1 c. warm water plus a little splash more
1 tsp. salt
3 c. flour
1 scant Tbsp. yeast
Put ingredients in bread machine. Use one-hour cycle. Devour.
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Time:01:22 pm
A recipe for lunch:

Open a can of chicken. Drain. Plop in bowl. Add a blob of whipped salad dressing (Upon reading the ingredients, I had thought "Cool, just like mayonnaise, but less calories per serving." Upon tasting, decided to never buy the stuff again.), sprinkle with salt, pepper, tiny bit of garlic powder and dried minced onion. Consider chopping and adding pickles; decide against. Notice bag of tortilla chips on counter and recall there is no bread for a sandwich anyway. Add a generous dollop of salsa to the bowl. Mix and eat on chips.

Yummy.
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Time:11:39 pm
Stockholm is awesome. I don't want to go home.
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Time:10:57 am
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Time:11:44 am
There must be few things in the world that could be more disgusting than the concentrated aroma of cat urine.
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Time:09:37 pm
I think I have to stop reading StarbucksGossip.com. I have so little patience for the human race already; reading the comments there puts me on the edge of flying into a rage.

I am not a miserable human being because I work at Starbucks. I am neither stupid, a dropout, lazy, nor any of the other things some people presume retail foodservice employees to be. I may be using a push-button machine to make espresso-based beverages, but I do in fact know how to use a manual machine, and can actually do so with a reasonable level of skill. I make fantastic foam even on our lousy steam wands.

I take pride in having coffee knowledge. I understand that people have differing preferences and some people will not like our coffees due to the roast. I didn't like our coffees once upon a time. Taste is a very personal and ever-evolving thing. I taste things that I don't like all the time, but this enables me to at least know certain characteristics of each coffee so I can be informed and helpful.

I actually enjoy my job most of the time. I'm really, really good at what I do right now, and my potential for promotion looks good. I love my boss. But sometimes I feel like the green apron (or sometimes the black apron, but that's beside the point) makes me a target for mean, rude, or otherwise obnoxious people who make horrible assumptions about me based on my job and treat me differently because of it. I often assume that employees at certain establishments are idiots, but I have never been awful to them, even before I worked in a customer service industry. What's wrong with people to make them behave so badly?

I think I really need this week of vacation. Hopefully it will help me to rebuild that metaphoric wall so that the next time someone is evil, I won't be at risk of having my composure crumble.
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Time:05:05 pm
My grandparents got a new car, and I have been given the task of selling their old one. I've posted it online only thus far, and the responses have been...shall we say, enlightening? We shan't even get into the horrific spelling and grammar.

Person 1 emails me to say they're interested and want more information. I say, sure, what would you like to know? They then send me a list of questions, ALL OF WHICH I HAD ALREADY ANSWERED in the ad. Way to read, imbecile.

Person 2 says they're interested and asks me for my phone number. No thank you, I posted the ad online and I use e-mail so I can deal with you at my leisure, without the annoyance of a phone ringing. My work and sleep schedule is too varied for me to put up with some stranger calling me.

Person 3 says they're interested and gives me their phone number. This is better than Person 2, but if you're going to bother sending an e-mail, just tell me what you want to know IN THE EMAIL. I don't like telephones.

Person 4 says they're interested and wants to know the lowest price I'd accept. HELL NO. I posted the asking price. If you make a reasonable offer, I'll consider it, but I'm not desperate to unload the car because I don't need the cash by a certain deadline.

And of the two people who have actually asked about seeing the car, both have apparently fallen off the face of the internet once I offered some potential times that I'm available. Frickin' ridiculous.
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Time:11:03 am
I am mad at the kitties!
Husband had to go to work early this morning, but I got to sleep in. However, about 30 minutes after Husband left, Malcolm decided he really wanted to get on the nightstand and knock things over onto the floor. I hissed at him and he left, but then he came back. I made threatening movements toward him, he left, he came back. Finally I flung him out of the bedroom. Diego was feeling affectionate, so he curled up by my knees, which doesn't bother me at all, and I went back to sleep.
When I got up, both cats were being very vocal. I usually feed them on my way out the door at 4:45a, and it was about 10:00a, so yeah, they were hungry. I get to the living room to find that they've knocked over the aloe plant, and apparently have been chewing on it, as there are chunks of aloe scattered over the carpet, not to mention the pile of dirt that fell out of the pot. So I picked up the mess, stuck the largest pieces back in the pot and returned it to its proper place, and I vacuumed. At that point I was tempted to let them starve, but I did actually feed them and freshen their water bowl. I'm tempted to start locking them in the laundry/litter box room at night so they can't destroy anything else.
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Current Music:Frou Frou - Maddening Shroud
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Time:04:06 pm
I've lost the ability to be productive at home except in very small spurts. Unfortunately these spurts are not sufficient to finish doing dishes, folding laundry, or vacuuming the living room. I think I'm expending pretty much all my energy at work, cleaning and organizing and making everything run smoothly, so I don't want to keep doing the same stuff once I'm off the clock. :(

I desperately need to shower and wash my hair, as soon as I manage to tear my lazy useless butt away from the computer.
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Time:12:00 pm
It's a crock-pot day so the husband doesn't have to fend for supper on his own (I have to leave before he gets home and I won't be back until late).


ARTICHOKE MUSHROOM CHICKEN

4 (very large) boneless skinless chicken breasts (frozen)
1 12 oz. jar marinated artichoke hearts, not drained
2 4 oz. cans sliced mushrooms, drained
1 can condensed cream of mushroom soup
8-ish (very old) cloves of garlic
ground black pepper to taste (lots)

Put chicken in the pot. Pile everything else on top. Cook on low 6-8 hours.


I'm hoping for it to be delightfully flavorful and creamy, but we'll see how it turns out. The poor garlic cloves had been sitting on the counter entirely too long; six months at the very least. They were quite shriveled and dry on the outsides, but their inner parts still looked decent and smelled appropriately garlicky.

It kind of feels like cheating to not be actively cooking. The crock-pot is an awesome thing.
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Subject:Writer's Block: I Left My Heart in...
Time:01:09 pm
What do you love about where you live?

I love our apartment because we can afford to have a ridiculously huge and nice space.
I love this geographic area because we're practically seconds away from my grandparents and only an hour or so from the husband's parents, so we get to see family frequently.
Mostly though, I just love living with my husband.
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Time:05:21 pm
My aunt and uncle threw a birthday party this past weekend for my maternal grandmother, who turned 80. I went down there with my paternal grandparents and my maternal great-aunt. We took my grandparents' brand-new Prius, and I got to do about half the driving. It's pretty fun to drive; not quite on par with my car or a manual transmission Mini, but still fun. You get to watch the mileage up to the moment, broken down in five-minute increments for the past 30, and the running average. Hooray for saving gas.

However, B couldn't come along due to work. It was only one night apart but neither of us slept well. We haven't spent any nights apart since...October? The week I'm in Texas will suck for both of us. Oh man, in Texas I won't even get to sleep in my old bed, because we moved the old bed into our apartment! I'll have to sleep in the guest bedroom. That will be seriously weird.

My hours are gradually increasing at work. We're losing our ASM next week as far as we know, and one shift left a couple weeks ago, so now it's the three of us shifts who trained together before the store opened, plus the SM, and a barista who is in training to be a shift. Apparently we're getting stretched a bit thin overall for labor, and the SM says she's planning to hire someone, possibly as soon as next week. It's always interesting integrating new people into the group; our turnover has been extremely low thus far.

My improvised chicken broccoli tetrazzini smells done so I think it's supper time.
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Time:06:16 pm
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Time:06:04 pm
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I have to take issue with them including "asparagus" in the answers list and yet leaving off "eggplant".
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Time:07:54 pm
Nothing new lately. Procrastinating on laundry, missing my husband (I never imagined a married couple's work schedules being so screwy that they rarely get to spend an actual day together, but here we are), trying not to eat everything in sight (my mouth is forever wanting to taste stuff whether or not I'm the least bit hungry), wishing I had the motivation to clean and organize the apartment.

More changes coming at work. I hope we have pretty mugs for the new promotion. B said I'm allowed to buy my favorite mug from every promotion. :)

I'm going to be a sheep and go watch American Idol now.
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Current Music:Sting - Seven Days
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Time:11:25 am
I was very productive yesterday with dishes and laundry and stuff, so today I'm going to be a bum. Even though I really should unpack the boxes of books we brought from B's old room at his parents' house and put them on the bookshelf his mom brought over for us, and hang assorted stuff on the walls, and keep cleaning out stuff we don't need or want... bah, it can wait for the weekend when I once again have two days off together. Hooray for days off.

I love Sting's music. Love love love. Nobody can ever cover his songs effectively because he just does it right.

And...I just booked our trip to Sweden! :p
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Time:06:07 pm
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