Yearly : 2008

Foodstuffs: Hummuses!

Hummus: it tastes like it could almost be bad for you, but it’s much better than cheese.

Not that cheese isn’t freaking awesome.

I usually eat it with unsalted saltines. Which is fun. Should I call them unsaltines? Or just ‘ines?

Anyway:

1 (15.5 ounce) can garbanzo beans, rinsed and drained
1 tablespoons olive oil
1 1/2 garlic cloves, crushed
2 teaspoons cumin
3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
1/4 cup water
Salt, to taste
Hot sauce, to taste

Put all ingredients in a food processor and blend until smooth.

(This recipe is modified from the allrecipes.com “Curried Hummus”)

Dear u know who:

Hello, Alex. ;) It’s nice to hear from you. Thank you for pointing out my past hypocrisies. I make no apologies. I realize that at one time, I decried the fact that people were driving SUVs, and then my parents bought me an SUV and I drove it. That was terrible; I have since amended my ways and sworn off SUVs, although I do, from time to time, realize that my little car might need more space in it to carry all the stuff I like to lug around with me.

And while we’re dredging up past hypocrisies: remember when you were a Republican homophobe? ;)

In any case, I have already voted. I am an absentee voter. I did not vote for Obama; I did not vote for McCain. I voted for an unspecified third party, which means nothing in this state anyway. I think (although I hope I am wrong) that they are both liars and whoever gets into office and then get mired down by the same political bullshit that is drowning this country from the bottom up.

And by the way, Reuters: the fact that I am not voting for either McCain or Obama does not mean I don’t pay attention to the news, nor does it mean that I’m uneducated. It is because, frankly, I don’t trust either one of them. Their stances are tailor-made to polarize according to party lines. If I believed for a moment that either one of them had the balls to do what’s right, I would support him. I don’t see it. It is not my fault that I do not trust politicians. It’s their fault that they don’t deserve it.

Thank you.

The shoe on his foot (no – the other one)

A man in West Hollywood hung an effigy of Sarah Palin in his front yard as a Halloween decoration. Read the story here.

Now, I’m not big fan of Sarah Palin. In fact, I can’t stand her. But I find this in pretty poor taste. I wouldn’t lodge a complaint about it, as it’s just a Halloween decoration, and it would be a practice in futility to try to knock sense into people (and I don’t know if I’m the best person for that particular job, in any case.)

I wonder how this guy would feel if I were to live across the street from him and hang an effigy of him? Or his wife? Or his kids? Is it because she’s a public figure that she’s fair game? What if I wrote “Asian” across a dummy’s chest and hung that? Or “gay”? Or “People who shop at Hollister”? Why would any of those be a hate crime, and his effigy not one? Would hanging an effigy of Osama Bin Laden be widely lauded?

Of course I don’t advocate doing any of these things, but I just wonder what would happen if the tables were turned a bit. I know context is the meat of a statement, but I find it a little…lame.

The Saturday Weigh-Down

The number is still taking a general downward trend, and I’m pretty proud of myself for staying motivated. It helps to weigh myself everyday, since Wii Fit tracks semi-pounds so I can see what works and what doesn’t. Plus, I’ve made sure to adjust my diet so I’m not eating food that’s terrible for me, but I’m not dieting in a way unsustainable in the long run. I’m excited! I’m looking forward to that line dipping down over the next few months. WhoO!

PLUS, this morning I unlocked Wii Woodchopping, which integrates exercise, money, and gaming all at once! READY!?

1. Start Wii Fit. Choose the prolonged Step Exercise. The Wii-mote counts out your steps, even when you aren’t looking at the game on screen.

2. Start Fable 2 and go to work Woodchopping.
(*I dressed my character, Dumpling, in hot pants and a corset, since woodchopping is hard work, and that way the villagers all love me while I chop.)

3. STEP AND CHOP! STEP AND CHOP!

Et VOILA: money, exercise, multi-tasking! Curt loved my idea so much, all he could do was cover his face and quiver all over with the brilliance of his amazing wife. BAHAHH!

;)

* not essential

Foodstuffs: Homemade Pizza!

We made our first pizza on Friday night! Made the dough in the bread maker, which I will probably not use for that again, as it was hard to deal with out of the well since the dough was very wet. Used some “heart-healthy” spaghetti sauce, light mozarella, ham, mushrooms, and garlic. Well – garlic salt, actually. That made it a little saltier than I would have liked, but it was still pretty good.

Plum tuckered

I’m sore all over, but in a good way. First, some good yoga workouts revealed heretofore uncharted muscles on mah body. Then Curt, Paula and I went to Magic Mountain on Saturday. My innards still protesteth a bit after being mixed about, and we all learned a valuable lesson about riding wooden rollercoasters backwards (i.e. DON’T DO IT), but it was an awesome time and I can’t wait until we go back, whee! Hard to believe, eh? I actually like the damn things. It’s just so easy to forget when I’m staring 250 feet up and watching people scream on the way down…

So, last night I picked up the glass of water I kept on my night stand to keep George (who was weaving between some books nearby) from knocking it over with her paw. Shortly afterwards I fell asleep, only to gasp myself awake by pouring it all over my own chest. Curt thought I’d had a nightmare and started saying, “It’s okay, it’s not real, it’s not real!” over and over, until he realized what had really happened. I lay a towel down where the water was, arranged myself perpendicularly at the bottom of the bed, and later on heard George knocking the now-empty glass off the night stand, harmlessly onto the floor. :P

Happy Monday!

*sniff*

They lost. :( I’m a little sad for me, and more sad for them. I have no commentary to make. I just look forward to next season, and another 150+ games of baseball goodness. Curt says we will now move on to hockey, but I suspect my heart is already given away for the year. Goodbye, darling Dodgers! I’ll be looking forward to seeing you in the spring. :)