Jesse = hug machine. That's all I'm saying.
Last week, I made pork butt in the crock pot and then threw it in the broiler for a bit. And it was good. We ate it all week with a variety of things.
Yesterday I made lentil stew, which is good to my taste buds, but the baby hated it. I can't figure out if he rejected the tomatoy-ness of it or the chipotle.
Tonight I'm making more pork butt but with black beans. Do I forego the adobe sauce, which will give it plenny of flavor or do I put half in and hope that's NOT what the baby hated?
Giggles N' Hugs = not your thing?
Um, sitting with Jesse. That place kinda scares me. I get it, but.
Kat, I go for suck-it-up for the kid, but I don't live with him. But hey, more for you if he hates it!
Does anybody else find it peculiar that McCain has a commercial where he comes out and says that nobody is doing as well as they were four years ago?
Isn't that more likely to inspire "throw da bums out" than "let's see how this Republican does it!"
I'm not sure McCain grasps the finer points of what the TV commercials are supposed to do.
In not-really-related-to-the-election-but-kinda news, my bro and SiL are in town, and there was a shindig today. He normally brings me his brewpub's newest t-shirt, which (as it's a brewpub) has always been hawking a specific beer. Not any more. The current new t-shirt is a campaign t-shirt with Bartender Kenny on it, screened over an American flag, with the word "Bureaucracy" crossed out and the word "Beerocracy" under it, and "KENNY 08" at the bottom.
It may be my new favorite t-shirt.
Olympics: Holy ass. I can't believe
a woman almost as old as I am won an Olympic medal in gymnastics. Also, I feel really bad for Alicia Sacramone. Poor noodle.
(I should note, the above refers to current US TV Olympics, not actual current Olympics.)
Me, too, Jesse. There's
n way the Chinese woman should have scored higher than her. She landed on her knees, fer crying out loud, a huge deduction.
One would think with my vast knowledge of vampires due to being a BUFFISTA, I'd be having an easier time of this chapter. UGH.
Google chupacabra for inspiration. It's a mexican version of the vamp.
Except McCain also knows that in order to beat Obama he needs to pull in independent voters who aren't going to be swayed by Republican Loyalty and will be influenced by "straight talk" about the state of affairs.
Whatev.
Pork butt, with 1 tsp of adobe sauce and not two + chopped chipotles, is in the cooker.
Well, and there was
the Korean woman landing out of bounds on both vaults. Bullshit, says I.
I hate PBS. They are airing the last of the Inspector Lynley mysteries now. When I need to go to bed. Bastards.