03:47 am: Random thoughts, or, things that pop in your head when doing dishes
1) I'm lazy because I hate housework. I really want a wife. Someone to cook, clean, do laundry, etc. So I can have time to enjoy what I want to do. I told this to someone at work, and they said adopt a teen. That's what they're there for.
2) My mom's father, Pappy, was a canning plant manager in a small Mississippi town, where she grew up. They used to get and can whole pimmentos. One day Pappy came home to get all of Ma's paring and small knives. He decided that the pimmentos that had small spots or blemishes were going to waste being tossed out. So, he pulled some of the ladies off the line, and had them start paring and cutting and dicing the pimmentos. Bam! sliced and diced pimmentos were born. This was I think during the second world war. He canned the sliced and the diced ones, a short run of a few cases, and what do you know? They sold out! In less than a week.
My mother worked as a secretary for two lawyers "in town". She asked Pappy to let her file a Patent on them, or at least try. He said, "Nah, won't ammount to anything. Less than four weeks later, the same idea showed up in small jars and cans from another brand. My mother could have been a pimmento heiress. ::Sigh::
3) When washing a pizza pan that has holes in it, don't expect the water to sluice off the side that you're rinsing. It's going to go from the sprayer, THROUGH the holes and onto the dry dishes on the dish drain. Idiot.
4) Leaving the testy mutt in the bedroom with a sleeping hubby while the other mutt is in the kitchen with me doing dishes was not a good idea. Half an hour into it, hubby's whistling to get my attention, asking why the hell Mickey was locked up with him, whining. Shit.
5) Looking through BBC America's site, I discovered some returning gems. Primeval is this month, as is Hotel Babylon. Torchwood is sometime this year, with the subtitle of Children of Earth. Robin Hood supposedly returned last month, but it's not on the schedule. Buggers.
Also, two new shows...or new to me. Survivors, about some form of holocaust that mankind has to group together to survive. And, the one that perked my ears up...Being Human, three guys living in a flat, trying to be normal blokes. The picture of the man is hot, and the premise is the three men, one is a ghost, one is a werewolf, and one is a vampire. My cup of tea. Speaking of, I missed the season/series finale of Ashes to Ashes. Grrr. And my other guilty pleasure Bull Run on Speed.
6)Less than a month to the new LKH, Anita Blake book, Skin Trade. All I know is that it's about a serial killer. I wish Laurel would back off on the sex a bit with this series, and get back to the crime solving and such. I enjoyed most of the earlier books with that. I'm sure that the end will justify the means, eventually. She's building up Anita too much for it to peter out. But, our luck, it will be like the wonderful Star Trek epsisodes. Big build up, and whoop, ten minutes to solve the damn thing. Data or Wesley swoops in to save the day.
7) I really, really like this new house, even though the carpets are mostly off white and the back yard is dirt. Do the math...two dogs...dirt, black clay, rains. What do you think the carpets look like now?
8) I am digging Diet Cherry Coke. I have 'become' a 'full on Diabetic' and now have to seriously watch my sugar intakes. I can't really stomach most items that are sugar free. I've been trying some here and there, and the DCCoke has really been fine. So has the Estee Delights Chocolate bars. Smaller than I like, but they do satisfy.
9) I'm reading the New Jedi-Republic-Galactic Alliance series that's happening in the SW "EU". I hate that Lucas popped up and started that Team A vs Team B. Tight control of the timelines, making sure everything fits into continuity, and then he starts the bs. If you didn't want it, why let Timothy Zhan write the fantastic Trillogy way back when? Anyway, the story's leaving me apathetic. More so than usual.
10) Four days off, two paid, and I forgot to take my sleep meds at 9pm last night, makes for a semi cranky Jo at 4am. I should head to bed soon, and slather my hands up with lotion, to offset the icky dried out feeling.
11) IF you are on Facebook, let me know, I have some 'newer' pics of the kids up there.
12) I am mad, sort of. I just found out that Yahoo's shutting down geocities this fall. So, that means I have to go find another craptastic (I love that word) free host to put alot of my stuff on. Or, I could upload to my free business site. Though, I wanted to keep the play and the business separate.
13) My best friend is having to deal with Aging, Senile Parents now. Unfortunately for Gelfling, her parental units are in Kansas. So, Monday is our planned girls go out away from hubby day, then she goes Tuesday up to Kansas to pick up or set up travel to 'bring them home'. I do not envy her the task. That being said though, she has been with me through all the trials of Mom and Dad, and I will do the same for her, to the capacity that I can. After all, we're ohana. At least I think so. Pray to whomever you do, that she stays strong in all this.
14) I'm scared to say work's going good, because every time I say that, shit happens and it goes south for me, or hubby. So I'm not. Just know that I realized the other day, that the Monday after Mother's Day will by my two year unofficial mark. Then a mere three and a half months after that, will be the two year offical mark for me at the Federation.
15) Sprite makes nice snow in your freezer, but it's a sweet sticky mess to clean up. I had ran out of ice, my water was hot, as were the sodas. So, I thought, Stick two cans in the freezer, they'll cool down in about an hour, hour and a half. Ok.
So, I go to the restroom, and as I'm walking TO THE KITCHEN, to retrieve the sodas, I hear a pop in the freezer. I think the water bottle I put in there got jacked up. Nope. I wasn't so lucky. It was...duh duh duh....one of the cans of Sprite. I have a winter wonderland on my freezer. On the walls, on the meat, on the ice trays.
I start laughing like a drunken idiot, while I clean it up. Or try to. The frozen sprite packed like new fallen snow. So here I am, giggling idiot, tossing Sprite snow balls at the piled up dishes in the sink. Some of it is missing, hitting the floor and the dogs are picking it up. Finally, my hands are so frozen I can't take anymore of the clean up, so I decide to retrieve what's left of the soda in the cans and pour it or scoop it into a glass for a slushie or something. Riiigghhtttt!
Grabbing a hand can opener I cut the top off the busted open one, and it scoops and pours out ok into a glass. Hey, this is going easy, I think. I'll just do the same trick with the unopened one, since it's solid too, (and close to bursting open as well) no problem.
Boy was I wrong! So once the can opener cuts into the preassurized can, guess what? Fizzy gyser city. All over me, the dogs, but not, all over the kitchen. Somehow the physics of frozen beverages expelled in cans at high velocity's direction is in proportion to how clean you are, and how dirty your kitchen is. I didn't have to wipe up a counter at all. ME? I was a sticky mess. So, still laughing, with the dogs looking at me like I'm an idiot, I head to the hall bathroom to wipe down with a wet washcloth.
But, I did enjoy the snow Sprite for a bit until it melted back to it's normal fizzy goodness.
I had something else in my head and it's gone now. So I'll sign off.
I bid you peace.
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