As I mentioned earlier, I made a Thanksgiving dinner (minus the ham) for my parents, and it went off without a hitch. I owe most of my success to allrecipes.com, which I think is the greatest recipes resource, ever. Not only can you search tens of thousands of recipes, you can sort them by rating, and convert [...]
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Monthly Archives: November 2007
Nov 28
Celebrity Fantasy Leagues: Where Britney Spears is Peyton Manning!
Like many offices, mine has a fantasy football league. I’m not in it, because a) it will probably confuse me and b) I don’t really care. I like football, but for me, it’s really about the things surrounding football. Mainly, alcohol and jalepeno poppers. There are very few sports that I’d sit down and watch [...]
Nov 21
Jenn’s House
I love my family. I love them so much, that I am making them Thanksgiving dinner, which I’ve determined involves five 8-oz bars of cream cheese, which makes you think I actually hate my family. Depends on how you look at it.
ANYWAY, if I could be born into any other family, it would have to [...]
Nov 14
Complete with a Lifetime of Guilt!
I just discovered my elementary school has a webpage.
Um, first thing? They completely changed the uniforms. I know what you’re thinking - you public school kids — aren’t all private school plaids the same? You, with your splatter-painted jeans and No Fear t-shirts! NO! I can easily recognize my catholic school tartan out of a [...]
Nov 14
OMG…
Finally, a show for my choir friends.
(Aaaand you can all mock me when they have a marching band version of this show.)
Nov 14
Back to Poo Corner
I was really scared to watch 2Girls1Cup, but like the educated lady I am, I researched what it was about before viewing so I was prepared.
I am much more entertained by all the reactions people are posting on You Tube. Hilarious.
Nov 12
Why Work When You Can Blog?
I was looking forward to Thanksgiving, because it was going to be my first one in two years where I wasn’t working in big-box retail with its day-after-Thanksgiving craziness. Sometime in the summer my mom had suggested that she and dad come to Indy for Thanksgiving. This was fine, because when two people give you [...]
Nov 12
Let Me Hear Your Body Talk (Mine says, “Ow.”)
After the “obese” incident, I’ve been making many a visit to the neighborhood gym. But friends, this isn’t your local rundown YMCA. You will not find old folk lifting 1/2 pound dumbbells and soccer moms peddling lightly on stationary bikes while reading Better Homes and Gardens. This is LifeTime Fitness of Castleton.
While the body-age assessment was free (which, can you imagine [...]
Nov 09
The only bowl I like is the kind that gets passed around. IfyouknowwhatI’msayin.
I went bowling last night.
The friends that have known me for a long time are going, “Wha? Bullshit.” That’s because I never go bowling. I fully understand that bowling is a perfectly well-rounded group activity. And it’s not so much that I hate the sport itself – it’s just that I hate being bad at things in front [...]
Nov 07
Paging Steinem!
I’ve watched like, two eps of America’s Next Top Model (also known as “Top Mod” among my girlfriends) this season. Every year, they always have one or two plus sized models. Even if they don’t take the best photographs, you always root for them, because it’s always gratifying to watch a full-figured woman who oozes [...]
Nov 07
Project Runway remains unaffected, and that’s all that matters.
They say (and by “they,” I mean the one article that I read) that the writer’s strike in Hollywood may lead to a delay in putting Lost on the air — possibly until 2009.
Which sucks. And then I remembered that I can’t remember a damn thing about what Lost is even about anymore.
Nov 06
MAKE IT WORK!
I put this picture of Tim Gunn on my bulletin board at work.
…makes me feel like if he’s always watching over me, I will be sure to produce my best work.
Nov 05
American Blog Posse
The first time I ever went to Indianapolis was with my parents in the mid-nineties. I was in a regional dance competition called “Showstoppers,” or “Highsteppers” or “Tappy Tappers” or something equally absurd-sounding. I was thirteen and had just discovered Tori Amos. (That was just naive enough to NOT notice the phallic mushrooms on the [...]