Hey GE Followers,
I thought I’d take a step down off my animal rights soap box and blog about a few random topics, well maybe more than a few.
Let’s talk Blizzard. MmmmHmmmm, I had much-o fun-o digging out from the blizzard of 2013, not! Below are some photos of my back door and my truck. The only way I could leave my home was via the front door. Then I had to walk through 3 feet of snow in order to dig out my back door, clear my walkway and eventually dig out my truck. I still cannot feel the right side of my body. I mean, I can see it, so I know it’s there, but suffice it to say it’s numb. I lost track of how many hours I spent Saturday and Sunday digging out but I am ever so grateful for Howie and his plow. Despite protests with SMA during the home purchase process, he was indeed correct when he said, “That driveway is too big to shovel. You’re going to need a snow blower.” Damn! I hate it when he’s right. Speaking of snow blowers, have you seen the prices for a decent one with a bit of muscle? Jee-ZUS! I’m about ready to hold up a Home Deeps (Depot) Thelma & Louise-style. I don’t even want or need the cash in the register, just give me the merchandise.
The hold up (or is it a stick up?) would go down something like this:
Me: “Good morning everybody. This is a robbery. Now if nobody loses their head, nobody will lose their head. Simon says everybody lay down on the floor, right away, right away, except you sir. You’ll have a story to tell your friends, that or a tag on your toe, it’s your decision. Now you take a big shopping cart and place the following items: Leaf Blower, Weed Whacker, Chainsaw (hey, every girl should have one), a couple of shovels, a hose and… well while I’m at it, how about some fencing, a new Lawnmower and that $900+ snow blower you’ve got chained up over there?”
Home Deeps Clerk: “Yes Ma’am”
Me: “Let’s see who wins a prize for keeping their cool. Now you sir, lay back down, thank you. Oh and hey, if you wouldn’t mind, throw in a couple of cans of concrete paint while you’re at it.”
Store Clerk: “Sure Ma’am”
Me: “Thank you, now everybody just stay down on the floor until I leave. Thank you for your cooperation and have a good day.”
And then I drive off into the sunset in my Dodge Ram.
Soooooooooooo guess what I got yesterday? Give up? Braces! Totally stoked about it too. I have wanted braces for so damn long. You don’t even know. You don’t, trust me? Of course, at the moment, the inside of my mouth and lips feel as though they are rubbing up against 220 grit sandpaper. I have been told this “feeling will take some getting used to”. I am also having trouble eating. Normally I’d say this is a good thing but the constant nagging hunger is a real distraction (besides I’m already down 6 lbs from giving up oil and as a result my clothes are hanging off of me). I think until I become used to these here braces, I will be living on vegan protein drinks and Somer’s Green Smoothies. Sunday afternoon, I had made two different soups for my weekly meals, without taking into account that my mouth might be sore. Both soups are chalk-full of veggies which means every spoonful results in vegetable shrapnel lodging between the brackets and the wire which is a total pain in the ass. This stuff cannot be sucked or swished out. It requires a tooth-brush and pick axe. Hmmmmmm, maybe I should consider pureeing these soups with the immersion blender? [Sigh] I am going to have to re-think my food shopping selections. I just hope I don’t lose sight of the fact that all this upfront suffering will lead to positive happy results in the end…of…TWO…freakin’… YEARS! Gulp! Today at work we have been tossing around potential nicknames for me. I’m kind of digging “grill”.
Moving on… Check out my Amaryllis. Aint it perty? I know NittyGrittyDirtMan will appreciate the bloomage. Right Nitty?
I thought y’all might appreciate the follow tidbits of in-for-mas-e-on:
To all my fellow vegans. Let me tell you, Daiya Cheddar Wedge is the F*ing BOMB! Over the weekend, I made a grilled *cheese* sandwich with the Daiya Wedge on Ezekiel Bread with sauerkraut and it was so flipping good I seriously considered licking the plate. I kid you not.
Also, I am completely and utterly addicted to Peanut Butter & Co Dark Chocolate Dreams. And yes, it is vegan. I literally eat spoonfuls of this stuff straight from the jar like an honest to goodness chocoholic. No judgment, mkay?
I am also addicted to Dexter. Currently, I am enmeshed in Season 2 and loving every bit of it. A serial killer who kills criminals? Who knew? I think statues should be erected in Dexter’s honor. I’ve always agreed with George Carlin. Everyone should be allowed to kill 2 people in their lifetime – with sufficient justification of course. At least, I think that’s what he said.
Electronic receipts contain Bisphenol A (BPA) which is a hormone-disrupting chemical. Be sure to wash your hands after handling receipts
And lastly, be sure to rinse your recycling. Items that have food or film on them can be recycled but it’s important to know that recycling systems sill involve human sorting, and stinky, nasty containers are disgusting and inconsiderate. I keep a special barrel just for my recycling under the counter next to my sink. After I rinse an item, I just toss it into bucket (ex, cat food cans). And when the bucket is full, I empty it into my curb-side recycle bin. Done and done.
And lastly, below is a photo of my rescue cat: Mother Teresa exhausted from a full day of shoveling (Shaaaaaaaaa!).