Punk Rock 101...

It's stupid...contagious to be broke and famous...can someone please save us?!?!?!?  Now I just totally want a pair of Vans.., oh, and sweatbands...I do like those..they are rather cute and such...regardless...Bowling for Soup...I had forgotten they existed...am I sooo sorry I had..1985...High School Never Ends..Why Don't I miss You...man..it rocks even more than knee socks...

"Ya know, Mama...all we need is love and beer!  Merely an observation..."

Aside from this GEM, aka Bowling For Soup, which we re-discovered on The You Tube...we did work, went to DEQ and actually found time to cook...Yup...shocking, I know...I am truly hoping you were seated for this paragraph..perhaps I should have provided a little warning...it's all in the Paragraph, and not the Photograph...is it not???  hahahaha..now only Weezer fans will get that one!

Yeah...DEQ...an hour and a half of my life I'll never get back..Clean air..totally overrated..and after staring at that sign for 90 minutes, I wanted to burn tires...just so the air wasn't clean...I passed..barely...I did need to whip out my switch-blade comb..a desperate act..It worked!...shhhhhh....I promised that DEQ guy my lips were sealed... hmmm...hahahahaha

Tonight's meal...please have a seat...I'll be polite this time around..as these words are coming directly from an omnivore with severe carnivoristic tendencies, and I emphasize severe.....TOFU!!  It's great...like Kung Fu..and Hong Kong Phooey, the number one super guy!..I sooo want a Phooeymobile!  It would aid in my crime fighting..I already have a cape and such..shhh..

Tofu, Rice Vinegar, Soy Sauce, Garlic, Honey, Sesame Oil, Crushed Red Pepper, Carrot, Shiitake Mushrooms and Red Pepper..oh, and stock..absent from this photo, obviously..

Proceed to chop up the vegetables..again...chop and hop...this Bowling for Soup...SO worthy of a hop...and a bootie shake even!  Almost the equivalent of that world tour from 2005..shhh....For reals...

The perfect way to spend an evening..well, especially when your social calendar is empty..yup..my neanderthal holiday boyfriend was a little worn out...no worries...besides, I needed to practice being the Girl All The Bad Guys Want..hahahahaha...since I know SO many bad guys!  tisk-tisk..I could use a 40..oh, and maybe a nose ring..and fishnets..make that 40 of the Old E variety...tee hee..seriously..I have had way too many of those...again, I'll spare you the horror...

Peppers and carrots sauteed for three minutes in none other than...the Skillet of Justice...again...Mr. Jones...your spectacular voice has been requested...a tad bit of an over-kill..however..I cannot pass up opportunities such as these...I was speaking in regards to the use of my skillet...just to clarify...not that James Earl Jones appears at my doorstep every time I bring out my SOJ...if I were that lucky with celebrities showing up every time I mentioned their name...Darren Chriss would be a permanent fixture at the Headwaters...AND I woul d SOO not be blogging...seriously, trust me....and if that were the case, I'd totally have to give Billie Joe a call..fo' sho'!!

Again...we're going to saute...yeah..I am still using my Google Fu to find institutions which facilitate the ability to rehabilitate those with a saute disorder..it is rather unusual..I'll keep you posted..and once I enter the aforementioned program...you'll know...you'll be the FIRST to know..I am a sharing kinda gal and such...

Add 1/4 cup stock, honey, soy sauce, rice vinegar and crushed red pepper...to your mushroom and garlic mixture...allow it to reduce a bit...looks like a gigantic paisley, does it not???

Mix everything all together and allow the flavors to meld...to blend..to become friends and such..this can all go on while you prepare your tofu...and perhaps do a little kung fu..it is TOTALLY up to you..your call...I'm not a bossy kinda gal...nope...

Marinate sliced tofu in a tablespoon of soy sauce and sesame oil...you will be so grateful later...yup...

If you do not possess a grill or grill pan, continue by broiling your marinated tofu..

While all of these shenanigans are taking place...you'll need to be working on your rice..the side dish...an important and key player to the dish..and rice can be quite a player...like, ummm..I do know the answer...it IS on the tip of my tongue....

Rice, Chicken Stock, Cashews, Green Onions

Brown your rice in a little bit of butter..the butter, which I did not feature in the prior photo...again...I am a total WIP and filled with flaws...but I am certain you didn't even notice, as this photo is the most enthralling thing you've probably ever seen...it's like witnessing open heart surgery or a miracle or Halley's comet..yup..I just KNOW it is THAT exciting..I can sense it...the nose twitching...it never stops...will you need to enter a witness protection program????  In case the rice has questions and such???...looking out for you, and only you!  I am thoughtful!  Yup...

Cooked Rice, Chopped Cashews and Green Onions..(a little blog secret, and keep this on the DL...the cashews really were NOT chopped...I beat the heck out of them while they were in a ziploc bag..shhh...my reputation would be destroyed...I can't take a risk of that nature..however it was much easier than chopping..have you ever tried to chop cashews with a knife???  Total mess!  hahahahaha...like me! again, the jesting continues...)

The moment which I am sure you never thought would arrive...what you have awaited for ..with bated breath...like The Merchant of Venice...  I am rather humble, too!  And Shylock..Morlock..they are rather similar...hmmm...Our meal...

Tofu steak with shiitakes and vegetables...

The evening has been long..eventful..fun..adventurous... and Bowling for Soup...AWESOME in every respect...All we need is some ice cream and a hug, especially from one whom resides on the east side...tee-hee...AND...With parted lips and bated breath I am sure you have hung upon every word and have been ghastly fascinated by this tale...AKA my blog...hahahahaha...and THANK YOU Mark Twain!!!  Goodbye Friend...another great song...I wanna be like Hong Kong Phooey...for reals!  Please join us tomorrow...it is all about a lot of things......I hope you have the time of your life...I really do...it is unpredictable...but in the end is right..

Soup Dragons...

I totally had forgotten they existed..again...the wonders of The You Tube never, ever cease to amaze...and truly I'm Free and it IS a Divine Thing...in addition to the fact I did make soup tonight!  Great songs BTW....Could anything be more befitting...relevant.. germane..material..pertinent...???  I think not!  And to think I had previously mentioned nothing good ever came from the early 90's..I stand corrected!  Well...perhaps I became a tad caught up in the excitement...there were those perms, and acid wash denim and penny loafers and sweatpants, oh, and slap bracelets and..alright..I'll stop..I may have been a little overzealous...yeah, perhaps the early 90's weren't all that great after all...hmmm...but great songs...by the Soup Dragons...

"Oh, Mama..Stop!  Collaborate and Listen......It's HammerTime.. HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA..now where on earth did I put my digital watch????"

Alright...where were we...anyhoo...I did acquire a new toy...something rather humor-filled..yeah...were you curious..is it killing you???  Not necessarily the item itself, but the packaging...and you know I am a very astute observer in regards to packages and such...yup...can't help myself...WIP, my friends..

I SO totally want to be a deliquent WITH a comb...a switch-blade comb, in fact!  It IS so drama fillled!  Shocking...Wild inducing!  I do possess this comb...however, I am not guilty of a misdeed or an offense, nor do I have any overdue obligations...well, maybe a library book or two, shhh.....Huh...However, I still really wanna be one..., a delinquent, that is....shhh...again, I blame the packaging...it is rather alluring..or perhaps the fact that it is unabridged...that's it!  Yup...I was going to use it to comb my legs...it is winter time...fo'sho'!  hahahahahaha... razor, what razor????  I'm totally kidding...maybe..

"You're losing me, Mama...yawn, and can we throw in a sigh...there are a multitude of things I could disclose at this juncture....darn that NDA!  You were rather sneaky to coerse me into signing that stupid thing...I could have made millions!..Millions, I say!"

Again, I did teach her the beauty of embellishment...oh, and smoke and mirrors..that is how I maintain my role on television on the new version of 90210...oh, and how I still have Darren Chriss wrapped around my little finger...tisk-tisk...

Apologies, my friends...we were wound up this evening...regaining control of your very own apartment and not being fixed up with waiters and random guys at bars by your mother can have that affect...heee and throw in a tee...We did cook...nothing nearly as fancy as I was planning on cooking...but, it did take quite a bit to restore order...

At this point we are only at 75%....so, to put things into perspective..if you were to visit...you would most definitely need to use the bathroom down the block at the Chevron...but we are THISCLOSE...I need one more day, at least...I am certain the Green Day world tour 2005 will really help out...yup!  Oh, and Boys Don't Cry...

"It's Just Like Heaven, isn't it, Mama?!?!?!?!?!  Now let me out!"

This evening we had mushroom soup..simple..easy...it required lots of mincing and dicing and such...right up my alley..I needed that...mincing and dicing is relaxing...for reals!  You get Lost in My Mind...LOVE that song!

Chicken stock, butter, flour, cream, shallots, thyme, garlic, mushrooms...

The beauty of this step is that you can totally shake bootie and mince and chop...and slice and dice...no fingers, of course...but it is quite relaxing...for reals.I kid you not, and I speak from experience...

Saute...yeah, I DID say that out loud...we are addicted to the world of saute...perhaps we should enter rehab...for saute addicts and such...hahahaha..oh, no...just kidding..we seriously have larger issues..again, I am rather certain that would be another blog or a VH1 reality show...hahahahaha...Regardless...butter, shallot and garlic...

Add the mushrooms which you minced earlier...if you are a true Oregonian, you'd use something seasonal, no doubt...I was lazy, did not want to venture into the Tillamook Forest, nor up to the house..so the Fred Meyer had to suffice..no complaints...nah..not really..and you know I never complain!

Add chicken stock (not pictured) and then add a little cream..I also added some cream cheese, as cream cheese makes everything better..an impromptu maneuver..whimsical..but, I am that kinda gal..shhh...I blame my switch-blade comb...for reals!

I decided a little toasted bread would best accompany a nice, warm soup...and I happened to have bread at my disposal...go figure!

Butter +Bread+Skillet=Deliciousness

Equations rock, whether they be algebraic or linear or functional or differntial or integral or foodical (I made that last one up..is it obvious???)

Mushroom Soup!  It was delicious!

We were a little out there tonight..I blame excitement...I did want to prepare something a little fancier...but time slipped away...It was Monday...following a holiday..I have a MILLION excuses...You are the one heart's desire..I could have sworn you were an angel..heck, you could have even been an angle...tisk-tisk...and will love you whether you come from a mesothermal or microthermal climate...I do have an open mind...I am that kinda gal!  We'll be here tomorrow...I am free to do what I want, to be what I choose...ah, the You Tube...yup!  Have a great evening!!!  We'll see you tomorrow..I hope...We shall pay tribute to those who are a hoot and whom are cute...and you know who you are...darn that East side!! ;-)

Men Are From Mars....

Wow...and oh, dear...has it been a long, over-indulgent weekend to say the least.  Only six hours, forty minutes and fifteen seconds until we head to the airport and my mother returns to Pennsylvania...but who's counting!?!?!?!  tisk-tisk...Again, I jest..well, maybe...you DO know how I like to be ambiguous...it's convivial...my new hobby in fact!

"So, Mama...does that mean we don't have to sleep on the couch???  And we can enjoy our new 700 thread count sheets???  I'm so excited!"

Yup...order shall be restored on the west side...this pit, formerly known as my apartment, shall again be organized.  I have learned that a one-bedroom is hardly enough room for two women with too many boots...I also have learned a few other things...and, yes, I do plan on sharing...'cause that IS the kinda gal I am...thoughtful and articulate and such...it must be your lucky day!

In an attempt to counter-act our massive food consumption, we went to the esplanade for a walk...however, it's 'too long....'  We shall leave it at that for now...

Again, this evening's blog is a little out of the ordinary as I have not cooked in four days...but, re-addressing the restoration of the aforementioned order, tomorrow we'll be back to our routine, and cooking from our Cooking Light Magazine...or eating pictures of food I have drawn on paper...whichever has fewer calories..tee-hee...

Saturday night 'date'...I didn't want to do it, but again, desperate times...I was a little apprehensive about debuting my neanderthal at a fancy restaurant...however, as it turns out, that was the least of my worries...

It was my mother with whom I should have been worried...she tried to fix me up with our waiter...rather insistent, in fact...and he knows my entire life story...lucky me...yup...never again will I be able to return to Nel Centro..and it's a shame..the food was fabulous!  Check it out...

Mediterranean Mussels with Hot Coppa and Marinara...yum!

Spiedini of Grilled Shrimp with Sicilian Citrus Salad...scrumptious..an Italian take on skewers...I am here to educate..again, I am conciliatory...FYI...hahahaha

Warm Hazelnut Crusted Goat Cheese with Peperonata...makes me wanna run out and get a goat...just to make my own cheese...it can't be that difficult, can it????  Besides, I'm sure goats make great pets...Umm...I'd probably better review the terms of my lease first...I'll get back to you on that one...

I suppose sometimes it is just best to step away from the martini...words of wisdom from the Lone Foodie..again, I'm filled with wisdom..I'm willing to take a quiz, even...try me!  Fortunately...a very sweet and dear friend rescued me...and we had cocktails at My Father's Place...it was a total hoot!  Little, no make that a big finger clap for the Garden State!

"Mama...I love it downtown...Can you do kickstands until you hurl???  Merely curious, of course..."

How was THAT for a Saturday in Portland...and I left sooo much out...it is OK if you feel the need to exhale...then breathe a gigantic sigh of relief...respiration is a good thing...take in a little oxygen and give out a little carbon dioxide..it's a natural process...doesn't hurt...Oh, and yeah, I do believe in TMI, which is why I provided highlights only...like SportsCenter!

My marathon weekend-date with my neanderthal continued into Sunday...he's getting a little grubby..I believe from being stuck in my purse..I'm kinda malevolent in that respect...shhh....don't let the other neanderthals know...just in case...can't be too careful, no????  I may need another date..tisk-tisk...

Salvador Molly's...love that place!  So did my 'date.'  Again, we consumed way too much delicious food...luckily, we had a waitress...so there was no match-making going on...and I can go back there in the future!  hahahahahahaha...

Cheesy Poofs..I love, love, love these things!  I could eat them every night of the week...

Tiki-Tiki shrimp with mango relish and mango slaw...oh, and yellow rice...you are salivating right about now...I am certain...I know these things..

We returned to the apartment to wind down our evening....keep things on the DL, so to speak...I'm fairly certain Portland has had enough of us..and our shenanigans...for a good twelve months, at least..But we did stop at Baskin Robbins for banana splits...my jeans hate me right about now...shhhhh....

This was absolutely fabulous..well, I still have half of it in the freezer..but not for long..winkety-wink!

I have had little opportunity to listen to music at a volume with which I am accustomed, but that too shall change soon...thank goodness!  As will my cooking and things in general.  It has been a hoot..this past weekend..for the most part....and the massive amount of time spent with my neanderthal 'date' has taught me quite a bit...Men are from Mars...so that means women are from Venus...however, the language spoken is universal...black is black and white is white..and it is hard for one to possess the ability to understand that some things cannot be changed...that they just need to be accepted...I don't like that..not one bit...c'est la vie sucks, no???  As always, I appreciate your visit...Gratitude is the best attitude...and Raditude rocks!!  and it's all about the benjamins!

The Bounty Hunter

This evening's post ...  bizarre...curious...eccentric...irregular...kooky...off-the-wall...outlandish and rather out of the ordinary!  Were you expecting anything less from a spacey, strange, uncommon and unconventional kinda gal...I do reside on the west side in case you had forgotten...hahahahhaha...we DO have these propensities...

"Oh, Mama...you are a flaky and funny freak...but I still love you!"

She is my sweet pea...I have trained her well..hahahaha...and she is able to accept and tolerate so much...and I specifically make such a statement in reference to my 'date' for this evening...it is the holiday weekend...dates for certain occassions are imperative and necessary..

Again, I am a shy sorta gal...would never dream of being bold enough to ask out a complete stranger....however, desperate times DO call for desperate measures....I swallowed that last micro-gram of pride I possessed...when I saw this creature from across a crowded room...Our eyes locked...I was instantly fixated on this subspecies of a homo sapien...my date...my neanderthal...Norm...

He is hardly normal...but, again...there is very little normal anything in these here parts...nope..none..nada... I was a tad disappointed with him in general...he could use a little sun exposure...perhaps I should hook him up with "The Situation" for some tanning advice...merely a consideration..a thought to ponder....

Regardless of his current appearance...we did venture to The Bounty Hunter...an awesomely terrific dive bar with great food not far from my apartment....

We became a little cozy in our booth....not too cozy, mind you...he was considerate and such...but, again...his paleness..not that there's anything wrong with that, mind you..I was just having some personal issues getting past certainly obvious flaws...he was a little grouchy as well...I don't have time for grouchy...if I wanted grouchy..I would have taken Oscar to the Bounty Hunter...although..when it comes to the Bounty Hunter, it really IS all about the Benjamins...and cozy couches...not quite the same without...nope...just sayin'!

We enjoyed a few vodka tonics...he wasn't much of a drinker...however, they were absolutely delicious!  Vodka tonics are totally worthy of a little bootie shaking...BUT, we were in a public place...the shaking of said bootie only occurs in the privacy of apartments and such...regardless of what spectacular music may be playing...the practice of restraint may be necessary...well, totally necessary...

"Couples Night"  Hahahahahaha...I have absolutely zero idea whom is off to my left..I blame Norm..he invited them over to our table...he is rather suave in that regard..but, again, NO idea!  Nor do I know why our arms are around one another...shall we blame the vodka tonics???  Yup!  hahahahahaha....JK.....they are totally my sisters...whom shall remain nameless...(are ya happy Leigh Ann and Amy??  You have been exposed on the world wide web..for all to see!)...tisk-tisk...

We proceeded to eat a TON of food...which is downright unhealthy and fattening and delicious and bad for you and indulgent and 100% not cooked by me, The Lone Foodie..but that makes sense, as I was not alone...so there was no need to cook...tisk-tisk..hence my suprisingly unthinkable and unusual post this evening...from an irregular and whimsical west-sider...whom happened to have a date with a neanderthal this evening...shhh....and I sense a joke here...the nose twitching...I'll let it go, for now...

You can't beat a soft pretzel with fake, disgustingly gross..uber-yellow cheese...and check out those perfecly manicured fingernails! 

Fish sandwich with fries and tartar sauce of the regular and chipotle variety..again..yum..

Fried mushrooms...anything, in my book, covered with tempura batter and deep fried is absolutely delicious!  Mushrooms included!!

Chicken caesar salad with grilled romaine...Borderline speechless..and I am never, ever speechless..I typically have way too much to say...this was very awesome...I love grilled lettuce!

This evening's meal was the consequence of a visit by my mother...thanks, mom...A family photo of sorts..however, I do NOT feel my impromptu, last-minute neanderthal 'date' is considered family...sorry Norm..you will NOT have a Christmas stocking and such, so get over it now...and you'll be subjected to a life in the kitchen if you choose to stay...you'll be right next to my gigantic pencil, of course..(he really is an eraser...get it???)...hahahahahahaha

We wound the evening down with a little cinnamon-flavored whiskey...ouch...oh, and yum...it is THE perfect winter drink...rather tasty...And it led my 'date' to think he'd be getting a goodnight kiss...much to his chagrin...I was willing to accept only one kiss..

A sweet and precious kiss from my sweet and precious E.V.!  She rocks!  Like knee socks and Green Day and boys...from whom I would be willing to accept kisses and such...winkety-wink...

Thank you for joining us on this roller coaster of disaster..hahahaha..not really, considering I didn't even cook this evening..tisk-tisk...Neanderthals make horribly inconsiderate dates...The Bounty Hunter is a hoot...but not quite without a certain some one...700 thread count sheets are apparently rather important...The Green Day world tour 2005 will never, EVER become old..and now I want a black belt with little silver rivets...is that bad???  Have a great evening, my friends!  I'm out of witty remarks...exhausted, one might say...again..we shall return..may the force be with you!

"The Thanksgiving Situation"

Pull up a chair my friends....make some pop-corn....it's the Holiday Special!  Almost, well perhaps in fact, THISCLOSE, to being better than football!  hahahaha...SOOOO totally not!  Again, my affliction with embellishment..all smoke and mirrors...I practically had you fooled, no???  But, you're way too smart for that!  We had Thanksgiving dinner at my sister's house...

Now this person may or may not have grown up with me..may or may not be a tad younger than me...may or may not have co-hosted the holiday...may or may not be my sister...and may or may not hate my guts at this point in time...I just LOVE the ambiguity of it all...exciting...like riding in a car on one of those popular amusement park rides with the specialized railroad system which possesses inversions...

"Oh, Mama!  I totally recognize her...but your 'secret' is safe with me!  She is awfully nice!  Why couldn't I come to dinner????  So unfair!"

Well...I had a hot date, so to speak....I'm never typically this forward, nor do I approach complete strangers at The Walgreens...however, time was running out.  We were a block away from our destination and I was in desperate need of a Thanksgiving date...not my first choice..but..he was a boy...no toy as was claimed on the back of his T-shirt...but..

"The Situation" from Jersey Shore!  I was immediately attracted by his impudency...who actually lifts up their shirt and directly points at their abdominal muscles????  After my hysterical laughing fit, I was able to form complete sentences and offer a formal invitation, which he did accept...whew...........hahahahahahaha

He was well received by all of the meal guests and he did make himself at home...thank heavens he didn't eat very much....however, his conversational skills were rather lacking...I don't go to the gym....I don't tan, just burn..AND, I HATE laundry!  So, basically, aside from the tremendously minor physical attraction...I emphasize tremendously minor....there was nothing...

He did wait patiently for me to be seated...bonus points for that maneuver!

He then tactically placed himself off to the side...thus allowing enjoyment of the meal...I was suspicious the entire time...It was almost scheming and deceitful...can't quite explain...his skills were quite lacking BTW....however, the cashew gravy was divine!

"Goodness gracious, Mama!  I'm sooo hungry...will you please talk about the food.  Isn't that why we are here in the first place???  I'm really beginning not to like this Situation fella..."

Shall we focus on my contributions to this Thanksgiving feast...it consisted of three dishes...chanterelle mushroom stuffing, honey mustard brussels sprouts and pecan pie...

I retrieved a pound of mushrooms from the house...again, I am soooo glad I don't live there any longer...I almost began to cry at the mere thought...you are viewing hours and hours of cleaning...and orange-stained finger nails....ahhhhhhhhh...

Stuffing Components:  Vegetable stock (which I made earlier in the week), butter, onion, olive oil, garlic, sage, eggs and parsley...and if you are a total idiot...forget to buy fresh parsley...ugh...

The key to the stuffing...a little secret which I will share with the entire world wide web..but just this once..croissants..they make for the best stuffing...I threw in a bit of baguette...never hurts...well, unless you slice your finger with a serrated knife...that DOES hurt, again...I know from first hand experience...

Saute..we always seem to saute, do we not???  Again..bootie shaking and the act of saute go hand in hand...and again, Green Day and bootie shaking go hand in hand..I sense a trend...and my nose IS twitching...and it is fun to saute and shake in the company of some Green Day..ummm, yeah...it rocks..like boys and those $100 bills...

"For reals, Mama...speaking of $100 bills...we gots to get those benjamins!  I know my stuff!!  Winkety-wink...."

Combine the mushroom mixture with your cubed bread and cook for approximately 40 minutes...350 degrees...

At this point you can move along and focus on brussels sprouts...the bee's knees in my book...I'm all about those green vegetables...ummm..and yum...hmmmm..like, oh, I know..wait...I do know the answer!

Brussels sprouts, dijon mustard, honey, butter, garlic powder and cayenne (the two latter components were not pictured...again, you do realize I am special...and not necessarily in a good way)..your patience is continually appreciated..

Roast in a 400 degree oven for 30 minutes then toss with your honey-mustard mixture...divine...like wine...and gin..hahahaha...not that gin rhymes, but it does taste like pine needles..and pine DOES rhyme...but I'm not a huge gin fan...and gin does not make for a very tasty strawberry daiquiri...and I TOTALLY know what I'm talking about here, folks...seriously...

Enough, enough about rhyming and gin and such...our pie!  One can never forget the pie!  A baked dish consisting of pastry dough filled with sweet ingredients...sweet like lots of things..we'll leave it at that for now...it's been a long evening...and I have a long list...sorta..well...kinda...maybe...we'll leave it at that...I can name other thing/things that are sweet...how's that????  Being cryptic...tenebrous, one might say...hmmm..is a hoot!

Pecans, sugar, vanilla, eggs, Karo syurp and butter...oh, and a pie crust...which I did not feature...I can't make a pie crust..again, ANOTHER inadequacy to add to my ever-growing list...so, at this point we will not have poached eggs with salsa and pie...I know I'm forgetting a few others...but...

Mix all of your ingredients..as I have professed in the past...they do NOT complain...nope!  Not one bit...the beauty of it all...and the quiet cooperation...blissful...

The unbaked pecan pie...bake for 60-70 minutes...I did have a photo of the final pie...but it's lost in cyberspace somewhere, no doubt...It was delicious, however!  Sugar makes the world go 'round...well...amongst other things..I do have a list...rather long..I shall refrain...your holiday gift of sorts...tisk-tisk...

The evening did wind down..and "The Situation" came over to the apartment..at my mother's insistence...

"The Sit" in "The Kit!"  Hahahahaha...Get it???  Anyone who flaunts any sort of feature in that manner is staying in the kitchen.yup...No time for the drama...or his tanning stories...

We are headed off...to where, is unknown...my mother has taken over the apartment...I'm sleeping on the couch...which is conducive for certain activities...just not sleeping...it's more of a 'love ceat.'  Get it???  Not big enough to be a couch, but too big to be a love seat...  Hahahahahhaha...I DID come up with that one all by myself...Sleep deprivation...we've been up since 5am...I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving....Beware of Invisible Cows....And remember...James Clavell said it best, Only by living at the edge of death can you understand the indescribable joy of life...my mother IS in town..teehee...apropos..no???