A recipe and some pictures

I am heading to Destin in a couple of hours and I am pumped up. I have caught a bit of a cold in the last day, of course, and have been asked frequently by my cubicle mate turned illness monitor if I am getting sick. I am this close to yelling "Fuck You" at the top of my lungs. Luckily have a modicum of class. Anyhoo I feel the ocean air will be good for whatever I got. Plus I am looking forward to stretching out on the beach with nothing much to do for the next 4 days.

So who likes bananas out there in the blogosphere?? Here is a terrific and easy looking pie recipe that I found which melds the flavors of toffee and banana into a pie. Fabulousness in a pie tin. Recipe found here.

I am only going to post one photo since my internet connection is acting up. You might be wondering if I am taking the B dawg with me, but I have to sadly announce that I am not. However, she is going to her second favorite household in the world. The one that contains her 2 favorite mammals, David and Hobie. I know she will have her own little mini vacation there and maybe she will chill out with a bit since most of her life spent with me is worrisome.

#16 is now checked off.... sort of and a recipe!

So I am back, better than ever, though I will soon be leaving you again to go on a bachelorette filled weekend of debauchery and gumbo in Destin. "Gumbo" you ask? I will be hitting up The Boathouse multiple times to get my fill of oysters and gumbo in a super scenic environment.



This past weekend's festivities weren't all that exciting. A couple of friends and I got together for a lazy (i.e. cheap) night of potluck food and a movie. For dinner I threw together a delicious Mexican casserole (See bottom of this post for the recipe). Later that night I met a college friend out for some drinks and a close up look at how the melting pot of Atlanta melds. That pot was seen at the Majestic at around 2:30 in the am.

I had to wake up early in the morning so that I could have time to pick up my nephew and get my biscuit on before Synagogue. Oh yes, getting my biscuit on at the Red Barn could mean other things, but in this case it means I didn't fast for the holiest of Jewish holidays, Yom Kippur. Despite the fantastically huge biscuit that I downed that morning I hope I get back in the good book.

So back to the Saturday morning at hand. This is the first time I have sat for my nephew since he started eating solid food- He's now 3. Obviously it's been awhile. When I told my brother that babysitting Ben is one of the things on my list of 30 x 30, he immediately jumped on the offer so that he could go to the UGA game unhindered by a 3 year old with a very short attention span. After I picked him up, he kept chattering away in the back seat about going to Synagogue. He was pumped. Little did he know what was ahead. We made it to the 'gogue late because I had to pick my mother up. I went to sit with the boy at the children's service while my mom headed to the adult service. Ben stayed fairly quiet for 10 minutes before he informed me he had to use the restroom. We went to the bathroom and he used it. Back out to the children's service. I gave him his toy cars to keep him quiet. He did well other than the slight kablooms and kablams he whispered when crashing his toy truck into my hand or the chair in front of us. 15 minutes later he has to go the bathroom again. I thought this kid was lying, but took him any way. Dude dropped an adult sized deuce in the toilet and then wanted me to wipe his ass and flush for him. It made me gag a bit. I don't think I am cut out for this mothering business. Second time out of the bathroom we went back to the service but i could tell the boy was getting restless. I decided to forgo the rest of the service and get him out to the playground stat. We played for a bit then my mom took over. I went back in the 'gogue and suffered through about 20 minutes of service before my mom was back asking me to take Ben home. I was pumped. I didn't get chewed out for telling my mom I didn't want to go to services this year, but I also didn't really spend that much time in services. It made me happy.

The rest of the day went along well. Ben and I played. I watched Sixteen Candles while Ben took a nap. I ate dinner with my brother. All in all a good day with only one ass wiping and I can now scratch one thing off my list. Only 29 more to go. I didn't want to tell my brother, but I do plan on offering up my services a couple more times this year. Unfortunately now is the time I would typical show you some pictures I snapped of Ben, but I forgot to bring my camera. I guess you will have to amuse yourself with a couple of old photos of the boy.







Mexican Casserole:
Ingredients or whatever you have in your pantry that is fairly mexican or tex mexie:
-Corn tortillas
-Can of black beans
-Cooked, shredded chicken
-Jar of salsa
-Cheese
-Can of Rotel

Method:
Make sure you lightly cover the bottom of the casserole dish with salsa before you start. Layer items starting and ending with corn tortillas. Throw a bit of salsa in the middle of the layers and on the top of the tortillas. Top with cheese. Bake at 350 degrees for about 15 minutes or so. Enjoy!

Blah

I have a major case of the blahs. I have been in a bitchy mood for days now and all I feel like doing is hiding out under my duvet. Is that bad? My incessant mouth diarrhea has kicked in to high gear and I have been feeling guiltier than usual on the seemingly bitchy things that stream out of my mouth when surrounded by friends. I hope they all realize that the way I word sentences has a tendency to be a bit harsh when I really don't mean it like that. I think I need to take a long vacation alone, without animals or work, to do nothing at all, and relish in the solitude. I think it would probably do me and my psyche a whole lot of good.

30 by 30

I am now 29. My birthday went over without a hitch and with a lot of beer. There were some good times that were had at the saloon/dance club/sports bar known as The Palace Saloon in Fernandina Beach. I even got to dance to my favorite song of 2010.. I'm on a boat. Love it. The weekend at the beach with my friends was one of the better times I have had in the past couple of years so I am glad everyone made it. This wasn't why I brought you here though. Actually you brought you here so ignore that. The reason for this post is to come up with a list of 30 things to do before I turn 30 years old next September 3, 2011. So my list is below.

30 by 30

Health and Fitness
1. Lose 20 lbs. I would prefer to lose 30, but we shall see - I've lost 15. Does that count?
2. Hike a piece of the Appalachian Trail
3. Work out on a regular basis
4. Run two 10Ks
5. Run the ING half again **This is out- missed the race:( **
6. Spend a day biking

Travel and Home:
7. Take a road trip with no destination in mind
8. Go camping
9. Go to South Africa
10. Have a “just the girls” weekend - semi-did.. I was supposed to do this on my 30th birthday, but that got "rained" out. Instead I had a staycation with some girlfriends.
11. Spend a day taking pictures of Atlanta
12. Go to the Cotton Picking Festival- it’s been a couple of years

Relationships with Family, Friends, and Others:
13. Visit a nursing home
14. Volunteer at the food kitchen
15. Have a “theme” party at my house
16. Babysit Ben
17. Pay for someone behind me in the drive through line
18. Don’t say anything negative all day

Be Selfish/ Finish Things That Need to be Done:
19. Buy all new underwear - just because
20. Get fitted at Saks and buy new bras
21. Write a will
22. Paint my kitchen **Painted the cabinets and stuck on new hardware**
23. Redo my front yard
24. Finish putting my house in order- there is still no art on the walls of the bedrooms.
25. Stain the back deck

Other:
26. Give away something I own
27. Take a cooking class
28. Try baking something complicated
29. Try making a pizza from scratch
30. Learn how to can

The Good "Shit"

So as many of you know, or none of you, I do not have cable. I would rather spend money on pointless shit like expensive food or lottery tickets. I never buy lottery tickets, but I figured I was bound to be lucky if I purchased some during my birthday week. Sadly enough $5 just went down the drain...And now I remember why I don't buy lottery tickets. The main reason is that I went through a brief period of scratch off purchasing after hearing a friend say his friend won $500 off of those $20 scratch offs that you can then mail in and possibly win by a drawing. I spent $140 on 7 scratch offs within one months time and didn't win a damn thing. Perhaps I shouldn't gamble.

Anyways, back to the set up at hand. So I don't have cable which means I miss a lot of horrible TV and some really good "shit"- like The Jersey Shore (yeah right) or Tosh.0. Since I miss a lot of good "shit" I have to live vicariously through friends and hope that they share good "shit" with me. That good "shit" can either be told, which is never as funny, since it is really a time and place type thing, or the good "shit" needs to be forwarded to me so that I can get my fill of good "shit" in person without needing to pay $30 to watch. Luckily some of my friends come through, which is how I got to view some good "shit".

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