Month: February 2002

I’m making some beef stew today. I’m not sure why, as it isn’t a “stew” kind of day, but I didn’t have anything else planned for this morning so I decided to try it.

I have to admit I haven’t really made stew before, but I think this one looks okay. I guess I’ll find out when it’s time to eat it. My fear, of course, is screwing something major up, like maybe overcooking it, if that’s possible. Oh well, I’m going to let it simmer a little while longer. If it’s bad, it’s bad. It’s not like I spent $30 on ingredients.

I hadn’t looked at the suggestions in a while so I just went. The first ELEVEN pages are all news programs. In there I have spanish news, The Farm Report (no, they really have that?) and Bush’s Weekly Radio thingy. Good Morning America, Sports News and “Alan Keyes Is Making Sense”

What the hell did I do to deserve this?

I think this changing the fish tank water is going to get old REALLY fast. And if I let it go, that corner of the room starts to smell like wetlands. I could use this as a learning experience for the boy, but I don’t really want to have him write a report on algea.

Another dreary day, but I’m not going to let that get me down (can you just feel the pep talk in the air?) It’s supposed to hit 40, so maybe I can chip away more of the icy driveway from hell.

If nothing else, for my next house I’ll know where the driveway should be located so that stuff melts off it. I’m so jealous of people whose driveways actually get sun on them in the winter.

There’s an ad for Amazing Elastic Plastic on Nick and they say not once, but twice, that you get “two tubes of blow.”

I know someone at the company is giggling in his sleeve at sneaking that past the CEO, but it amuses me much more than the thought of having my house filled with Amazing Elastic Plastic bubbles. Cause the parents in the commercial appear to be thrilled about it. I wonder if it stains?