Archive for February, 2009

Feb 23 2009

Itty bitty.

Published by under Photos

Dr. Mom sent a picture of a new calf.  One of her Dexter cows had her first baby, and it is a teeny weeny baby.  Here’s a picture of the baby bull with Mister Ted, one of the Welsh Corgis.

teddyandbull

Dexters are small cows, but for some reason, the tininess of the calf still surprised me.  He looks very sweet.

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Feb 21 2009

Stupid cookbooks.

Published by under In The Kitchen

I don’t know why I listen to recipes when they talk about the time needed to roast meat.  It’s never an accurate time.  For instance, today I have a 1.5 lb. pork tenderloin in the oven, which my cookbook assured me should only need to roast 25 minutes at 400 degrees to reach an internal temperature of 160 degrees.  When I took it out of the oven 25 minutes later, the internal temperature was 96 degrees.  Awesome.

I know how long it takes to roast a pork loin.  Why didn’t I just do what I always do?  Because I trusted the cookbook.  Stupid.

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Feb 16 2009

New boots!

Published by under Computing,Friends,The Man

So, I went to see Mackers yesterday.  And I took over eleventy billion pieces of clothing from my latest closet thinning.  Lucky for me, between her and her daughter, I only went home with four things.  AND a brand new pair of boots that Audi didn’t want but that I really like.  So, everyone wins!

Sorry if you tried to get to the site while it was begging people to install WordPress.  “PLEASE install WordPress!  I feel so alone!  Why won’t anyone listen to me?!”  Actually, the database that runs my WordPress install had become corrupted, so my site had know way of knowing that it already had WordPress installed.  In essence, my site was brain damaged.  I fixed the database.  It should be okay now.  No more begging.

Today, I have to do some laundry.  And I should probably clean something.  The Man did some dishes yesterday while I was gone, so all I have to do is put them away.  I love The Man.

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Feb 15 2009

I feel horky.

Published by under Media,Snippets,Stupidity

Why is it that, whenever I feel nauseous, the only things that will stick in my head are Wayne’s World quotes?

Garth: Um, Wayne? What do you do if every time you see this one incredible woman, you think you’re gonna hurl?

Wayne: I say hurl. If you blow chunks and she comes back, she’s yours. But if you spew and she bolts, then it was never meant to be.

~~~~~

Garth: Hey Phil, if you’re gonna spew, spew into this.

~~~~~

Wayne: Phil, what are you doing here? You’re partied out, man. Again.
Garth: What if he honks in the car?
Wayne: I’m giving you a no-honk guarantee.

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Feb 13 2009

Killing time.

Published by under Snippets,The Man

We had quite a wait in the exam room yesterday, waiting for Dr. F to do everything he needed to do to prep for the IUI.  The Man found one of those circle jobs, where you spin the disc to the right date, and it lines up with other information to tell you when you’ll give birth, or how much your baby will weigh at certain points in its development. I don’t remember the exact dates here, so I’m just filling in stuff, but you’ll get the general idea.

The Man:  OK…if you get pregnant today…by April the baby will be 4 cm long and will weigh one pound.

Me:  ONE POUND?

The Man:  That’s what it says.

Me:  Well, that is one dense baby, is all I’m saying.  4 cm is only this long (holds fingers apart).  You trying to tell me something that small will weigh one pound?

The Man:  It says right here…

Me:  What am I supposed to be giving birth to?  A block of lead?  Are you sure that thing isn’t in…

The Man:  Oh.  Grams.  One gram.

Me:  That’s a little different.

The Man:  (laughing) At nine months, the baby will be 48 cm and weigh 3972 pounds.

Me:  We’re gonna need a crane.

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