Happy Halloween!
Oct. 31st, 2005 05:08 pmDid you know that you can buy bags of ice at Sonic? My nice husband bought me a bag yesterday because I love crushed ice. I love ice, in general, but I try to control myself because no one really likes to hear someone chomping on ice. It's not hard to stay away from anymore because I don't drink from glasses much.. mainly I drink bottled water or pop. I never get that far when I'm in a restaurant because I eat my meal and then drink my beverage, as a rule, and I eat so slowly that by the time I finish eating, I barely have time to have three sips before we leave, and besides, I always have a straw when I'm not at home, and a lid if it's that kind of place. It would be different except for the fact that our water here tastes like ass, and there isn't a filter to the ice maker in this refrigerator. Anyway, this ice is small and crunchy and delicious and it is making me drink an awful lot of pop so I have an excuse to eat more ice.
Btw. Restaurant and refrigerator, both words I can't spell without thinking hard about it, even though I am generally a good speller. (Related: my boss called me a while back to ask me how to spell a word, which started with "i", I'm pretty sure, but I don't remember what it was. Other duties as required.) I have no idea why I have such a hard time with those two words. Did I ever tell you that I came in third place in the school spelling bee when I was in sixth grade? I lost to two eighth graders, but only after the three of us spelled only against each other for a long time. Also.. souvenir. I can spell it now, by golly.
Speaking of words.. there's one English word that M simply cannot remember, and I think it's so cute and funny that I giggle every time it comes up. Condescend, condescending, condescension. His brain is made of teflon when it comes to that word. As a matter of fact, he doesn't even try to think of it anymore. He'll say something like, "He was being so... uhh.. that word I can never remember." Isn't that cute? (One of these days someone is going to bitchslap me and tell me that every little thing that the boy does isn't necessarily precious but I will refuse to believe it; might as well save yourself the trouble and just nod encouragingly.) What brings this to mind just now was that it apparently doesn't work in reverse, as proven yesterday, when I made a joke about him being "that word you can never remember" about something or another. And since it wasn't him looking for the word, he immediately said, "Condescending!" The brain is so weird sometimes.
Trick or treating starts in an hour. Last year, we were visiting family on Halloween and so we missed being home to hand out candy. I bought some chocolate, but I have no idea if we'll actually have any kids coming by. M was supposed to dress up for work today but he didn't.. or rather, he dressed normally and is telling people who ask that he's a supermodel. Or a psychopath, whichever pops to mind. I told him to go to work tomorrow and start going up to people and asking for a dollar... then he could be "a day late and a dollar short" but he did not laugh nearly as much as he should have, for some reason.
Oh, and one more thing. Thanks for assuring me that I don't come across as being anti-family. You might or might not have known why I asked, but if you do, I just wanted to follow up on that by saying that I did not in any way get offended by the original statement. But like any family, sometimes they drive you crazy (especially since I am an introvert, and being around a lot of people, even ones that I love, stresses me out after a while) and so I was honestly curious if that came through more than the part where I think they're fabulous. The person who caused me to wonder seems to be a very nice person and I really don't believe in any way that anything nasty was intended. It just made me think. Just so you know my feelings on the subject.
Anyway, off to make soup and hope that it turns out okay even though I don't have enough half and half. I haven't tried this one, but it's a cheddar vegetable soup recipe from Gourmet magazine that I printed years ago and somehow never got around to. I miss cooking and am trying to get myself back in the habit of cooking real meals during the week. We'll see how that goes.. it's always easier somehow when I've been home all day.
Btw. Restaurant and refrigerator, both words I can't spell without thinking hard about it, even though I am generally a good speller. (Related: my boss called me a while back to ask me how to spell a word, which started with "i", I'm pretty sure, but I don't remember what it was. Other duties as required.) I have no idea why I have such a hard time with those two words. Did I ever tell you that I came in third place in the school spelling bee when I was in sixth grade? I lost to two eighth graders, but only after the three of us spelled only against each other for a long time. Also.. souvenir. I can spell it now, by golly.
Speaking of words.. there's one English word that M simply cannot remember, and I think it's so cute and funny that I giggle every time it comes up. Condescend, condescending, condescension. His brain is made of teflon when it comes to that word. As a matter of fact, he doesn't even try to think of it anymore. He'll say something like, "He was being so... uhh.. that word I can never remember." Isn't that cute? (One of these days someone is going to bitchslap me and tell me that every little thing that the boy does isn't necessarily precious but I will refuse to believe it; might as well save yourself the trouble and just nod encouragingly.) What brings this to mind just now was that it apparently doesn't work in reverse, as proven yesterday, when I made a joke about him being "that word you can never remember" about something or another. And since it wasn't him looking for the word, he immediately said, "Condescending!" The brain is so weird sometimes.
Trick or treating starts in an hour. Last year, we were visiting family on Halloween and so we missed being home to hand out candy. I bought some chocolate, but I have no idea if we'll actually have any kids coming by. M was supposed to dress up for work today but he didn't.. or rather, he dressed normally and is telling people who ask that he's a supermodel. Or a psychopath, whichever pops to mind. I told him to go to work tomorrow and start going up to people and asking for a dollar... then he could be "a day late and a dollar short" but he did not laugh nearly as much as he should have, for some reason.
Oh, and one more thing. Thanks for assuring me that I don't come across as being anti-family. You might or might not have known why I asked, but if you do, I just wanted to follow up on that by saying that I did not in any way get offended by the original statement. But like any family, sometimes they drive you crazy (especially since I am an introvert, and being around a lot of people, even ones that I love, stresses me out after a while) and so I was honestly curious if that came through more than the part where I think they're fabulous. The person who caused me to wonder seems to be a very nice person and I really don't believe in any way that anything nasty was intended. It just made me think. Just so you know my feelings on the subject.
Anyway, off to make soup and hope that it turns out okay even though I don't have enough half and half. I haven't tried this one, but it's a cheddar vegetable soup recipe from Gourmet magazine that I printed years ago and somehow never got around to. I miss cooking and am trying to get myself back in the habit of cooking real meals during the week. We'll see how that goes.. it's always easier somehow when I've been home all day.