Saturday, April 21, 2007

Here She Comes...

So much for "World Peace"

Friday, April 20, 2007

Wordless? Not Me!

About a month ago I happened upon Caveblogem and his wonderful word analysis. I immediately knew I had to have one, and thankfully, he humored me! Here is what he had to say:

"With a sample of 24,994 words taken (February 19 - April 10, 2007) from her blog, Ms. Maggie Moo Talks 2 U, added 652 words to the database. What sort of words? This cloud shows the new words that Mags used most frequently:

Makes me hungry, most of it. The way the second-to-last word dominates the picture is what we call “irony.” Mags managed to use 3,579 different words in all.
The Venn diagram that I usually produce for this analysis is a little strange, this time. Apparently Mags uses lots of words that you, dear reader, do not. And the she uses all of the words that you commonly use, too. So the diagram is strangely lop-sided. To restate that once again from the other direction, there were no words used by all of the other blogs sampled that Mags did not end up using.

So the answer to the question “which words do you own?” is, in Mags’ case, a lot of them. If this happens again I’ll have to come up with a different sort of diagram."

Thank you, once again Caveblogem for creating my word cloud and I'm happy I was able to add so many words for you!!! I specifically love that my word cloud ends with "Yummy". It's every chef's dream. ;)


I'm taking new medicine that prevents me from sleeping for more than 3-4 hours. Being that my boss is on vacation this week, I was this close to pulling a Costanza and sleeping under my desk.

The only thing that stopped me was that as I was getting ready to crawl into the hole, I thought of the Mole people.

I think I have another mouse, and it's pissing me off.

Visualizing 300 rubber ducks in a creek makes me smile.

Our last practical (cooking exam) of the week was a "grab bag" style in which we were given a mix of items and had to create something out of it. WAY FUN!

I'm officially a senior now. Final grades: Regional French Cuisine: 98, Patisserie: 101, Garde Manger: 101, Restaurant Management: 101.

We are allowed to invite about 18 people each to our P&P. I have to struggle to find 10.

You know you're one more level up on the friendship scale when someone tells you: "You know...there can be sexual side effects with your medicine."

Today's the kind of day you are happy to be alive-bright, sunny, cool and clean...spring is finally in the air in CT.

I'm WICKED excited it's the weekend...

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Sunny Days

Besides the dull headache I have when it's been a bad night's sleep, waking up to see my bed look like this: also a sign. I move around usually, but not enough to wrap myself in blankets completely. It's also rare for me to end up in the middle of the bed, and to throw off the 2nd pillow.

A week ago I went to the doctor for a check up and was told that I was mildly to moderately depressed. He suggested that I start Lexapro, an antidepressant which also helps with anxiety. Because I've gone to therapy before and generally know what the cause of my sometimes sullen disposition, I agreed to try them.

He only wants me on them for 6-9 months. After that, he said that he feels that I will be in a better place, and will be able to manage my feelings better. I'm not sure why he feels that way, or what will change, but I'm optimistic.

Already I feel better. I do have more energy, and haven't yet woken up with a sense of dread like I did before. He said that it would take about a week or 2 for the meds to start working, and I think that although I am not seeing the full benefits, I am starting to recognize that they help.

I no longer worry as much as I did last week. I am calm inside my head and thoughts come more slowly-which is good. Usually, I have a bazillion things going through my head at once, running through each scenario, trying to decipher which one is best. I like that my brain is quiet now.

The downside is the sleep. Being someone who has a touch of insomnia as it is, getting less sleep has been rough. Especially being that it is finals week. Last night was particularly awful. I think I only slept for an hour.

I'm home today and slept in-which is why this post is late. It's a good day to take off because I didn't get much studying done yesterday and I can use the remainder of the day for that. But I'm hoping that in addition to helping my inner sunny personality shine, that the sleep will return after the medicine is fully in my system...

Here's hoping for sunny days and lots of sleep...have a great day everyone!!

Wednesday, April 18, 2007


When I see a police car on the side of the road, I never turn my head to look at it.

In college, a group of my friends and I ventured to a local bar. It was very well known that they would allow underage students in, and we all wanted to test our luck. Dressed to kill, we piled into cars driven by people we barely knew and waited in the long, cold line.

Once inside, we drank Zima's with Jolly Ranchers, danced and laughed. Drinks were cheap and the night was long. We were feeling good.

A few hours into it, 8 of us were ready to leave. Our money was running low, and it was getting harder to stand. A friend of a friend-who was a designated driver-was also leaving, and offered to take us home.

He drove a tiny Toyota. There were 8 of us. We piled in, sitting people on top of people, in what I imagine was reminiscent of the clown car at the circus. One person-my college sweetheart-was in the trunk. Yes, the trunk.

Driving through Western Massachusetts on the way back to school, our driver took it slow, knowing we would easily be a target for any cop who saw us. We were doing well until we entered the town my school was in. As we drove through the roundabout, I looked to my right and saw a police car in an alley. Its light were out, but clearly, they were looking for clown cars full of drunken students.

I made eye contact with the officer, and immediately the lights were on.

Lucky for us, we had a designated driver. The cop told us she was proud of us for that, but made everyone without a seat belt get out of the car. My boyfriend was still holding the trunk closed, and was asking (in a very drunken state) what was going on. We feared the officer would hear him, so we angrily told him to be quiet.

Several students were made to walk home. We were about 3 miles away from school. They were drunk. It was dark. They had to walk past a cemetery.

I was not one of the people who had to leave. When we made it back to school, we quickly jumped out of the car and freed Sean from the trunk. Just in time for the cop to pull in.

I'm really not sure how she didn't see us-perhaps she did and just wanted to be done with us-but she didn't do anything. We hurried into our dorms and collapsed on our beds, tired, drunk and relieved.

But to this day, I know it was my fault for being pulled over, and I still refuse to look a cop car in the eye.


Last night in a culinary school far, far away...

"WOW! Those nut clusters are HUGE!"

Sometimes, it's fun to act like a 3rd grader and giggle without abandon with other adults...

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Toosdae ?'s

Today is my favorite person in the whole world's birthday!!! She's 5 years old today. Happy Birthday Rye Bread!!!

1. In the event of a disaster or act of disorder, are you currently prepared to remain self-sufficient for a day, a week, or a month until measures could be taken to restore order and services?

2. Feng shui: Totally serious, totally crapola, or just another cool way to get redecorating ideas?

3. How often do you clip coupons from newspapers or inserts? Do you actually use them?

1. I would say a week. I have enough food for that, though if I lost power I couldn't eat most of it. And I live alone, so in the event that I couldn't shower for a week, no one else is here to complain about the smell. ;) I also have lots of candles and flashlights. And a few bottles of wine.

2. I think it's part way between serious and crapola. I Feng Shui'd my old house before I put it up for sale, and it did seem to flow better and made me more calm.

3. I don't clip coupons, mainly because I don't buy the paper much anymore. But even if I did, it would be hard for me to organize them. Paperwork is my undoing.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Bragging Rights

I hate to brag, but I'm going to anyway...

I found out the other day that I'm first in my class...Know-It-All has a 3.97 and I have a 3.98.

For now anyway. Grades are due next week for this semester. So far we're tied in French class...both 98's overall. Ugh.

Here's hoping he tanks on the next 3 tests. (Not really-he's my friend now)

At the end of class tonight our chef thanked us for being such a wonderful class. He said that he really enjoyed having us and is looking forward to next mod (2 weeks from now) when he has us again. He mentioned that we all have a lot of character and motivation and we take pride in what we do. Then he said, "We can't teach that-you've got to have it inside of you, and each of you does."

And then he thanked us again. It was very nice...

But trust me-no tears are shed. I'm glad that one's over! 3 more finals to go, and then I'm a real SENIOR!!!!!!!!!!

Food 4 Thought

**Flipper, you may not want to read this post**

I was recently asked what my opinion was on organic and free range food. My response was somewhat hazy as I don't, on a regular basis, go out of my way to buy organic produce-though it's getting easier to find these days. And though I've had free range chicken before, I can't say that I was blown away by the flavor-it wasn't, after all, from Bresse.

In response to my on the fence answer, I was given a theory to ponder that I hadn't thought about before. But first, a preface:

A study was conducted involving tapeworms and a maze. Tapeworms are naturally attracted to light and therefore a light was used at one end of the maze to guide them. After a short time, the tapeworms learned to complete the maze quickly.

After a predetermined period of time, the "smart" tapeworms were cut up and fed to another group of tapeworms. This group was called "A". Group A raced in a maze against a control group of tapeworms-who had not eaten any "smart" tapeworm particles.

It was found the overall, Group A-who were full of smart tapeworm guts-completed the maze faster and more efficient every time.

Now, onto the chickens...

Most chickens sold for processing are raised in overcrowded coops. Given the conditions, chickens often experience distress and sometimes actually go crazy. It is said that they will peck themselves to death if not restrained. Instead of properly restraining them, sometimes their beaks are cut off to avoid further injury to the birds.

Now...thinking of the tapeworms, imagine what kind of traits are being passed on to us by chickens who aren't allowed to roam freely-aka, free range chickens.

Food for though...what do you think?

Sunday, April 15, 2007


She looks thrilled, doesn't she? Also, I think I pissed off the lady at CeC's...she wanted to cut the cake and I told her no.