Friday, April 03, 2009

Chef Time!

Today's the day! I'll meet the family that needs a part time personal chef/mother's helper tonight at 5pm. They (smartly) asked me to cook for them-originally they didn't ask me. When the father emailed me he simply said, "Cook us dinner-dessert is optional but a bonus. Tell me what you'll need."

When I first read the email I was excited. Then...I got nervous. Mainly because I don't know this family at all. Are they allergic to anything? Are their kids picky eaters? Are they organic freaks? What's their favorite food? Cooking dinner randomly for strangers without any direction at all is not easy. Especially if it's the meal that will either get you a job or not.

When I responded I told him that of course I'd love to cook! I then went on to ask if for this first meal, could he please tell ME what he'd like me to make. I explained that since I didn't yet know the family, making a random meal wouldn't be impossible, but I'd much rather make something they enjoy. I was nervous that he'd think it was weird that someone who calls herself a chef would need direction. But luckily he thought it was a great idea. So...he asked for a pasta dish with tomato meat sauce, a green veg as a side and again, dessert is not required but a bonus.

Tonight I will be making:

Pasta with Bolognese Sauce
Roasted Asparagus

Pear & Apple Crisp, Individual (This is the recipe I created for the cafe last year. They were very popular, so I'm hoping the family loves it too!)

If I get this job, I'll be working 3 nights a week for about 3 hours. I'm hoping that they want to pay me cash. :)

**Update**The interview was postponed due to sickness-Sunday is the new day...

Thursday, April 02, 2009


Don't freak out. I'm just sad. I'll get over it soon. I'm a rubber ball that bounces back no matter what. Remember?

Morning breaks-no need to wake
roll over, return to dreams.
This place I grew to love so much
is bursting at the seams.

Get up-don't be lazy
start a new day!
Pretend you don't know that
you can't pay your way.

Long showers...long walks...
long hours without talks.
How can it only be three?
Return to the gloom and fact the facts:
How could this happen to me?

Jobs don't define what a person is worth.
But really? Without one I'm lost.
Not having a purpose-not making their day-
it's making me forget what I cost.

Keep looking; prod on; heads up and a smile!
Pretend you don't want to shout.
They'll think that you're doing OK that way.
(But really? My light's burning out.)

Wednesday, April 01, 2009


It really stinks when Blogger publishes a post in the middle of writing it and therefore pushing the unfinished (future) post into Google Reader.

Chocolate Nipples are the way to go.

Even when trying to remember not to eat meat on Friday's I sometimes fail.

I might have lined up the greatest part time job ever-interview on Friday night.

Because I am not working and have no plans until Thursday I have decided to let my eyebrows grow. Why? Because I want to reshape them and let them fill in a little bit. I now have the thickest eyebrows I've had since the 6th grade (when I started plucking them)!

This year's Rye Bread cake is a dolphin theme. I've done some online research and have come up with an idea that combines a few of the ones I saw. Hopefully I won't drop this one like I did her High School Musical one last year! (The top of it anyway.)

Today starts the city's street sweeping. Fun times-I didn't have to worry about that when I had a parking I have to be sure I'm not parked on the wrong streets on Monday's and Thursday's. Ick.

I hate it when you make plans with someone and you reconfirm but don't hear back from them. I especially hate it when those plans required me to buy something.

I want to go to Hawaii or Tahiti. I wish I could go soon.

I'm not sure I can take much more of this.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Toosdae ?'s

I haven't been around to your blogs lately, I know...I'm very sorry about that. I have been reading silently though. I'll try harder this week to click over and comment, I promise. Sometimes I just don't feel like I have anything meaningful to say, and I don't really like to waste any event, here are this weeks questions. I hope you enjoy answering them as much as I enjoy reading your answers!

1. Would you rather be the reliable friend or the fun friend?

2. What do you think is the most important thing in the world?

3. Name one thing that made you smile today.

1. I'd say that most of the time I'd like to be known as the reliable friend-the one you can always count on. That being said, I secretly would like to be the fun one too.

2. I have no idea. I've been thinking about this lately and can't come up with one answer. I'd say faith, honesty, integrity, love...lots more too-can't narrow it down.

3. Admittedly I haven't done much today or interacted with anyone yet, but when I woke up I rolled over onto the other side of the bed and felt the cool smooth sheets on my freshly shaved legs. It's a lovely feeling.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Just One Of Those Days

Have you ever had one of those days where you're just pissed off at the world...for no reason? Well...that was me today.

I'm not entirely sure why. It's not the stereotypical PMS, nothing bad happened, I didn't get bad or disturbing news. In fact, I woke up, had a nice healthy breakfast and went to the gym. I even marveled at how well I'm doing there not getting totally winded when I do the elliptical now.

Then I came home. My apartment smelled like garbage and natural gas, for no reason. I've been having trouble with my laptop (I need a new one already-don't buy a Dell) and it's slow response made me want to flip out. Lunch took too long for me to make, nothing was on TV and when it was, they were repeats (don't they know I'm home all of the time and can't watch the same shows over and over?!) and I just couldn't sit still.

So I decided to go to the movies. There, I encountered three of the most annoying girls ever. And this isn't just because I was cranky-they would have annoyed me even if I was in a laughy mood. The T was taking SO super long to make it between stops and the guy behind me seemed to not know that headphones are for keeping music to yourself. It was so loud that it was giving ME a headache.

At the movie theater the people in front of me didn't seem to understand what a line meant and that there were people behind them. Then when I finally did get to the front the guy at the counter said, "Yeah?" instead of "Can I help you" or "Enjoy your movie." I did actually walk away and say "Jackass" out loud.

The movie theater messed up the film at first and all we saw was a big blue blob.

Now, back home, my laptop needed to be restarted twice, Firefox is freezing up and I really want to kick something. So now...I'm having a drink. But I don't have any wine in the house-which is what I'd really love. Red wine and some cheese.

Tomorrow will be better...


Manic Monday: Bird

Monday's are MoMoLicious

My freshman year of college brought many obvious changes: Living away from home for the first time, being able to sleep in the same bed as my boyfriend every night, living with strangers and eating in a cafeteria every day. It also brought much more work than I ever imagined possible.

One of my core classes was some sort of science. I don't remember exactly what kind because the only lectures I remember were very weird and didn't equal any one type. The class was held in a large auditorium (well, large for the small state school I started at) and for the most part we only socialized with the people directly around us. Luckily one of the girls I met in orientation that summer was there, and so we became friends. Friends turned into partners when we were asked to write a term paper in teams. (Isn't this weird? It's the only time I've been asked to write a paper with someone like this.)

I don't remember what the criteria was but somehow we decided to research birds-specifically Tufted Titmouse birds. We spent a couple of hours in the library (the Internet was just on the cusp of "kicking off" at that time, so everything was still researched the old fashioned way.) and ended up with a good bit of information. Together we wrote an outline and broke those down so we each had equal number of parts. We used my super nifty word processor to type it up and we were actually very happy with how it came out.

The day it was due we walked to class together. Upon our arrival, we found a note on the door redirecting us to a classroom in another building. For some reason we could not use the expansive room that day and instead had to cram into a small room around a long rectangular table.

This is important to note because remember, we were used to talking to each other because we had so much space in our normal room. Confused about why we were there, we asked the professor what was up. He began explaining that as a twist we were going to read our papers out loud to each other and while we were reading our classmates would be critiquing and eventually helping to grade us.

Knowing my friends shyness, I already knew I was the one who'd get stuck reading this paper. Which normally would be OK, except for the fact that the word "tit" was used extensively throughout the paper and being in a room of 19 year old boys made that embarrassing.

Sure enough, ever time I said the word "tit" someone would giggle and eventually the entire class was cracking up-professor included. I'm certain that my face was bright red but I finally got through the whole paper and sat down. Later, we read our evaluations and found that our "A" was based on the fact that we made everyone laugh, even without trying to.

So much for all of our hard work! We could have just skipped those hours in the library and just written slang words for breasts over and over!