February 28, 2011

It was one of those days for me. I was crazy busy and weary by the time I got home. CB came to the rescue and agreed to stir fry "General Tao's Chicken". Buddy had to "help".


I wish we had smell-vision because the aroma of the peppers, onion and garlic simmering along with the chicken was wonderful. (I must admit that I did have to open the door to the deck at one point...there is only so much wonderfulness one woman can stand!)

In the interest of full disclosure: I made the brown rice.

February 27, 2011

CB and I went to see "The King's Speech" this afternoon. CB was a bit of reluctant date, I must admit. He's more action/adventure than he is cerebrial/true story.

However, the promise of lots of popcorn won the day and he agreed to go. I think it also had something to do with no basketball games of interest on TV.

The movie was amazing. I LOVE Colin Firth. Love. Him. He's hot. A hottie. The accent is just an added benefit. Hot. Tee.

CB even said that he thinks it should win the Oscar for Best Picture. No, he has not seen any of the other nominees, so I wouldn't take his declaration to the bank. Yet.

After the movie, we stopped at Smashburger for the best burger we've had since the Hangin' Tree Saloon in Texas. Dropped by the Orange Leaf to see what the fuss is all about...it's all about frozen yogurt and toppings that will make you weep with joy.

This is how old people date. Just in case you were wonderin'.

February 26, 2011

It's not Valentine's Day at my house, but it looks like it, doesn't it?

My friend, Susan, made me smile BIG when she arrived at my house bearing gifts from the Russell Stover factory in Abilene.

My favorites? The chocolate Jesus fish! Wouldn't that just tickle Jesus to frickin' death? How about the solid chocolate Jesus rising from the dead card?

I don't believe in all that anymore and even I find it in poor taste!

Want to know what my alternate picture was going to be today? A shot of my really clean bathroom. So clean I could have used the toilet for a punch bowl and eaten off the floor.

But then Luke came home.

February 25, 2011

The mystery is now solved. This is what your dog does while you are out shoveling snow.

I'm not sure exactly what Buddy thought would happen when Curtis came back in, but it must have been great!

February 24, 2011

These pictures don't do the scene justice. You have to imagine howling winds, snowing coming down horizontally, limited visibility. Colder. Than. Shit.

Now, the picture that didn't make it: I was in city court this morning and it was snowing like a bastard in Manhattan. Snowing like crazy. A girl walked in to pay a speeding ticket. Nothing unusual about that.

But, she was wearing short, short shorts (if she had a birth mark on either of her butt cheeks, I would have seen it) and little ballet slippers. Coat? Pluh-ease.

I reached for my camera, thinking I could take a picture without a flash. Got my camera out of my briefcase only to realize that the battery was at that moment being charged, in my kitchen, in Wamego. Damn it!

So, picture it, if you would. Then spend a moment wondering how that poor woman is capable of remaining upright.

Oh yeah, I had lunch with Paul Mintner! THE Paul Mintner! It was awesome, of course. He gave me such good advice, I think he should open a booth in the courtyard like Lucy in the Peanuts cartoon.

Advice for a nickle. A bargain.

February 23, 2011

Here are some of the men of Delta Upsilon where I was asked to give a presentation tonight. I've had a number of DU men in my office over the years...

They love me.

Note how in the top picture they are bored and dreading the next 30 minutes?

Here they are after I'm done. The standing ovation is because I was great. NOT because I was done.

February 22, 2011

What is better than having animal crackers for lunch and playing with them before you bite their heads off? Seriously. What. Is. Better? Okay, having some frosting to dip the little bastards in would have been sweet.

Then the real world intervened...

I was off to court - district court - big boys court. Stopped in the little girls room on my way out of the Union. Had to put the file down because I only have 2 hands. Going up the elevator in the parking garage I was searching for my keys and realized that my two hands weren't as full as they should be. Back down the elevator I went and met, who else, Paul Mintner (by the way, I am giving seriously consideration to changing my blog title to "Say Cheese, Paul Mintner"!), I told him my tale of woe and headed back to the bathroom in search of the file. Yep, found the file, took a picture and headed back to my car. Got to court only 10 minutes late which was really 5 minutes early. Finally, padding my calendar with traveling time paid off!