Archive for April, 2009

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WND – In which my cat sadly doesn’t talk

April 30, 2009

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Going to Wilson Farms in the Spring is always a battle between the person I kind of secretly want to be, and my common sense. My common sense says that I (a) don’t have a garden, (b) did not inherit a green thumb from either one of my grandmothers, and that (c) to call my interest in learning how to garden cursory would be exceedingly generous. But, I go up to Wilson Farms to do my weekly grocery shopping and I walk past flats filled with velvety purple pansies, and racks of enticing seed packets, and shelves of aromatic basil plants and I want to be the kind of person who gardens. Personally, I blame my childhood reading habits. Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – Chicken Soup

April 23, 2009

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I hate being sick.  This is not an earth shattering secret.  Everyone hates being sick.  I’m particularly bitter about this cold since it’s finally nice weather outside, and being sick when it’s sunny and warm always feels like adding insult to injury.   No, my deep dark secret is that I don’t like chicken soup.  I don’t really like any variation on chicken soup either.  I don’t like matzo ball soup.  I don’t like chicken & dumplings.  I feel like such a bad sick person. Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – Kitchen Fantasies

April 16, 2009

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Some people fantasize about wine, women and song.  Some people fantasize about fast cars and faster men.  Some people fantasize about winning the lottery.  I fantasize about the ideal kitchen.  Well okay, I also fantasize about winning the lottery because really who doesn’t want to win the lottery, quit work and travel a lot?  And with the money, I’d be able to design my fantasy kitchen. Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – The Holy Trinity

April 9, 2009

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This week is the intersection of three major religious holidays in Boston. It’s Passover – the first Seder was last night. Easter is this Sunday. And, Tuesday was the opening game at Fenway. Normally I’d feel a little blasphemous comparing these three events, but I was at an annual company meeting on Tuesday that got cut short so that we could all watch the first pitch at Fenway. The company meeting wasn’t actually scheduled to be the same day as the first game of the season – nobody in Boston would be that foolish – but the game got washed out on Monday night, so they had no choice but to cut the company meeting short. I’m pretty sure the option of just not watching the game was never even considered. The Red Sox, incidentally, won that game 5-3, and then made up for it on Wednesday by losing 7-2. Read the rest of this entry ?

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WND – Bonus Picture Spam

April 6, 2009

Because making stock was possibly the most useful thing I did all weekend.

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WND – Curse of the Liquid Gold

April 2, 2009

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Dinner this week is the result of a series of events, some of which were in fact unfortunate, but most of which were just ordinary.  No fourth cousins three times removed, or even third cousins four times removed attempted to follow me in strange disguises and steal my fortune*, but I did discover something worrying in my freezer.  Or rather, I discovered a worrying lack of something in my freezer.  Read the rest of this entry ?