Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving

Wishing you and your families all the best that this day has to offer. May you have many things to be thankful for.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

HistoryDiva And The Pumpkin Pie

…or Unemployment Means Lots of Semi-productive Free Time.

Guess what I did today?

(Because the post title gives nothing away…)

I invaded my mother’s kitchen and baked two pumpkin pies for tomorrow’s holiday meal. I love my mother, I really do, but when she actually mentioned purchasing a frozen pre-made pie for our family’s holiday dessert I thought I was going to burst into tears! There are just some corners you don’t cut and homemade pumpkin pie for the most awesome food related holiday on the planet is one of them.

So I volunteered to make the pie.


Me and my big mouth.

So I went shopping yesterday (and almost had a panic attack in the middle of the grocery store…I’m sure it had more to do with the crowds and the feeling of being trapped then the prospect of having to produce two perfect pumpkin pies but more on that in another post) to pick up the ingredients that I would need that Mom didn’t already have.

Two cans of pumpkin, two cans of evaporated milk, two pie shells and one tub of Cool Whip later I was ready…or at least as ready as it was possible for a person who can’t boil water without burning it (I’m kidding…sorta) to be when faced with the prospect of pie production.

Now cooking is much easier then it actually looks. In fact there is only one real trick to it and here it is: You pick up the box/can/jar/bag of whatever it is you are cooking, turn it over and READ THE DIRECTIONS.

Rocket science it ain’t ya’ll.

Anyway, here’s all the ingredients I needed and can I just take a moment to say… “Will you check out that awesome avocado green sugar canister? 1974 all the way, baby!”

You measure and mix and do your best to avoid knocking the container of eggs off the counter.

You make a fantastically gooey mess…but that is why God invented dishwashers.

Carefully put the pies into the oven…careful because a filled pie shell is not only fragile and tippy but also amazingly heavy! I put them onto a big baking sheet because knowing my luck they were destined to explode while cooking and that would just be a craptastically huge mess to clean up.

And your Dad comes in and stands behind you and eats a banana for his breakfast and all I can say about that is: BANANA!!! RIGHT BEHIND ME!!! GAHHH!!!!

63 minutes later you have two amazingly edible looking pumpkin pies.

Let them sit on cooling racks for two hours before you either serve them or refrigerate them and then just stand back and take a look at your amazing success.

Check that out.

Two pies, all by myself.

I’m fantastically impressed with myself right now.

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Second Place

Last Thursday the ‘Stitchin’ Bitches’ met up for another round of trivia at ‘The Mo Barr’ here in town. We managed to capture second place this time though a combination of knowledge, skill and sheer dumb luck. GO TEAM!

Here’s Library 'The first president to be impeached was Andrew Johnson’ Diva

Here’s Just 'I’m pretty sure that Snoop Dog’s first name is Calvin’ Julie

And here’s the H.O. 'There are 7200 seconds in two hours’ P.S.F.

See what I mean about reality being RIVITING???

But what we really need is a guy on our team…you know…someone who could answer the sports questions for us. (HINT HINT ROBERT AND CARL WHO NEVER SOCIALIZE HINT HINT)


Around Diva-stan Wednesday means dinner with our friends and this week’s episode of Ghost Hunters. We congregate, we stuff ourselves, and then we gather around the television for two hours of creepy fun. Last week’s episode was particularly riveting…

…as demonstrated by LibraryDiva.

Hey look! It’s JustJulie and the H.O.P.S.F.

LibraryDiva snores when she sleeps on couches.

Ah, adulthood. It really is just this thrilling.

Oh, and as a side note…I’m unemployed again. Hurray for free time!!

Thing One and Thing Two

…are much more interested in what is going on outside then they are with you.

Don’t Let The Cute Fool You

…his first line of defense is a noxious gas attack!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Friday Ninja Post

The Postman Always Rings Twice

See this?

This is a box filled to the brim with tasty Christmas goodies. The self titled ‘Weird German Girl’ sent it to me. It was a fantastically wonderful surprise.

Girl, you are too many things!

And yes, Midget just ‘had’ to investigate.

Crazy in Alabama

This weekend my mother, my aunt and my uncle are visiting the two members of our family who live in Alabama. The Georgia vs. Auburn game is tomorrow and since my great uncle, who happens to have ‘lifetime’ season tickets, has gotten a little too fragile to climb the stairs into the stadium he offered them to my aunt and uncle.

So they headed off to Alabama this morning.

Have I told you anything about my great uncle? No? Then allow me to share.

My great uncle is well know in the world wide scientific community for his work involving plant pathogens. He has worked for the governments of several countries, has multiple PHDs, knows more about the Camellia than any one person should … and is about three degrees off full on crazy.

He is deaf in one ear and blind in one eye. And the other half of those pair don’t work so well either.

He doesn’t believe is stop signs or red lights or turn signals. The last time the entire family got hauled over for a visit he insisted on giving us a tour of the town. As he drove I could hear my cousin counting quietly in the backseat. When asked what she was counting she replied ‘the stop signs he’s just totally ignoring.’ My aunt could be heard mumbling ‘just use the turn signal once…just once…just one time.’ We held hands and prayed for our safety.

The state took away his drivers license after his last car accident.

I could go on…but why?


Thursday night was trivia night at the ‘Mo Barr,’ here in downtown. LibraryDiva, the H.O.P.S.F., JustJulie, and I gathered or for some overpriced pub appetizers, sodas, and trivia questions…but mostly just for a chance to hang out and chat.

So…what, might you ask, do four such well educated, mature, independent young women do once they have successfully secured a third place victory?

They express themselves in well educated, mature, independent ways.

Toes…the Breakfast of Champions



Fuzzy Punks

…a pictorial essay…sorta.