No Complaints
I'm working my fingers to the bone, people. To the bone. And I don't even have the luxury to whine about needing a vacation because don't I go on vacation about once a month? Sheesh. Count on me to complain about not having anything to complain about.
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My coworker's baby was due a week and a day ago, and every time my inbox chimes the "new mail" chime, I check it with all the quivering anticipation that I used to check for messages from Simon. (Not that I don't still love getting email from him, but now instead of professions of his undying love in haiku form he usually sends me crap like this.) Anyway, the baby is due any second now, and I don't even know why I'm so excited because, gosh, it's just a baby and it won't even fit into its gender-neutral sunshine onesie, painted by yours truly, until it's six to eight months old, so what do I care? I think the parents' decision to keep the baby's gender a surprise has been one big marketing scheme; I'm only excited because I'm a victim of The Hype.
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Speaking of which, the rights to the honey martini belong to Simon, so it's up to him to post the "recipe." I don't know how much good it will do y'all, though, since the honey part of the equation was hand-delivered to him from Germany, which is kind of like my finding a "quick 'n' easy" recipe calling for kosher salt and I'm all "Kosher salt? What? You expect me to go to a specialty market just to make some stupid casserole? Pass the can opener." That is to say, if you're like me, you'll assume that this honey martini recipe calls for ingredients that will require you update your passport, when in fact you can probably just go to the supermarket down the street and pick up something that will work perfectly fine, but you'll be too lazy to do that and just get high on Red Bull instead because it's easier. Anyway, this is Simon's bag, not mine (see also: drinks should not require assembly).
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About a week ago (November 7, to be exact), AmyChop, who has something against permalinks, laid down the Tupperware Challenge. She kind of slapped me in the face with her comment glove and dared me to show her my tupperware drawer two weeks after I had organized it into a state of grace--the assumption being that it would look like holy hell, just like everyone else's tupperware drawer. Even though it's only been a week since the challenge was put forth, it's been two weeks since the drawer was first organized, so here I present to you the powers of my stack-and-store capabilities:
Before
After
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Last night Rory Gilmore said "Snuffeluffagus." Amy Sherman-Palladino would never have let that happen.
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Ever noticed how Nature can sometimes be so obnoxious you want to poke it with a sharp stick?
Example A: Sunset. It does this every damn night this time of year.
Example B: Steam coming off a rooftop at sunrise. LAME.
Gawd, I'm so glad it doesn't snow here because I just don't think I could handle the diamond-like twinkle of softly falling flakes as they catch the golden morning light. *eyeroll*
That sunset makes me weepy. Oh, SF, you naughty lady, how I think of you too often.
We have had a ton of Turner-y desert sunsets which have been lovely but they don't come with noodle shops and, I dunno, SAN FRANCISCO.
Nice drawer dude. Mine never has and never will look like that.
Hmmm, the drawers looks suspiciously the same. I bet your drawer is like that because you never even went into it the whole time.
We bought the Smart Spin thingy about a year and a half ago and haven't looked back. We LURVE it. And it costs like $15 and you never have to worry about organizing any tupperware again. Because every lid fits EVERY container, and the whole caboodle takes up, like, a square foot in the cabinet or something.
We also gave it to my sister and Drat for giftmas last year and for a wedding gift to a coworker, because we love it that much.
Not to say that your tupperware drawer isn't beautiful. I'm just sayin'.
I, too, am a Ziploc fan in all its forms :)
I went to college with a dude who didn't believe in leftovers (and thus had no plastic containers to hold them). He weighed about 800 pounds or something.
The prettiest skies I ever saw were when I was living in West Texas. It's so flat and dreary on the ground that the big, wide open sky made up for it. As for the weather, I'm glad it's getting colder here because it means my neighbor will wear a shirt while smoking on his front porch.
I am so amazed at your Tupperware drawer, at the concept mostly! Do you actually fit all of your food storage devices into a drawer? Mine take up a drawer, and a cabinet with three shelves!
It goes without saying I guess that I can never find anything.
I'm so jealous of your tupperware drawer. I have a whole cabinet full of the stuff and it assults me every time I dare to open the door.
That drawer will never be the same once you have a toddler. I'm just saying...
And I agree, those two drawers look suspicious. Maybe you've been using glass containers for the past two weeks?