Mar. 17th, 2010

navygreen: (St. Patrick's Day: dragon)
My very first ever corned beef is cooking away in the CrockPot right now. I'm so anxious to see how it turns out for dinner! I've also got dough rising for Refrigerator Rolls, and I made a mint chocolate cheesecake ahead of time last night. I'm thinking about making some lemonade and tinting it green, too. :-)

I must say, I always feel a bit bad for an orange when I grate away the peel for a recipe. It always looks so very sad and disheveled afterward. Once I had finished grating what I needed for the beef syrup, I patted the orange on its... head? ... and promised that I would eat the rest of it with love. In fact, I decided that the poor orange wouldn't want to be alone in my tummy, so I peeled up another one to go with it. Now my taste buds are singing the praise of yummy oranges (they are SO good right now - go buy some!), and the oranges are having a party in my tummy.

That's win-win, I say. *wink*

Hoarders.

Mar. 17th, 2010 11:49 am
navygreen: (CSI: Calleigh - puhlease!)
I saw my first ever episode of Hoarders two nights ago, and I'm still shell-shocked. The episode had a family in Massachusetts that was living in a tent on their lawn due to a bedbug infestation in the house. You could actually SEE the bugs crawling all over things, everything, everywhere - it was SO. DISGUSTING.

Now, the hoarding kinda disgusts me in itself. I can't understand it, and I cannot imagine living a life so cluttered. Growing up, my very best friend's mom was a hoarder, and I remember dodging through piles of stuff literally all over the house just to play. That's what this show brings to mind. I sincerely hope that Tracy's mom has changed her ways, but they moved away when I was 9, so I'll just give her the benefit of the doubt.

I'm the kind of gal who donates to Goodwill twice a month. Sure, there are always some things that I could "save for a garage sale," but I would go nuts living with the extra STUFF around that we don't need. Plus, I'm used to a military lifestyle - we've not had an attic anywhere we've lived, and I never want to be in the habit of storing something for years down the road. We keep it down to what we are actually using, and that's it.

But this house. Even after they spent the weekend cleaning out the junk, the show's staff still weren't sure if it would be salvaged enough to have the exterminator come in (in the minutes I missed at the beginning, I guess the family had called an exterminator, but he refused the job because of the grossness). They were showing these before-and-after pictures, and the mom was crying from happiness, and I was just flabbergasted. The house was still filthy, disgusting, and in my opinion, unlivable. The carpets were stained and sticky everywhere - not a clean spot visible. The walls were holed, moldy, and down to sheetrock in several places. The wood floors had dried bug and rodent crap on them, and the toilet was still green and black with ick.

But yay, the family got to move back in and sleep in their home again - whee! /sarcasm

I'm pretty sure I can't stomach ever watching that show again. I couldn't stop thinking about it as I tried to fall asleep - BLECH.
navygreen: (Me: LJ shirt)
Why are so many V-gifts showing right now? Usually my profile just shows the ones that are current, but I noticed yesterday that it's now showing several older gifts as well. At first, I thought it must've changed to show all gifts, but there are 10 showing, and I've received 21 altogether. I don't recall a setting window popping up and asking me anything, so I'm thoroughly confused as to the change...?

I laughed at the recent gift of 'Squirrel Love' from [livejournal.com profile] 1grl_revolution. Crystal, were you thinking of my squirrel porn, perhaps? *wink*
navygreen: (Fourth of July)
The Refrigerator Rolls are doing the second rise, and I'm very pleased with them so far. The recipe was to make 50 2.5" rolls, and I used the very closest round cutter I had (I figured the shamrocks would be much too difficult for rolls!), and I cut 49. I figure I must have done several things correctly to be at nearly the same point as the author.

(Please forgive me, I still consider myself to be a newbie when it comes to making breads from scratch. Beyond my cinnamon rolls, which I only began making about a year and a half ago, I don't make yeast breads from scratch, really. I'm hoping to change that, though, as I get better at doing it.)

** insert the National Anthem over the base's loud speakers **

Which reminds me, this is the first base we've lived on that plays the anthem base-wide at 5:00pm instead of 4:30. I wonder why that is? I've always thought 5:00 was the "correct" time (it's when we took our flags down when we had a large outside flag), but the anthem played a half hour earlier.

It's sad, really, that I don't even know if we have a flag insert on this house. What with it being so cold and snowy since the moment we arrived, I'd not even thought to look! Today, my neighbor brought a piece of my mail to the door, and while we were chatting, a large squirrel scuttled out of a massive hole in my would-be flowerbed. I'd not known the hole was there, as it's only *just* become unearthed from the snow! I do fear that this yard (and all those on this street, sadly) is not good-looking under this snow. We'll have to really work to turn it around again. For once, I was hoping not to have to resurrect a yard from the dead - hehe!

Jack's been jogging around the house for the past two days now. The new Pokemon games that he and A.J. bought on Sunday came with little Pokemon pedometers. The more steps they accrue on their "Poke-walkers," the more experience points they can add to their games. It's a clever marketing ploy, I must admit, for the game-makers to also get the kids to exercise. So Jack runs laps around the house - he did it last night for a full hour, and I finally made him stop. Today, as soon as he arrived home from school, he finished his homework sheet, then changed into a t-shirt and went jogging around the block for half an hour or so. That's dedication!
navygreen: (Lazytown: Sportacus - stretch)
Jack is jogging laps around the house again, this time in just his t-shirt and boxer-briefs. He says he's "too hot for pants." *wink*

Edited to add: Maybe we should invest in a mini-trampoline for him for the basement playroom? I imagine that a pedometer would pick up those movements, too. Of course, then every time I saw him on it, I'd have to burst into song: "STOP! In the naaaaame of looooove!"

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