You may be asking yourself, “Where has she been?”
I’ll tell ya…
I have been recently diagnosed with celiac disease. Yep, I am one of those “gluten people” now. Which I find ironic because I have never bought into fad diets or the like.
Now, I can’t eat bread. Or pasta. Or drink beer. Or eat many other things. It is an adjustment period. Just when I think I have got it… Bam! Gluten! Ass Lightening and various other discomforts!
Also… I have started micro blogging as well. So you can catch me there as I pontificate on life without gluten, corporate life, and a small unicorn obsession.
Now that Lent is over…
… And I can buy polish again, I find this gem waiting for me this morning.
I don’t care! I’m in! I want it!!!
… I have devised a back up plan. I can become a Dudeist Priest.
Yes, you read that right! I can be ordained as a minister of The Church of the Latter-Day Dude. Granted, the laws may vary from county to county on whether any marriages I officiate would actually be legal but the potential to spend most days wearing a bathrobe really appeals to me.
From what is Dudeism trying to liberate us?Thinking that’s too uptight.
To what state of being is Dudeism trying to bring us: Just taking it easy, man.
By what means does Dudeism attempt do this? Abiding.
Rev. Dwayne Eutsey
Yeah, I can buy into that.
… I watched three hours of the Westminster Kennel Club dog show. Why? Because a Bichon made it to the finals and I love my Shamus.
I really, really do. I love him so much that I would love to have a gaggle of Bichons. (I don’t know if a group of Bichons is called a gaggle, but I am going with it for right now.)
One of the announcers said something I find to be inherently true right before Best of Breed was announced:
The best breed is the one you already have sitting next to you on the couch.
You are so very right, sir!
Congratulations to the Reserve Winner, the Old English Sheepdog, and Best in Show Winner, the Affenpinscher!
… why does life seem to come at me a million miles an hour? Just when I get past one big time suck another comes along like a windstorm in the PNW.
It’s Cyber Monday which means the Interwebz is behaving badly as a metaphorical mad dash is made to buy fleece sleeping pants, mp3 players, and toasters.
We own all of those things so I will just kick back and watch kittehs…
Just wanted you to know that winter is coming… Like you were completely unaware. This means new recipes that require turning on the oven! I might as well start taking pictures like the hipsters I see in restaurants. Yes, I am a hipster myself but I like calling us out collectively. I may even get an Instagram account….
It may also include super yummy things from the crockpot.. I don’t know but it may or may not include bacon… Mmmmm, bacon.
Debating making Braided Spaghetti Bread. It means a trip to the store but so does anything else I want to cook.
I think the current leftovers are getting lonely and need a new friend…