Came home from work on Monday with a ton of good intentions, including preparing a fresh, healthy meal and doing some reading for an online course I am taking that is intended to help me organize ideas and become a more prolific writer. And I think Hoylier and I were gonna indulge in a little [...]
Archive for January, 2010
Hunny bourbonz chicken all done!
OK, so I had to wait until my beloved COLTS MADE IT BACK TO THE SUPER BOWL AH HELL YEAH! before I could get my chicken in the oven. So I was running just a wee bit late. In the meantime the next game started to determine who would face MY COLTS IN THE SUPER [...]
Sweet bourbonz marinade for da chickenz
If you would be so inclined to vote for me today in the Aiming Low recipe contest, I would be oh so very grateful. I would think you were an awesome person. I would invite you over to my house for honey bourbon chicken, I promise. And in case you were unconvinced of the awesomeness [...]
Being good, and eating good, for the big game
Today is game day. The AFC Championship game. When my beloved Colts take on the upstart Jets and battle for a berth in the Super Bowl. This, to me, would normally be a chicken wings, pizza and beer day. But since I am trying to chisel some of the flab off my fat ass, I [...]
Oh, and vote for me, please?
Turns out I am a finalist in the Aiming Low recipe contest. Click here and vote for me please. I entered the most ridiculously easy recipe I have ever made. Three ingredients, pour over some chicken breasts, a little salt and pepper and viola (which is how the French spell wa-la) you have a tasty [...]
A decent start
After making the monumental step of going to the gym on Sunday, I made the monumentally stupid decision to step on my bathroom scale. I would like to say it wasn’t as bad as I feared. But I hardly ever get to say what I like. I spent most of 2008 shedding 50 pounds. It [...]
The 2010 breakthrough
Today, I was determined to make it to the gym. And, despite all kinds of deterrents, I did it. By deterrents, I really mean stupid excuses. If stupid excuses were currency, I could pay our mortgage with them and have enough left over to get that yacht I always dreamed of. And I’d be sailing [...]
Beyond our own backyard
I can’t remember the last time I cried while watching the news on television, but I did tonight. A small child enduring surgery on his leg in a parking lot with no anesthesia. No pain medication at all. His mother was holding him, he was crying. NBC did not have sound, only Ann Curry’s voice [...]
A bigger wallet to match my bigger ass
I have a number of problems, not the least of which is my purse, which is very cute, it really too small for my life. It’s not a good thing when your bag, which you selected because it makes exactly the fashion statement that you want, is just too fucking small to carry all the [...]







