Swedish Chef

One of my favorite Muppets is the Swedish Chef. He happily throws what ever is at hand into a dish or pot and calls it cuisine. Be it the live lobster, Rizo or Miss Piggy that he is chasing with the meat cleaver. That is how I approached dinner tonight.

Well, I didn't chase any small animals around with cutlery, but I did open the fridge and said, "Hm, let's see what happens when this is combined." Now, this can be a very dangerous experiment. There have been many of nights that I've gone to bed hungry from food experiments run awry. But tonight was a winner. I rate this as a mostly healthy meal. Kids, do not try this at home with out Adult supervision and a canine or feline taste-tester.

Summer Pad Thai:

1/2 cooked spaghetti squash, cooked and forked out in long strands
1/2 package of frozen stir fry veggies
1/2 cup water
1 chicken bullion
1 tbsp chunky peanut butter
1 tsp sesame seed oil
ginger
basil

Dissolve bullion in water heated in the microwave. Stir in peanut butter, ginger, and basil. (red pepper if you like a little spice) Put squash in a bowl, put frozen veggies on top. Sprinkle with sesame seed oil. Heat bowl in microwave about 2 minutes. Add peanut butter mixture and heat for another 3-4 minutes until veggies are cooked. Mix all together, garnish with basil and enjoy! Two servings. (or one if you are really digging the way it turned out)

On Stewart interview on Fox

I was reading an article about the interview and some of the comments posted in reply. One exchange caught my eye:

Poster 1:

4 hours ago (5:51 AM)

Nothing Stewart says convinces me that he is anything but a left wing political agenda zealot using comedy as his forum> I use the word comedy lightly because he does not seem funny to me. George Carlin was funny..thi­s man is boring.

Response 1: 2 hours ago (7:37 AM)

"Nothing Stewart says convinces me"

I'm sure your not an authority, so why would we care about your opinion?

Response 2:

31 minutes ago (9:03 AM)

Carlin was waaaay more left than Jon Stewart could ever be. I am surprised you like him.


I marveled at the fact that the original poster who is ranting right-wing, Fox is the prophet, doesn't realize that during Carlin's day, he was considered very radical. He challenged the media constantly. Most notably in his famous performance or the 7 words you can't say on TV. "Right" click the following links:

7 Words

And other words

But he is religious which is right-wing, right?

Nope, he is definitely not a "liberal". I am so glad that this person knows the difference between news and comedy, left and right wings, Stewart and Carlin. The genius of our times. BTW, the original poster's handle? NuclearWar.

Somethings are just too scary to contemplate.

I forgot to mention NuclearWar's previous rantings that the Tea Party and conservative is the way to go. So here is a little something for Palin:War

Can't. resist. casting. on. new. project....

Okay, I've made some progress on the wedding favors front, but I still have very many of those little flowers that need making. The thing is, I really want to cast on a new project!

There are some that I have in the works that I want to, or need to, wait to start. Such as my future hubby's sweater. The blanket for the new house. I really should be focusing on the flowers. Wedding stuff. Yes, I have a sock on the needles, but we all know that socks don't count as a WIP.

So I really want to cast on a different project. A small one that I won't mind if it doesn't get finished for years.

So I decided to make a bikini top. Since it may never actually see the light of day once finished anyway, who cares if it gets done, right? But I will at least have a break from the flowers when I want to kick them under the couch. :)

Ich liebe wollegarn

Here I am in Munich, Germany for a much needed mini-break with my future hubby. Unfortunately, his flight was canceled due to severe weather, but my flight was already in the air. So there was no way to let me know. After flying for many hours and a stop in Zurich, I made it to the Munich airport in much anticipation of seeing my sweetie.

Not there. Maybe he was mistaken and his flight came in after mine. I'll wait for the next Paris flight. Nope. I'll page him. No answer. Okay. No freak out. I can handle this. Maybe he was flying in on Air France instead, they have a flight landing at the other terminal in 20 minutes. (run, run, run). Nope. Maybe he slipped past me while I was running to the other terminal, I'll page him again. No answer. Wait! There is another flight from Paris in the first terminal. (run, run, run). Nope. Fine, I'm just not leaving the airport until he gets here. I have my space on the ground between terminals where I will sit and wait. He will have to see me there.

Okay, still can't get the Wifi to work to see if I have an email either. My cell phone is crap. I knew I should have gotten a weekend European pass from Verizon, but I KNEW I would have been teased for it being unnecessary. Just as I was about to call his cell, the US Embassy, Amanda and Katrin, I heard an announcement. Not that I understood anything other than my name. I ran back to the nice people at the information desk who helped me earlier. "Me!! That's me! Where is he? Where is he waiting?" excited that he must have finally landed.

"One moment please." She said looking at me with compassion and pity. DEAR GOD, please let him be safe. She's writing down a number. "He isn't here, is he?" She hands me a piece of paper and says that I need to call that number, her voice full of calm sympathy. I ask where the nearest phones are that take credit cards (which, they didn't).

Right there is where I lost it. That is where I cracked. Managing to ask where the phones were was about all I could get out as the tears came with stark fear that there had been a major problem/terrorist/accident/kidnapping/etc.. Was this the number of the Embassy?

I try 5 times before I can get the call to go through. He answers. Now I want to cry even harder with relief. But I'm trying to hold it together. He tells me about his flight and that I should go to the hotel. Okay. Now I know what is happening I can handle it. My mind and body is now crashing. Coming down from the panic and adrenaline. And I haven't eaten since yesterday? Okay. OK. OK. I need to calm down and then get some food and sleep. I check in to the hotel. There is one thing I know that will make me feel better before I crash.

"Cabbie, Can you please take me to this yarn store? Danke!"

No turning back

There is no turning back now. The invitations are sent.

Today I got home to discover my first few RSVPs! How exciting! And they all accepted! I got to go to my list and check of names. I've been checking off a lot of things off the list lately. Photographer, DJ, Venue, and flowers! Check, check, check!

I have a new person to fix my dress, at no cost to me. Which is good, since I already paid. A trial make-up session set up. Things are coming along.

Now I just need to find someone to marry us....

Little bit at a time...

I'm working on things, a little bit at a time. That way it doesn't seem so overwhelming! Right?

Tonight I have addressed half of the invitation envelopes. Only 2 had to be rewritten, which I felt was good. They aren't all perfect, but neither am I. Minor flaws I blame on a fountain pen blob (which is caused by the scribe, but we won't tell people that).

I also made 20 jars of jelly over the weekend! A good start indeed! They are very nice looking. But I bought the only jars of that type to be had in town, so I ordered more in bulk from the maker. Oh, and I haven't tasted it yet....
And then I also plied 278 yards of Finn/Corridale mix. The colorway is Parkland and it is a nice purple/white. It's about a fingering weight. I haven't checked the WPI yet, as it's drying. I had mistakenly plied in the wrong direction. So I had to run it back through again, and faster to make it more twisty. I finally used the turbo setting on my wheel. It set up an impressive breeze...

So, parts have been done. A little bit at a time...

Busy

I'm busy. Work is crazy, house is crazy and extra-curricular are crazy. And I'm trying to plan a wedding. Who knew so much hassle went into to it? Making favors for the wedding... Guests are coming, the lawn needs maintenance, I need to make a dump run, my neighbor is cutting down a tree.

The cat needs to visit her new babysitter before my trip to Germany. O, and I have to plan for the trip to Germany too. Get the house ready for being a rental and slowly packing stuff away.

So many things to do on top of daily chores.

Screw it, I think I'll knit tonight.