This weekend was a weekend of cooking. That was my gift after my mom bought the ingredients for me to make the food. It was a success and a failure. My cranberry cream cheese muffins were a success. Everyone liked them. The potato soup was a failure. I ended up burning it not realizing that potato soup doesn't simmer or roast; it has to be stirred occassionally. Better luck next time. Besides the burnt taste, the rest of the recipe was pretty good. Today, I am making a white chocolate torte dessert and this broccoli rice and cheese casserole. Other than burning the first batch of white chocolate, the finished dessert turned out the way it was supposed to. I just simply had to make another batch. We havn't had dessert yet, but with the prior taste test, it is very rich. It has cream cheese, but not it isn't a cheesecake. I have yet to taste the brocolli casserole. Mom is cooking the rest of the dinner with turkey and potatoes, but the stuff I made uses a little more work than other side dishes. So many sweets. If I turn up with the pregnant diabetes on my next appt. I really wouldn't be surprised.
I really didn't get a whole lot this year and that is ok. Money is still tight, but I will cross the bridge in several months when I look for a job. I got what I asked for: a glider. It is like a rocking chair, but it glides. Despite, the technicalities, I still like Dolly's rock-a-bye rocking years song.
No, I don't have a man and I know I don't have to have D's to sing along with Dolly, but this is one country song that I have to put on my like list.
Thinking of all of that drama, I'll only say so much of my drama today. A full-fledged "As the Sarah Turns," can be written another day.
In the usual unfair way which is now a cat and mouse game; it is still on. The idea of being enemies doesn't matter. Well, it does in its own way. I still hate that it is capitalist like this, because I hate the idea of a large number of guys getting the credit. It is only 2 that I definitely know with the cat and mouse. My interpretation? A covered caveman setting where he is strutting around like the cave man and saying: "Yes, you bitch woman. You are the bitch." It is a psychotic mixture of sillyness with violence. I'm just thinking to myself. Ok, today, just for today, you win. You caveman, me bitch. I don't even know how seriously he takes himself as the caveman or how seriously he takes his cave. I really don't know if he is thinking ahead with anything. But, if I find out how seriously he takes his cave, I'll eventually make my own plans.
I don't have any plans today. I've already been bored for the longest time with sitting around in this house all day every day. I definitely have some plans for next month to learn to knit both an adult size and baby size sweater. I am also going to get started on a blanket which is going to take a whole lot of time. The pattern really does look like a big challenge. I have yet to learn socks, mittens, gloves, and fingerless gloves. I'm also thinking ahead towards the summer. I have some new ideas in mind and plan on lowering my prices with some things, but until I do find a job, I'm going to have to be thinking of some good ideas. I have a few new bag ideas and a few new hat ideas. There is also another book I want to buy that has really stylish shirts that I would want to wear for myself.
One other plan this week is getting my roomed cleaned and organized in the best way for more space. Big project. I also have a birthday in just a few days. Busy weeks for the next 2 weeks. I'm not complaining though, I'm sick of being bored.
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