This week's Crock Pot recipe:
3 frozen boneless skinless chicken breasts
1 jar of pasta sauce
2 carrots, diced
1. Place chicken breasts in Crock Pot.
2. Dump pasta sauce on top of chicken.
3. Layer carrots on top of pasta sauce.
4. Set Crock Pot on low for 8 hours.
Notes: I had read about this recipe (sans carrots) on the CP Lovers group on Rav (although I think it actually called for four breasts, but my package had three in it). I had some carrots in my fridge that I'm trying to use up, so I decided that putting some in on top of the sauce would be great. I just kept dicing until there was a whole layer on top of the sauce, and that ended up being two carrots. I figured that being in there for eight hours would properly cook the carrots, and I was right.
The chicken was fork tender when it was done, and I just basically shredded it up and stirred it up with the sauce and carrots. I served this over long grain rice. Excellent, easy, and plenty of leftovers!
30 June 2011
29 June 2011
Wednesday Weigh-In
This week I lost a whopping 0.2 pounds! lol (You know you're jealous.)
Earlier today, Rachel came over and we ran some errands. I decided I wanted a new shredder. We went to Staples and a new shredder was acquired. Then we went to Target and got a few other things. It was nice, too, because we got to talk about some crap going on in my life with a couple of people, and Rachel is always a great person to process with. A quick stop at McDonald's for a lunch, and then we were set to come back to my place to accomplish the main point of today: listing a crapload of books on eBay to sell.
Thanks to my friend Diana who had given me some really helpful tips and tricks, Rachel and I pulled all of the books from my "books that need a home" bookshelf and set up a system. Rachel looked up books on her laptop, slapped information on a sticky note, passed it to me, and I posted the books on eBay. Since Rachel was much faster than I, when she was done, she started reading the info off to me to type in, which made it go even faster.
When we were done, we ate at an Ethiopian place for supper. Yum. The guy who runs the place probably thinks I can't cook because I'm there so often. But Rachel and I were originally going to eat at a different place, but when we got there, it was closed for maintenance. Boo.
In the meantime, we had a peach cobbler in my Crock Pot for dessert. We were so full when we came back, we watched some trash tv for awhile (clearing the TiVo FTW!) and then ate the cobbler. It was a new recipe that I want to play with before I post it, so you'll have to wait; sorry.
The best news? Before the night was over, I had already sold two books! My local friends have already browsed my books, but for out-of-town friends, if you're interested in seeing what's for sale, drop me a line and I'll send you the eBay link.
Earlier today, Rachel came over and we ran some errands. I decided I wanted a new shredder. We went to Staples and a new shredder was acquired. Then we went to Target and got a few other things. It was nice, too, because we got to talk about some crap going on in my life with a couple of people, and Rachel is always a great person to process with. A quick stop at McDonald's for a lunch, and then we were set to come back to my place to accomplish the main point of today: listing a crapload of books on eBay to sell.
Thanks to my friend Diana who had given me some really helpful tips and tricks, Rachel and I pulled all of the books from my "books that need a home" bookshelf and set up a system. Rachel looked up books on her laptop, slapped information on a sticky note, passed it to me, and I posted the books on eBay. Since Rachel was much faster than I, when she was done, she started reading the info off to me to type in, which made it go even faster.
When we were done, we ate at an Ethiopian place for supper. Yum. The guy who runs the place probably thinks I can't cook because I'm there so often. But Rachel and I were originally going to eat at a different place, but when we got there, it was closed for maintenance. Boo.
In the meantime, we had a peach cobbler in my Crock Pot for dessert. We were so full when we came back, we watched some trash tv for awhile (clearing the TiVo FTW!) and then ate the cobbler. It was a new recipe that I want to play with before I post it, so you'll have to wait; sorry.
The best news? Before the night was over, I had already sold two books! My local friends have already browsed my books, but for out-of-town friends, if you're interested in seeing what's for sale, drop me a line and I'll send you the eBay link.
28 June 2011
The Calm
This week has been eerily calm. Last week I had an interview on Thursday, and then I kind-of phone interview on Friday. Friday was a phone screening kind of thing, and the HR woman said they'll be determining within the next two weeks who they'll be bringing in for the in-person interviews.
This past weekend, the people in the building who I've had issues with moved out, so Felix and I are very happy. The issues were that they constantly let their cats out, and one of them was always coming to the door and aggravating Fe through the apartment door. Plus, a couple of weeks ago, one of them growled and hissed at me when I tried to enter the building. Fun times.
I talked to the landlord earlier this week when he was here, and he said my new neighbours will be moving in this weekend. Now I'm just hoping they aren't worse. The whole "better the devil you know" thing and all.
So, after the flurry of getting ready to move, then having a little bit of luck with scheduling some interviews, this week is very quiet. I'm definitely not UNpacking anything since I still only have 14 weeks left to find a job, this time for reals, y'all. It's just not the big, rushed, hurried, stressed-out ball of mess.
It's interesting, but a little weird.
This past weekend, the people in the building who I've had issues with moved out, so Felix and I are very happy. The issues were that they constantly let their cats out, and one of them was always coming to the door and aggravating Fe through the apartment door. Plus, a couple of weeks ago, one of them growled and hissed at me when I tried to enter the building. Fun times.
I talked to the landlord earlier this week when he was here, and he said my new neighbours will be moving in this weekend. Now I'm just hoping they aren't worse. The whole "better the devil you know" thing and all.
So, after the flurry of getting ready to move, then having a little bit of luck with scheduling some interviews, this week is very quiet. I'm definitely not UNpacking anything since I still only have 14 weeks left to find a job, this time for reals, y'all. It's just not the big, rushed, hurried, stressed-out ball of mess.
It's interesting, but a little weird.
27 June 2011
Book Review: Dead Man's Switch
All of the action of this book takes place over the span of the race weekend. Kate races both on and off the track trying not only to secure a place on the team, but to prove her innocence since she quickly becomes the top suspect.
This book was a wonderful read, and I highly recommend it. My full review is here.
26 June 2011
My Weekend
Yesterday was a really great day, despite feeling sad about the second anniversary of Michael's passing.
Rachel came over in the morning, and we went to get my Angel Food pick-up. I love that they always have some young men (and some older men) there to help the women carry the boxes to their cars. There's one young man who I found out is saving money to go to school, so I always make sure to tip him. I don't tip him much, but boy is he ever grateful! I'm always careful to do the "thank you, here's some money" handshake so as to not make it obvious that I'm giving him money, because I'm not actually sure if him accepted a tip is frowned upon and I don't want to get him in trouble. (The pick-up site is a church, as most - if not all Angel Food sites are - and I think the helpers are considered part of community spirit, so I really don't want to get him in trouble, especially as the pastor is usually overseeing.)
Then Rachel and I made the Crescent Zucchine Pie, which we decided should be called Zucchini Quiche. Rachel had brought over last year's Harry Potter movie (HP and the Deathly Hallows, Part I) since I haven't seen it yet (I tried to earlier this year, but that was a whole debacle), but since the quiche goes into the oven for 25 minutes, we decided it would be dumb to start the movie, then stop it to get something out of the oven, plate, etc. So she relaxed while I processed some of the fresh fruit and veggies from Angel Food. And by relaxing, I mean that she went through some of the clothes I'm getting rid of. She scored three items. She also scored a mango, a watermelon, some lemons, and a bag of frozen carrots from my Angel Food box. No wonder she likes coming over!
We watched the movie (and made fun of several parts of it - especially when Ron started actually like a little bitch). We really had a laugh at one part that was miscaptioned. I didn't know it had been miscaptioned, and I got REALLY confused. I don't want to spoil the movie, so no details, but I basically thought Hermione had gone spectacularly stupid. When I repeated what I thought had been said to Rachel and added, "What the hell? That doesn't even make sense!!!" She burst out laughing and explained that it was miscaptioned. Then, for the rest of the movie, that kind of became a running joke. "Well, you know, had you just [what I thought Hermione had said]."
This is one reason I don't go to movies in theatres much. There aren't that many movies that are captioned at the theatres, and the assisted listening devices only help SO much. And unless I'm with a really good friend who understands my CAPD and doesn't mind me going, "Wait - what'd they say?" every once in awhile, it's just not worth it.
Anyway, after that, my friend Naomi is in town this weekend, and she came over a couple of hours after that. I was so glad we went to eat at one of my favourite restaurants, Vietnam Café, because I was famished by then. We both decided to be brave and try something we'd never tried before there, even though we'd been there tons of times before. After, we went back to my place just to hang out for awhile and continued to chat. I got to catch Naomi up on all the job-ness that's going on, which was nice because I don't blog about all the nitty-gritty details, and it's really just too much to IM to someone. For dessert, we intended to grab ice cream at a local place called Milk & Honey, but they close earlier on Saturday than they do during the week, which I didn't realise. So we wandered back up the street and tried out a new place, Mood Cafe - yes, Mood Cafe, not Mood Café. Milkshakes... yum.
All in all, a great day full of fun, friends, and food. What could be better?
Rachel came over in the morning, and we went to get my Angel Food pick-up. I love that they always have some young men (and some older men) there to help the women carry the boxes to their cars. There's one young man who I found out is saving money to go to school, so I always make sure to tip him. I don't tip him much, but boy is he ever grateful! I'm always careful to do the "thank you, here's some money" handshake so as to not make it obvious that I'm giving him money, because I'm not actually sure if him accepted a tip is frowned upon and I don't want to get him in trouble. (The pick-up site is a church, as most - if not all Angel Food sites are - and I think the helpers are considered part of community spirit, so I really don't want to get him in trouble, especially as the pastor is usually overseeing.)
Then Rachel and I made the Crescent Zucchine Pie, which we decided should be called Zucchini Quiche. Rachel had brought over last year's Harry Potter movie (HP and the Deathly Hallows, Part I) since I haven't seen it yet (I tried to earlier this year, but that was a whole debacle), but since the quiche goes into the oven for 25 minutes, we decided it would be dumb to start the movie, then stop it to get something out of the oven, plate, etc. So she relaxed while I processed some of the fresh fruit and veggies from Angel Food. And by relaxing, I mean that she went through some of the clothes I'm getting rid of. She scored three items. She also scored a mango, a watermelon, some lemons, and a bag of frozen carrots from my Angel Food box. No wonder she likes coming over!
We watched the movie (and made fun of several parts of it - especially when Ron started actually like a little bitch). We really had a laugh at one part that was miscaptioned. I didn't know it had been miscaptioned, and I got REALLY confused. I don't want to spoil the movie, so no details, but I basically thought Hermione had gone spectacularly stupid. When I repeated what I thought had been said to Rachel and added, "What the hell? That doesn't even make sense!!!" She burst out laughing and explained that it was miscaptioned. Then, for the rest of the movie, that kind of became a running joke. "Well, you know, had you just [what I thought Hermione had said]."
This is one reason I don't go to movies in theatres much. There aren't that many movies that are captioned at the theatres, and the assisted listening devices only help SO much. And unless I'm with a really good friend who understands my CAPD and doesn't mind me going, "Wait - what'd they say?" every once in awhile, it's just not worth it.
Anyway, after that, my friend Naomi is in town this weekend, and she came over a couple of hours after that. I was so glad we went to eat at one of my favourite restaurants, Vietnam Café, because I was famished by then. We both decided to be brave and try something we'd never tried before there, even though we'd been there tons of times before. After, we went back to my place just to hang out for awhile and continued to chat. I got to catch Naomi up on all the job-ness that's going on, which was nice because I don't blog about all the nitty-gritty details, and it's really just too much to IM to someone. For dessert, we intended to grab ice cream at a local place called Milk & Honey, but they close earlier on Saturday than they do during the week, which I didn't realise. So we wandered back up the street and tried out a new place, Mood Cafe - yes, Mood Cafe, not Mood Café. Milkshakes... yum.
All in all, a great day full of fun, friends, and food. What could be better?
25 June 2011
Michael... Still Missing You
I can't believe Michael has been gone for two years now.
Time is so funny. It seems like only yesterday that I was sitting here in disbelief wondering how in the hell a reputable station like CNN could be reporting something like Michael Jackson's death. When the hell did THEY start dealing in tabloid gossip? I got why TMZ was flashing it on their site, but CNN? Bunch of friggin' sell-outs. I was so ANGRY. Why were they attacking him AGAIN?
But then multiple reports started flooding in from other reputable news sources. And I just didn't understand. I called Mom because maybe only the Philly stations had been hacked and were hearing this drivel. But, no... she had heard the news, too. And, still... it just didn't compute. Why would these people be doing this?
On the other hand, it seems like forever ago that I left for work early the day after The King of Pop died so I could stop at Dunkin Donuts. I had a simple bribe for the people at my office - you can have doughnuts, but please don't mention Michael; I just can't take it. It seems like forever ago that I was putting out calls to my friends all over the country for newspapers reporting the end of Michael's life. And my shock when one person in New York flatly refused to have nothing to do with it, simply because HE was involved.
To this day, my therapist and I still discuss ways for me to cope with this huge loss. I know that he wasn't someone I knew personally. I know that some people have never understood and will never understand my grief. Slowly but surely, I am trying to move toward celebrating his life and legacy and away from mourning the loss.
But I'm sad for the people who know him as only a punchline, and the people who know him as only a aging star, and the people who know him as only a the guy who got famous again after he died. I'm sad that there won't be any new music or any new dance moves. I'm sad that there won't be any new innovative videos from him.
He inspired an entire generation (at least) of rock, R&B, and hip-hop stars (in song, dance, and video); he was a great humanitarian, he was an amazing philanthropist, and, by all accounts, he was a wonderful father.
Michael, I still miss you.
Time is so funny. It seems like only yesterday that I was sitting here in disbelief wondering how in the hell a reputable station like CNN could be reporting something like Michael Jackson's death. When the hell did THEY start dealing in tabloid gossip? I got why TMZ was flashing it on their site, but CNN? Bunch of friggin' sell-outs. I was so ANGRY. Why were they attacking him AGAIN?
But then multiple reports started flooding in from other reputable news sources. And I just didn't understand. I called Mom because maybe only the Philly stations had been hacked and were hearing this drivel. But, no... she had heard the news, too. And, still... it just didn't compute. Why would these people be doing this?
On the other hand, it seems like forever ago that I left for work early the day after The King of Pop died so I could stop at Dunkin Donuts. I had a simple bribe for the people at my office - you can have doughnuts, but please don't mention Michael; I just can't take it. It seems like forever ago that I was putting out calls to my friends all over the country for newspapers reporting the end of Michael's life. And my shock when one person in New York flatly refused to have nothing to do with it, simply because HE was involved.
To this day, my therapist and I still discuss ways for me to cope with this huge loss. I know that he wasn't someone I knew personally. I know that some people have never understood and will never understand my grief. Slowly but surely, I am trying to move toward celebrating his life and legacy and away from mourning the loss.
But I'm sad for the people who know him as only a punchline, and the people who know him as only a aging star, and the people who know him as only a the guy who got famous again after he died. I'm sad that there won't be any new music or any new dance moves. I'm sad that there won't be any new innovative videos from him.
He inspired an entire generation (at least) of rock, R&B, and hip-hop stars (in song, dance, and video); he was a great humanitarian, he was an amazing philanthropist, and, by all accounts, he was a wonderful father.
Michael, I still miss you.
24 June 2011
List #15: Things That Catch My Eye in a Woman
1. I love great calves. I can't even really describe what constitutes great calves, except that they're ever so SLIGHTLY chunky, but not fat, not quite muscular, and definitely not thin.
2. I love great boobs. Size isn't really that important to me, but the shape is. Torpedo boobs frighten me. You know those boobs that stick straight out as if the woman has torpedoes stuck to her chest? Yeah, those don't do much for me. I'm also not a big fan of the uni-boob.
3. A nice ass is always eye-catching. Here, I'm just not a big fan of the bubble butt. And, as with men, I just want the person to HAVE an ass.
And while I'm on the topic of boobs and butts... stop wearing clothes that have things written across them, and then glaring at me when you see me reading them. It's just not fair.
4. Just like with the guys, a nice smile and
5. Nice eyes
6. There's a certain facial structure I find attractive, especially square jaw-lines.
And... just for kicks, one of my favourite celeb crushes...
2. I love great boobs. Size isn't really that important to me, but the shape is. Torpedo boobs frighten me. You know those boobs that stick straight out as if the woman has torpedoes stuck to her chest? Yeah, those don't do much for me. I'm also not a big fan of the uni-boob.
3. A nice ass is always eye-catching. Here, I'm just not a big fan of the bubble butt. And, as with men, I just want the person to HAVE an ass.
And while I'm on the topic of boobs and butts... stop wearing clothes that have things written across them, and then glaring at me when you see me reading them. It's just not fair.
4. Just like with the guys, a nice smile and
5. Nice eyes
6. There's a certain facial structure I find attractive, especially square jaw-lines.
And... just for kicks, one of my favourite celeb crushes...
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