Saturday, August 29, 2009

Topsy Turvy - Month 3

As you can see, the tomato plant has grown and grown. However, it hasn't been hot enough for many of my grape tomatoes to ripen!


I just hope we can pick these before it snows...






Today's harvest.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Book Review

Julie & Julia : My Year of Cooking Dangerously by Julie Powell
Synopsis: Forty years after it is written, Julie (our foul-mouthed heroine) decides to cook her way through Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking and then blog about it.
Readability: Easy peasy.
Predictability: Oh, well. You know.
Couldn't Put it Down Factor: I flew through the first half of the book, but then I admit, I grew tired of the whining of the narrator and the detailed descriptions of the food were...nauseating. But maybe that's just me.
Recommend it?: Oh, sure. It was a cute read. Let it be known: I LOVED the movie. LOVED it. Loved it WAY more than the book. I never thought I would say that in my entire life. Ever. The truth is, they changed the movie enough to make me fall in love with the foul-mouthed heroine and thoroughly enjoy the added storyline about Julia Child. Honestly, the book was missing more about the REAL Mrs. Child.
Three out of Five stars. Eh.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

The reason I am careful not to ride in people's blind spots is because they can't see me.
Take heed.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Insert Foot in Mouth

Do you think extroverts have to make more apologies than introverts?
Someone should do a study on that.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Oregon Trail

Richard is on a long road trip this week for work.
This morning I got a text that said, "I'm coming up on the Missouri River. What do I do? Ford the River? Caulk seams and float? Or pay for a ferry?"
Then later, "You got a snake bite."
Figures.

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Luscious Locks

Recently my friend was admiring Shirley's hair.
"I would just kill for this hair," she said. "What happens between here," she said pointing at Shirley, "and HERE??" Holding up a strand of her own hair.
"Men," I said.