Monthly Archive for August, 2004

update…no update

Thanks everyone. :)
Haven’t heard anything from mom yet today. I’ll call her tonight if she hasn’t called.

I’m just at work, doing my transformation for the THIRD time.

Not knowing is driving me a little nuts. If I knew…if something happened…then I could do something. I could prepare. I could make calls, schedule flights, make arrangements with work…

But I’m in limbo. I’ve been here before. I’ve spent a long time here, it’s very familiar.

eh…my thoughts are wandering everywhere. I’ll post again when I know something. or if I don’t know anything. or if I’m still here. or whenever :)

Sad dose of reality

Kevin had a very nice birthday. The roast and fondue turned out very yummy. And I took plenty of pictures…of the food! for the recipe site.

My mother called me a little while ago to tell me that my grandmother (her mother) was in the hospital. She’s in a coma due to bleeding in her brain, that may or may not have been caused by a fall last week.

They’re putting a stent in to relieve some of the pressure. But we’re supposed to prepare ourselves.

I’m staying hopefull. She’s come through some pretty bad times before: triple bypass, uterine cancer, breast cancer. She’s tough and a fighter.

Please keep her and my family in your thought and prayers.

My turn…where’s the herd? Baaah!

Well, the roast is in, the black lace thigh-highs are bought, and Kevin is napping to “rest up” for later.

While I think I’ve given everyone a little TMI (especially today!) I’m going to do my best to come up with one of those list thingies. Aimee told me to.

1. My mother was raised Catholic, my dad presbyterian. I think the only reason us kids were raised presbyterian was that there was a church within walking distance of our house. And the only reason my parents made us go was so that could get a few hours of alone time without 3 kids bugging them.

2. I was borderline “annoying christian” through high school. I got a grip in college.

3. My first real drink (aside from the occasional sip of wine at christmas) wasn’t until I was a sophomore in college. It was a “fuzzy screwdriver” (orange juice, vodka, peach schnapps). I had one and was tipsy for the rest of the night. Once I realized it wasn’t so bad, there was no stopping me.

4. I attempted to pledge a sorority (sorry, a “women’s fraternity”) in college, but dropped out when the girls got all bitchy on me. Didn’t need that shit!

5. I am severely allergic to peanuts and tree nuts in a life threatening kind of way. The life threatening part is pretty new. Most of my life all I would do is get sick to my stomach if I ate one. A few years ago the reaction hit me so strong I ended up in the hospital. Now I have to carry around not one, but TWO epi pens in case I accidentally eat something with nuts in it.

6. I’m also allergic to bivalves (clams, oyesters, mussels and scallops) in a less severe kind of way. (two hours after I eat them I end up sick to my stomach…for the rest of the night)

7. it’s because of my food allergies that I’m afraid to travel to exotic countries where I don’t speak the language.

8. I moved to atlanta 5 years ago by myself not knowing a single soul. My friends thought I was brave. I thought of it as running away.

9. I didn’t have sex until I was 23 years old.

10. I have since made up for lost time.

11. I like sex a little rough. Really! I love it when Kevin bites my neck and scratches my back hard. I may be the only person over the age of 15 who still gets (and gives) hickies. people in the lab don’t even comment any more.

12. I don’t own any porno movies, but I check out gorillalinks.com alot. It’s free. I won’t pay for internet porn! I will occasionally tape a late night HBO movie, but like sloth said, there’s too much fast forwarding involved. And they don’t show much.

13. I own one vibrator. Kevin bought it for me - it’s purple! I keep hinting that I’d like to go shopping with him for more toys. Maybe this weekend…

14. Sometimes after multiple orgasms, I cry. Not a little - a lot. Heaving hiccuping sobs where I can’t even catch my breath.

15. I have extremely sensitive nipples, and I’ve been told that this is very rare for a large breasted woman. I once thought about breast reduction surgery, but decided against it, since loss of sensation in the nipples is a possible side effect.

16. I’m DD-DDD, depending on the bra.

17. I don’t think I’m cut out for the swinging lifestyle, but sometimes…just SOMETIMES…the thought of a threesome intrigues me.

18. when I first heard about the concept of a blog a while back, I went on a tyrrade about what a stupid concept it was. It was just a way for over-opinionated people to feel important.

19. Kevin never fails to bring this up whenever I say “oooo…I should post (whatever) on my blog”

and finally…

20. Starting my blog(s) has been one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. I have met the most WONDERFUL people here, and even if I never meet any of you in person, you are all my friends :)

The birthday boy

Today is K’s birthday. OK. It’s Kevin’s birthday. The whole K thing is getting silly. His name is Kevin. Or teddy bear. Or babe. But only I’m allowed to call him those last two.

Today is his birthday, and aside from the gifts that he WON’T be getting today (thank you VERY MUCH ups, and usps!) I’m making him a special dinner.

Cooking is how I express my love for people. It’s a bit of a selfish act, because I love trying out new recipes and tweaking old ones, and I love the satisfaction of having something come together and taste delicious. I love making people happy with the food that I make, and I love the compliments I get from my cooking (hey, I’m only human).

This love for cooking only developed in the past few years, but the seeds were planted very early in childhood. My grandmother bakes up a storm for every holiday. She gives pies and puddings and cakes as gifts. Every time she presses a pound cake into my hands before I leave her house, she is really saying “I love you.”

This also explains why my entire family is overweight.

Since Kevin and I started dating, I have expanded my cooking repertoire considerably. There are many things that are silly to cook for one, but great to cook for two. Also, he eats whatever I put in front of him with gusto, so I can experiment with different ingredients and cooking styles without fear that he’ll turn his nose up at it (I’ve dated picky eaters before. Beatdown with my cast iron grillpan!).

The result of all this is that I have ruined Kevin, culinarily speaking, for anyone else. According to him, his ex wife would only ever make two dishes: soup and sandwiches, and chicken fingers. And she would bitch about having to do it as well. So the fact that he’s now with someone who not only cooks huge and sometimes exotic meals for him, but LOVES doing it as well, has completely blown his mind. I don’t think I ever have to worry about him straying.

Also I’m pretty good in bed.

Kevin is MINE FOREVER! BWAAAHAHAHA!

So his food tastes have changed since we started dating. I’m pretty sure that a “special” meal for him before probably would have just involved steak, or some other basic meat. Maybe with some instant mashed potatoes. Voila – special birthday dinner.

Not anymore. For his birthday, Kevin has requested cheese fondue. I make it with chedder, swiss, and beer and serve it with bread, asparagus, and apples. And for dessert…cake? No. Not cake. Crème brule.

as an aside: you CAN make easy crème brule! There is a MIX from a company called Dean Jacobs. It costs less than $3 and makes 4 servings. You probably have to go to a gourmet food store, though. All you do is add cream and milk and cook it like you would jello pudding! Then pour it into bowls or ramekins and stick in the fridge for a few hours. Swear to GOD it tastes the same as what you get in a restaurant. The mix even comes with a little package of natural sugar that you can sprinkle on top and melt under the broiler or with a torch. GUYS: impress your wives/girlfriends with this! Plus you get to play with fire!

Actually, I think he just wants crème brule so he can play with my kitchen torch. Men!

Also I’m trying a roast beef in the rotisserie. The rotisserie is his new favorite toy, and every time we’re at the grocery store he wants to buy ANOTHER chicken so we can use the rotisserie.

Me: but we JUST HAD it yesterday!!!

Him: so??? We can have it again tomorrow?
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Hooray! The packages finally arrived! The tracking was wrong! Now I just have to sneak out of work a little early and head to the mall. I want to look for something for me to wear…that’s really for his enjoyment. Hehe…

There will probably be pictures, but I won’t be posting them here ;)

Googliscious!

Time again for sharing some of the interesting terms people have searched and found my blog:

lislaz (google) - why they found mine and not Fleece’s I’ll never know

the olympic torch looks like a joint (yahoo) - apparently, K and I are not the only ones to think so

bob costas wedding ring (google) - who searches for that???

bsdm tattoo (yahoo) - celti? no…VADER!!!

generic for adavan (msn) - apparently I’m giving medical advice now

woohoo! that was fun. maybe every once in a while I’ll just insert a random phrase into a post, just to see if anyone searches for it.

HORNY ALIEN CROTCH PLANTS!!!!