Cottage Cheese

Although I try to post (almost) everyday, sometimes I just can’t pull it all together.  And I subscribe to the rule, “If you can’t blog something nice/interesting, then don’t blog nothin’ at all.”   Yesterday, all that came to mind was “tired. need sleep.” so I decided to cut my losses and go to bed.

Today, however, I have some news to report: turns out cottage cheese is not half-bad.

In my desperation to find something quick for dinner at the grocery store last evening, I happened upon cottage cheese as I was passing between the eggs and the sour cream (two things I really like). Now, I’ve had some brief experiences with cottage cheese in the past, but we never got along that well.  I decided it was finally time to give it another chance.

After I got home from the grocery store, I prepared a robust and balanced meal of cottage cheese and steamed broccoli.

(It could have been worse.   At least there was some nutritional value.)

Anyway, I actually kind of liked the cottage cheese and I ate it again this evening.   I might even eat it again tomorrow and the next day.

After that, I will probably be tired of it and not eat it again for a few years.

That’s just the way I am with food.  I become obsessed with things and then I can’t stand the thought of them for a while.

I think I need to review my self-imposed blogging rules.

Let me try again:

Hey there,

Welcome to Tuesday’s post.

I saw a lovely sunset the other night on my walk/run.  Ralk? Wun? Trot?

I’ll work on that some more.

And one more random story for the road:

I did some laundry yesterday and I have yet to fold it.  Miss Scarlett thought these sheets and towels made a perfect nest on top of her favorite chair.

Bliss.

I’ll do better tomorrow.  I promise.

Y’all come back,

Sugarlump

Relax

This is Scarlett’s spot on the back of the sofa in case you couldn’t already tell.

She passes many an afternoon on her perch, watching the activity outside through the sliding door.

Sometimes she’s extremely camera-shy.

And, often, she’s quite grouchy.

When there is a bird or anything else that moves on the deck, she puts on her game face and watches it like a hawk.

Really, Scarlett, I wish you would relax and make yourself comfortable.

Please take note of her legs, particularly her back leg flung over the back of the sofa.  She’s so modest with her superman poses.

She’s annoyed that I’m talking about her like this.

But she still thinks I’m alright because I let her think she owns the place…which might not be far from the truth.

Y’all come back,

Sugarlump

Passport Service

In honor of my 100th post on the Sugarlump, I want to share a very special part of my childhood. When my cousin Lauren and I were little, we loved to play in Papa’s old office, which was attached to … Continue reading

Stop and Stare at the Clouds

On my run/walk/mostly walk this evening, I encountered some wild clouds. Shocking, I know. I had someone tell me recently that she now thinks of me every time she sees weird clouds. I was honored. I am officially a cloud lady. But … Continue reading

Up in the Clouds

I was in Connecticut last week on a business trip.  When I left Nashville, it was approximately 110 degrees.  When I arrived in Connecticut, it was approximately 80 degrees.  The conference room where I spent the majority of my time … Continue reading

Pearly Whites

I am writing this with Crest White Strips on my teeth. I find them very uncomfortable so I decided to distract myself by blogging.

I’m not sure why these white strips are so problematic for me, but I have an awful time getting them to stick to my teeth.  I have to avoid talking or closing my mouth when I have them on or else they seem to lose their grip on my chompers.

To help with issue, I have started using a paper towel to remove as much moisture as possible from my teeth before I put on the white strips.  If you’ve never tried this before, I would recommend it just to see what it’s like.  It is a very bizarre feeling.

I’ve taken a poll among family and friends and it seems as though I am the only one who has such difficulty with this teeth whitening process.

I guess my teeth are shaped funny.

I know that makes me sound quite attractive, so I would just like to clarify that I had braces and my teeth are straight.  I don’t look like a jack-o-lantern.

I really detest these white strips.

On the bright side, they are preventing me from eating, which I’ve already done enough of today.

I really want some chocolate.

Ding.

My 30 minutes is up.  I can’t wait to pull these things off.

My teeth had better be so sparkly by next week that you need sunglasses to look at me.

Y’all come back,

Sugarlump

Cricket, Cricket

For the 4th of July, Eugene and I headed to Burkesville to see our extended family.  As we went to bed on Tuesday night out in the country, we couldn’t help but notice how loud the crickets were. It’s funny … Continue reading

Family Visit: Scene I

I haven’t posted much this past week as I have been a tad busy with out-of-town guests (my immediate family), visiting my grandparents in Kentucky, picking beans out of the garden, making potato and chicken salad (clarification: potato salad and chicken salad, not salad with chicken and potatoes.  That would be weird.), cleaning up my house, drinking enough water to match the rate at which I am sweating it out due to the triple digit heat wave, breaking up and shelling beans to put up, wrangling my cats, watching the clouds, working at my day job, watering my scorched container garden, sending thank you notes, catching up on recorded reruns of Pioneer Woman, tracking severe weather across the U.S., and remembering my name.

It has been quite a week, but a good one.

I had Mexican food for dinner Friday, Sunday and Monday nights.

I repeat: It was a good week.

It was also nice to see my family.  We tend to have some good laughs when we’re together.

The fun began when my sister drove down from Lexington and we picked up my parents at the airport the Friday before last.

Getting down to business, we drove straight to Mexican Restaurant #1 for dinner.

My Dad ordered a large Margarita, which was served in what seemed to be a punch bowl with a stem.

I had taken a few minutes to decide what kind of drink I wanted and I was telling the waitress that I would like a strawberry daiquiri as my Dad’s water basin of a drink arrived.

The waitress then asked me what size drink I would like.  Seeing my eyes bulge out of my head as they placed my Dad’s drink on the table, she cracked a smile and devilishly asked:

“You want big?”

I was a little hesitant to order a drink as large as my head, but I kind of wanted one.   The waitress was a very perceptive lady and concluded:

“You want big.”

A few minutes later, this is what arrived.

Yes, Eugene, that is my drink.

As you can see, we were off to a great start with the family visit.

We enjoyed a tasty dinner and caught up on what had gone on in the past week.  I was telling my parents about taking my cats, Gus and Scarlett, to the vet for the first time since moving to Nashville.  I had to take them in for a distemper shot and I was going on about how Scarlett had behaved quite badly, per usual. I believe at this point in the conversation Eugene was sort of half-listening as she tried to make a dent in the 4 plates of food she had been served because she looked up confused and asked:

“Wait, she had to get a shot for his temper?”

We all died laughing. Another great “Julia-ism.”

Oh, you crack me up, Eugene.

More to come on the rest of the family weekend.

Y’all come back,

Sugarlump

111

Yesterday, we hit 111 degrees.  It was sizzlin’. My car has air conditioning settings 1-4 and 2 and 3 no longer work.  Normally, 1 is not cool enough and 4 is far too aggressive.  Yesterday, however, 4 was barely cutting … Continue reading