Thursday, April 30, 2009

Blackberries and brownies

Well here I am. Taking a breather...*sigh*.

I'm here early at GURP waiting for my 6PM class. I just ate my blackberries in shame after indulging in two Rafaellos and half a Little Debbie brownie. I got them for Tricia! Anyhow, waiting for my Amy's burrito to cool down, (remember to never pay more than $2 for one of those) I'm reflecting on the past semester and trying to get ready to think about all that is coming up.

Ugh, I don't really want to think about that right now, though. But, I'll need to coordinate summer classes and the last months of my AmeriCorps year plus all the "life" stuff that comes with it...a job, a new place to live, etc.

I had my last HDF class meeting this afternoon and didn't go back to the office except to pick up my car. I chatted for a while with Tricia while I was debating whether or not it was too hot in my car and then I headed out to Wally World for some snacks. No, not snackey cakes, Chris, but I did get Little Debbie brownies, which don't count.

I've been to the Pyramid Village Wal-Mart a couple of times recently which takes me back to last year when I lived in Aycock. Sometimes I get confused at the Wal-Marts because of their slightly different layouts of aisles and aisles of lots of stuff that we shouldn't buy but at least I get a workout when I'm looking at shampoo and then have to trek over to the other end of the world to get a banana.

Or a bunch of bananas, rather. Oh, and I am so over that banana thing I had going last month. For now.

Let me upload the millions of pics on my camera so I can let you know what I did this weekend because I know you just can't wait!

It's that time again...

I like how the day that I traditionally check my bank account to see the gorgeous deposit that UNCG has made for my hard-earned hours in the past month, I also get my student loan statement bright and early in the morning.

Oh, Citibank, you little tease, you.

I haven't posted in a while, but for good reason. I'm trying to wrap up the semester and I'll be super-happy when that happens. This is my last week of classes more or less. I am only going to a class meeting next week to finish up presentations. I should be finishing up my GLP entries so I get credit before I graduate! I have a backlog of entries for my blog with a million photos, again, with my phone's awesome camera-ing capabilities. I'm off now--it's already 6:30AM and I must begin the day!

Monday, April 27, 2009

Non-dairy frozen dessert

Chris, don't worry, I know that this is how you feel about my blog.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Out of Touch

Can I just say, I love Hall & Oates, my goodness.

I have only recently discovered them. I knew the songs, just not that they sang them. Have we idolized the 80s enough yet, you think?

And I thought Nelly Furtado was the only Maneater out there.

Please Don't Go...Gravitron

Ok, ok, I am doing work...I'm printing out a handbook to look over for my paper.

After listening to some Hall & Oates, YouTube destiny linked me to the reincarnation of "Please Don't Go Girl". Then, I saw it...the Starship 2000, or the Gravitron. I loved this ride. It makes me want to eat centrifugal force.

Oh, here is the original. C-l-a-s-s-i-c.


I just burned a carrot that I cut up into little, cute pieces. That's what I get for trying to eat carrots for breakfast, *sigh*. I want some Pure Decadence right now...what's up with the Food Lion here jacking up the prices on it, like, every week?! They know I'm addicted. I just may make a trip out cream for breakfast!

Oh, I just checked the website and it's actually "Purely Decadent" not "Pure Decadence". Either way, it's true. Should I really be buying ice cream (and maybe some white Zin...maybe?) before noon on a Sunday? Can I even buy wine before noon on a Sunday?

Oh, goodness, I'm getting off track. Back to birthing my paper. Sorry, Erika, for stealing that. It just sounds so good.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Snacky Cakes

What ever happened to the Oreo?

I went to Harris Teeter yesterday to pick up lunch (HT chicken salad on crossaint, $3.99, a bit much but good) and of course a make-up box of Oreo Cakesters to take to Grace. I swear, I stood in front of the cookies in the cookie aisle forever trying to find these Cakesters. There are officially way too many Oreo products on the shelves. Not only are there a million types of the main cookie--from regular to Double Stuff to those mommy-fied cereal straws. Then there's the cereal and mini-cookies and ice cream and blah blah blah. I really thought there weren't any Cakesters, but I did find them and they were on sale! 2/$4 but I only got one box...yay for some good decisions!

There it is. The last in the package. I better not eat them.

So, I picked up lunch at Barnes & Noble today while I was returning a medical Spanish-language reference and buying some others from a somewhat rude cashier. Those Terra chips have the oddest texture but they are so good. Too bad I've bent the hell out of my frenillos eating them. I got a turkey sandwich and by the time I had a few bites left, I wondered if I was eat ham and i freaked out and threw out the rest of the meat. But, here is what it was before I started thinking too much:

When I pulled into the parking lot at Barnes & Noble I saw this and busted out laughing. Oh, childhood.

To quote Erika, I will be birthing a paper soon.

Oooooh, I get it now...

Click for a bigger image.

I just received an email this morning:

"Membership downgrade successful".

That's right, Netflix, no scheming on us. Chris and I just downgraded our 3-DVD-a-month to just two but we didn't want to have three DVDs at the house juuust in case that meant we could be charged for them for the whole next month. We beat the man!

Sure. Well, hopefully we finish the end of Amelie before too long. The Hellboy movies we saw this week seem like the most romantic thing Chris and I have accomplished recently since I actually stayed awake through both of the movies! Plus, Red and Liz are just TOO cute, right? Right, people? You know you want to see what that baby looks like.

Ok, so back to reality and the 20-page paper due soon. No, wait, it's too early for hysteria, so I'll wait until later to mull over this.

I love to read comics every morning. I don't feel childish about it because it is just one of my regular sources for entertainment. I don't regularly watch television and,until I got Netflix, hardly watched movies aside from my small collection (including the classic, Muppet Treasure Island) and the cinema feature once in a while.

Everyday, I read I used to keep a list of my favorite strips in my Mozilla bookmarks and save the ones I loved on my laptop, but all of that has been halted due to the site's recent makeover that allows me to be way more interactive with the strips. But, I haven't gone to deep into the account I created. I have my homepage with all of the strips that I know I want to read and when I think one is funny I usually use the e-mail option to send it to Chris. The comics currently on my homepage, in no order of laughability, are:

Arlo and Janis (favorite)
Betty (favorite)
Cow & Boy
F Minus
Family Tree (favorite)
Flight Deck
Jump Start
On A Claire Day (favorite)
One Big Happy
Pearls Before Swine
Speed Bump
The Born Loser
The Buckets (favorite)
The Meaning of Lila
The Other Coast
Working Daze
Soup to Nutz (favorite)

Oh, ok I see, they're in alphabetical order on the page.

As you see, I have some favorites out of these favorites. I used to think that I wanted to read a strip about someone like me, like when I first started visiting to read Ellington Way back in the day. Like On A Claire Day, it was about a young woman! I used to feel that way about Lila and her bar-hopping and man-wanting, but she is just too much of a {enter word here}. She needs some goals in life.

I used to love Diesel Sweeties but ever since they stopped showing on, I can't handle their storyline on their own website for some reason. I thought that strip was hilarious on At the same time, before I had so many that I looked at in one sitting, I also read Cow & Boy like it was the comic version of The Daily Show. That cow and boy were just too hip. I thought it was so cool but for some reason in November I stopped reading it and haven't been since. So, one day when I have nothing to do, it'll be a Cow & Boy marathon.

I used to read Red Meat, but ever since that one strip about the mucus, I had to stop. That was TOO gross. Even for Red Meat.

And, you know, I learn, too. So here is what "soup to nuts" means. Now, that is what I call a real-world education.

Oh, it's getting close to 7AM. I should be off, peoples. TGIF. =)

Don't forget about something happening tomorrow:

Sat. Apr. 25 -- 12 noon - 4 pm @ Deep Roots Market (parking lot)
Come enjoy an afternoon of delicious natural food sampling, music, community and fun! Local food vendors, area farmers, face painting, free stuff, recycling tips, sunshine (!) and a free dog wash for your friendly family pooch will all contribute to activities for the whole family -- and best of all, it's FREE!


Thursday, April 23, 2009

Naked Link

Ok, here's a naked link to Manny's Universal Cafe which was way down the search results on Google.

Time to get ready for work!


FACT: I have a 20-page paper due by noon on Sunday, April 26, 2009.

FACT: I am officially freaking out.

I have left out what stage I am in, writing this paper, but let me just assure that I have at least started the process. A couple of weeks ago, that meant reading over the assignment in the syllabus, but I am a bit further along than that now.

So, today I'm at the clinic in the morning, then class and then another class. I've got some pockets of time between all of that, so I'll probably stop by the office at some point. I am feeling out of the loop in the office but it is also kind of freeing.

I didn't come into the office yesterday after my training in Raleigh. I was thinking about leaving the training before lunch, but then I thought it would be kind of silly as I would have then driven more hours than the length of time I was at the training. So, I stayed through lunch at the legislative cafeteria that makes the Caf look like a country club dining hall. I got a decent meal there, gave myself some indigestion, but was happy to find a seat there since it was super-crowded.

We then went over to the front of the building to get our group pic and I wanted to be a part of that so I was glad I stayed. We stampeded our way back into the legislative building and heard mutterings about why we couldn't walked up the stairs on the red carpet. I thought, been there, heard that story. But I can't find a decent link on it...sorry. =( haha

{A random cross in the fountain. Those lobbyists!}

Well, as I was waiting around for the tour of the legislative building for a second time, wondering if we were going to share the tour again with a group of third graders, I was told that I could leave since this was my second year of the Citizenship training, but it was the second half of the training that was new and I should have stayed...but I didn't.

And as much as I got lost getting into downtown Raleigh, I sure had some time hustling around trying to get out of the area. I did get back home in two hours, but I spent a good amount of time demonizing my GPS for tricking me into going into every single side street possible. Then I figured, OK, it may be my fault since I was trying to go down 64 instead of 40; I got to Raleigh on 64, pretty nice, and I was going to find one way or another to get back down that way. So, I ended up setting my GPS to take me to the "center city" of Siler City which made me feel like a genius. Genius.

There are roads with some funny names off of Highway 64. The one I remember the most is Crazy Horse something which I only remember because that's when 88.5 started to get static-y.

Luckily, 101.1 was still on clear as day. I was getting hot in my green long-sleeves and red windbreaker that together reminded me of Christmas which really confused me and made me want to turn the heat on. Then I remembered that the windbreaker was making me sweat so I nixed that idea.

Anyhow, I got home in time to watch Hellboy and Hellboy II with Chris. So random, but it was kind of nice. But, still weird to be watching movies when its super-bright made us feel, how do you say?, super-lazy.

Well, what's for lunch today? Where can I go that's new? On Tuesday, I finally decided to stop my Manny's Universal Cafe down at Southside. Again, I'm not a cafe-ing type of person and I wasn't sure if he'd have anything lunch-able, but I figured I could see what it was about and grab a cookie or pastry to go. I did get to talk to Manny himself who welcomed me as a new visitor and made me awesome turkey on wheat (and it didn't even have cheese on it and I still loved it!). I also got a mango smoothie (which he, like the guy at Tate St. Coffee, openly admitted was made from a premixed goop) and he assurred me that the only dairy in it would be a itt-bitty, teensy-weensy smidgen of vanilla creme (not cream?) powder to give it some body. I succumbed to my love for thick, liquid fruit and he rang it up. Here is what I ended up with:

I ate the bag of Lay's chips in the car so you're missing out on that, but you get the idea. I thought, wow, I could have made this sandwich at home. But, all in all, it was pretty good--a repeat buy!--and I'm in the Smoothie Club!

Oh, marketing. I'm not sure how often I'll have these, but juuuust in case.

Well, I am 2/3 of the way through my oatmeal this morning. It's just staring at me now, getting all crusty. *Sigh* I love you, too, rolled oats. I really do. I can't believe it's already Thursday. What a tease.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Done and done!

Hello! I'm a bit happier today. This morning was a bit stressful but that didn't include any of my interpretations today...they were great! Tomorrow, I am off to Raleigh for our Citizenship training. I'm skipping the carpool to drive down myself. Yay for mileage reimbursement! =)Anyhow, I'm off to bed. G'night!

Monday, April 20, 2009


Here's that post I promised. The end.

The dreaded final weeks of the semester. Perfect.

TImes triplicate!

No te preocupes, friend. There should be a new post today. This weekend was jam-packed. Not too busy, though it should have been. Shoulda, woulda, coulda. 10 days until it's all over! Then 20 until summer classes start! That's a nice break, I think. Oh, Monday, Monday, Monday.

Time for breakfast.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

End of the Universe

Well, here I am. Thursday night. TGIF tomorrow, I suppose, but only because the next day is Saturday!

Surprisingly, I am not so much pooped right now. I just came back from class and I have a lot of projects to sift through before I go to bed and have my all-over-the-place Friday. I think it's hilarious that right after we rearranged the office and I got this new huge, wonderful desk, I haven't really used it! My days have been so choppy this week since I've started my shift at the clinic in the mornings but it's kind of nice. I have been getting to the office at around 9AM before leaving to get to the clinic before 10AM but I'm more comfortable just leaving the house to get to the clinic at 10AM. I haven't been sleeping in, though. I get up even earlier than I did when I was leaving to be at the office at 9AM! Weird. But, it is nice to have that extra time in the morning to dilly-dally or even get some work done. My productive self doesn't have to start when I leave to go to the office!

I have been going to the office, the clinic, to class, running errands...all over the place this week! Driving to, walking to, waiting for, etc. So...yay for fast food!

That's bad, I know. This week has been filled with me NOT preparing my own feed. Monday was Cafe Carolina, Tuesday was a fantasy of Jimmy John's since I hadn't eaten the entire day since before 9AM until I came home at around 6PM but I ended up with ol' Subway. I accidentally ordered the $5 footlooooooooong that lasted me for two days. Wednesday, I cruised around the Guilford College area as I was waiting to attend the last part of the Border Stories series. I wanted to explore that area more since the only spots around there in my memory were the Red Oak that we went to to show Nils that we know a little something about beer over here and the Great Clips where Vidal gave me the honor to tell the hairdresser what to do to his 'do (though even I was hesitant to change it!).

Anyhow, so this is how I arrived to what felt like the end of the universe. I loved driving down W. Friendly away from downtown because the houses just got cuter and cuter. I saw that I had an hour before the event started to I thought, what the heck?, let's see where this sucker ends. So, I continued on, past New Garden Rd. (omg! Is that another Harris Teeter!?). I was shocked at how many developments there were. Townhomes, apartments, I mean where are these people coming from to move into these places? Is "If you build it, they will come" really true??? Goodness gracious. I find it shocking enough to think that along all of these pretty roads--Hobbs, Friendly, N. Elm--or whatever roads for this matter, there are lots of pretty houses, or just houses, whatever, I am talking about any major road, anyways, there are all of these side roads, neighborhoods within where there are even more residences!

Ok, that last sentence was horribly constructed but I think you can handle it.

To the point, I went all the way down W. Friendly until it ended...on W. Market St. I was speechless. I didn't know what to think. These behemoths of Greensboro travelocity came to a T. I seriously felt like I was at the end of the universe, it was so odd. But, then I got really hungry, so I turned around.

And that's also why I was cruising around. I had to etwas essen fast. My plan was to try out Jam's Deli but I got a tip from someone to avoid it like the plague. Oh, wait, now, my tipster tried to save me from Jam's but pleaded that I don't go to some other place out there in Quaker Village...what's the name?...hmmm...she couldn't figure out the name...but through her trials to remember this terrible establishment, I realized, oh! yes, of course, you are probably talking about Carolina's Diner! And she was. And I got all nostalgic. She got nauseated. Then I said, to her chagrin, "Nothin's finer than Carolina's Diner!" Oh, to hear that said with so much love and pride in a British accent once again.

It's almost 10PM! Time to...not be on here anymore! TGI...this!

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Done, and done!

Whew! It's 7AM and I feel like the day is passing me by, but I just submitted my taxes so bring on the day!

Now, don't judge. I started filing my 2008 return a million years ago, but I was confused about one tiny aspect about TaxAct's whole Republic Bank thing that I just figured out this morning.

SO, time to celebrate! I'll whip out that other half of my $5 footlooooooooooooong that I ordered by accident last night and have a couple of strawberries before they rot. What a celebration.

Ok! Time to seize the day. Ooooh, I'll check on my TB skin test results today. Scandalous. hahaha

I LOVE my But more on that later. It's sub-time.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Baby Bumps and Something Blue

No, no life-changing events for me! Just cupcakes!

Yesterday, I finally got my TB skin test that I need for work (I mean, service!). It took no time sooooo I should have done it earlier but, hey, there ya go. Other than the receptionist yelling my PHI all over the place, I had a great time in the UNCG Immunization Clinic with its high volume of gossips mags (which Chris calls my secret addiction...well, thank goodness for Jezebel!). I read about all the bump-watch in Hollywood though I somehow knew that all those babies were already nacidos (beat that Spanglish, Latina Magazine!). Better late than never Hollywoodlicious gossip, right? Riiiiight.

Anyhow, after my skin test I decided to do something craaaaazy and get lunch somewhere that I wasn't familiar with, causing all kinds of lunch-time anxieties and potential for eater's remorse. I really wanted to coffee-shop-hop yesterday; I planned to try out The Coffee Break (or The Coffee Break, or The Coffee Break, or, OK that's enough) and Dolce Aroma Coffee Bar. I don't even drink coffee. And I dislike paying for a cup of tea. I do like pastries, though! That I do know.

I didn't make it to either establishment. First, I was worried that my driving time would be for nought going to The Coffee Break since I wanted something savory and wasn't sure if the place would have anything more than bags of chips or the Saran-wrapped Hogan's Groovy Gourmet and such that Tate St. Coffee (wow, new site to me!) has. Second, I didn't want to deal with parking (i.e., paying for or parallel parking) downtown, so I defaulted to cruising down to Friendly Center.

I always intend to check my PO Box down there but usually pass by when I see the jam-packed post-office parking lot on most weekdays. Good thing no one ever sends me mail (*whimper* except for bills from UNCG) or I'd miss something. I arbitrarily decided to pick up lunch at Cafe Carolina & Bakery. Well, the place does use the word cafe, so that satisfied my cafe-ing goal for the day. I usually scorn that place but I can't even remember why. I know I had been there just one time before yesterday, years ago. I think tht I thought it was too frou-frou and it has sort of a small-scale Mimi's-ish/Bravo!-ish/every other stamped restaurant-ish feeling to it. But, since my neon cupcake success this weekend, I had to see what these Cafe Blue cupcakes were all about.

I didn't know if I was getting breakfast, lunch or brunch.I was stunned by the many items on the menu once I got there, feeling pressured to order by the oh-so-attentive cashier though I admitted my ignorance and capriciously ordered, of course, a dairy-fied flatbread (hold the feta cheese(!) or as the cash register read, "no feta chz", whew!). Tsk, tsk, Aden, no cheese, remember?! Well, at $8 for just the flatbread, I was thinking that it better...better be worth it. I was actually given one of those buzzer things to let me know when my order would be ready; I thought, wait, this isn't going to take like 5 minutes??? I wasn't ready to wait! I awkwardly hung around the "bakery" (I put quotes around that word, if you didn't notice) and snooped around the somewhat limited selection of items for a marquee bakery. Almost right away I order a vanilla Cafe Blue cupcake. Professionally, as I am now a professional designer of neon-frosted cupcakes, I had to taste the competition. Personally, I felt like I was indulging in an ACC/NCAA/I don't even know about basketball Carolina Blue Carolina madness cupcake, which made me quite uncomfortable. But, Chris would have been proud.

I got my food seven years later after waiting in the pleasant dining set-up they have there at CC&B, watching people actually studying, chitchatting, and laptop-ing away. My buzzer thing (someone please help me name this device) scared the green tea out of me and I hurriedly snatched up my flatbread and shuffled out the restaurant to the safety of the dining room set-up in my car.

Can we say excessive packaging. Man, I felt like I had just come out of a Macy's or something.

The flatbread was surprisingly positively impressing. Boo on Olive Garden's flatbread, by the way. I had a slice while being confused by the dollop of sour cream in the middle, then decided to save room for the cupcake.

At least the packaging was recycled/recyclable. I don't mind your Cafe Blue if you let me think I'm being green.

And, yes, I did start this post at around 3:30AM. It's just before 4:30AM now and I'm getting sleepy again. I woke up at around 3 after falling asleep at, what, like 9PM, haha, and have I got a long day today. Well, at least I have written this post, updated my timesheet for April, and printed out my article for class this week. Now time to read it! Or not...

P.S. Rain, rain, go away!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Walmart Workout and Woody Mill

Oh, Sunday evening. You sneak up so fast.

Or, I work too slowly (yay for using an adverb!). Chris and I just got back from Easter dinner with his mother. Well, it was really just dinner on Easter, but I think that our neon/Spring/Easter cupcakes got everyone pumped for Easter-ing (more onthat later). Sadly for Chris, no Cadbury eggs made an appearance even though I did buy six of them to last the season back in March but they got gobbled up in a few hours.

We got back in home tonight for Chris to catch up on the end of Celebrity Apprentice. I was just glad to get back so I wasn't sitting next to Chris' lighting-flash flashing Jabra as he was talking to his grandmother, explaining that we did not go to church today but that we did drive by a huge church and it's parking lot was overflowing.

And that was in Pleasant Garden. Today, I continued my local travels down Hagan-Stone Park Road and into Pleasant Garden for the first time before we turned back around to get to the park. It was the first time I had been to the park and let me say that it was the opposite of my ten-minute stroll through the bog gardens near Friendly. I liked it! We should B-B-Q there for sure. Yay for carcinogens!

Side note: That Brandy on Celebrity Apprentice has be-a-u-ti-ful hair. Gosh, and Ivanka is pretty, too. Ok, back to this.

Anyhow, Chris and I creeped by on Woody Mill Rd. to catch the website of the new development coming up near Forest Oaks. My goodness, what happened to my old Cyburbian self?!?!? I would have never gone for this kind of parcel-itis. I have been stopping by the new Food Lion more often for groceries, keeping me more sane than I would be at Wal-mart and cutting out the social factor of the Friendly Harris Teeter. Yesterday, I did visit my phantom Wal-mart off of South Elm-Eugene (phantom when I lived in Aycock and couldn't find W. Elmsley in this universe). I went off of the beaten path (or, my beaten path) and went all the way down mysterious Elmsley to find...civilization! --> the sprawling Treybrooke Village, a CVS and, look!, Randleman Rd. I gotta see that new Aldi one of these days. I guess it's not so new anymore.

Ohhhh, it's getting late. Lots of things to get done, to do, that I need to do. Tomorrow is my first day on a shift at HealthServe. All kinds of projects are due this month for school. I better find an oral surgeon soon and get these six teeth taken out soon to advance the future of my metal mouth. Well, at least I am getting this post the very least.

I was in and out today at the Food Lion, that's a first, I guess. Thank goooodness they had the neon food coloring I was looking for. Mmmm, aaaaaall-natural. Thank goodness we had fruit at dinner, otherwise, I would have felt really bad at dessert. Below is my Easter deliciousness. They aren't hard-boiled, but I think they're still fun!

Oh, and when did Wal-mart decide on this?!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Mad Scientists

It's 3 o'clock. Where did the day go?

I'm stuffed. Chris and I just ate a late lunch and seriously talked about how much we love broccoli and don't understand how some people hate it. Now, what I do hate are chicken-style taquitos. Ok, I don't hate them, but they won't be a repeat purchase.

Last night, Karen came over to hang out between dropping Brandon off at work and picking him up. That was just about the entire night and of course I narcolepsed out before she even left. We planned on watching Pi but decided to raid the Food Lion for snacks. I noted that it seemed like most strip malls/shopping centers had a nail salon and a cleaners, just like the new one on Woody Mill Rd., but bump that because apparently there will be all kinds of new development across the street where the Lowe's is destined to be. We'll see...

So, we decided to get some snacks. I think that we ended up with more salty/savory things because we sugared ourselves out after playing mad scientists with some old margarita/martini mixers (or as the typo said, martarita mixer) that smelled like what I assume formaldehyde smells like plus plastic and grossness. This is what we came up with:

Note the snazzy martini glasses I got as a gift a whiiiiile ago as a housewarming gift for my old apartment. Chris and I used for the first time last week with Karen and Brandon but I didn't dare take a sip of whatever it was that was in them since Chris failed to remember to clean the glasses out after taking them out of the box. Whatever was swimming in those drinks was not for me. Anywho, I felt like Professor Julius Kelp as we proceeded:

We got Chris to take a sip of the concoction without him knowing what it was and he was unamused.

Well, I am still feeling odd about my finding today:

A piece of rigatoni in my box of orzo. Odd. But, I love me some orzo so I had to let it go. Do better next time, Harris Teeter.

Now time to do some schoolwork!

Friday, April 10, 2009

Does vinegar expire?

Happy "Spring holiday" everyone! Thank you, UNCG.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Tsk, tsk, tsk...

Haven't written in a couple of days! I had a lot of fun last weekend with a couple of stress-ness here and there during the week. I'm not feeling well this morning and I feel like such a slacker still in my pjs at 9AM. Well, I'll return to post like it's my job (and it's not) after I try to be semi-productive today.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

It takes time, but time is money that we don't have. Right?

I think that the right word is fuming. I was fuming yesterday morning. I just couldn't get a break yesterday!

I usually listen to Brad & Britt in the morning while I'm getting ready if I have the radio on. Yesterday's topic was about LEP persons (though they weren't called that in all that I heard) getting driver's licenses--or not--in Georgia. I have so much to say but don't even want to say it.

Look, I almost don't care what people really think or personally believe or whatever. I think it's valid to back something up with facts or with faith. But please, please, please, please, make a decent argument when sharing your thoughts, for goodness sake.

Ok, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. I know it's a radio show and you have a few minutes at the most to say what you want to say, to give, I guess, your most important point. This world is too interconnected, there are a million factors in everything and all we do, so please refrain from using blanket statements that are a penny a piece and aren't worth your two cents.

Plus, I was quite disappointed with Brad and Britt's comments. Ok, maybe the first thing was that I thought that the two had the professions/services of interpretation and translation mixed up, but one of them made a slight attempt at pointing out that a translator (did he mean interpreter?) would be a such-and-such issue if he/she were at the actual appointment with an LEP person taking the driver's test. Anyhow, so these people call in the show who state that they are immigrants or born in another country, whatever, and they think that these non-English speaking people should learn English and that these tests shouldn't be offered translated in so many languages. So, whoopty-do, that was the hosts' big omgoodness, these people, immigrants themselves, are saying this!!! So either Brad or Britt was requesting a call from an immigrant that thought the opposite, that the tests should be available to LEP persons. I turned the radio off at that point.

Anyhow, before I turned the radio off, they brought up points about the LEP persons not being able to read road signs and such. So, along these lines, they also brought up illiterate persons driving...they can't read road signs, right? No, people, a sign is a sign for a reason. You see and arrow and "Raleigh" on a sign, not a sonnet about how sweet it is to merge left amongst the sparrows and the trees. So, illiteracy has gone down in NC but the immigrant and LEP population sure seems to be going up! So, hey, there are all of these new people here? Hmmm, so what do people do, these people, specifically? Ok, so they want to work, many raise families, buy groceries, oh, everything else that everyone else does, just about. {Sorry for my mega-use of commas, I'm sure}. Well, not only is this a country where everyone speaks English (not the official language, please don't distort the constitution) but be proud of the fact that it is a country of roads, highways, and all the signs pointing to everywhere we need to go. If you are going to insist on language as a way of life, why not the other addiction of ours, driving? I am not going to be naive, I would not be surprised if there were LEP persons out there who have no desire or are scared of speaking English; perhaps they think they can get by because of the neighborhood they live in or because they assume they'll always have the help of family and friends who do have more English-language capabilities. But other than that, learning English is not the issue here, right here right now. English is a life issue. Survival English is not enough, I think. But I love learning. I love languages. It's a hobby for me. I read for fun, get e-mail bulletins from MiGente, watched every episode of Julia--Wege zum Glueck and have a sanakirja in my Firefox bookmarks. But this is for fun, I guess, to exercise my brain and know a little more about something that I won't be a big part of. This is not survival. It takes time to learn a language no matter how you do it. Bringing your proof of Enlgish-language skills to the DMV before getting your license is not the same thing as bringing in your proof of residency.

If not driving was a real option not just in Georgia but in the U.S. as a whole--just look at Greensboro--than the story would be different. How would you go to work, or even find work, transport your children, go to the grocery store, anything without a car most of the time? I remember when I was the self-righteous urban planning student, living off of Cyburbia and refusing to get my driver's license, looking at downtown condos and relishing European high-density. Then I graduated from undergrad, started taking classes in Brown Summit, working downtown and living in an apartment...I got that license quick and put aside my holier-than-thou criticisms for reality.

Whew! What a rant. Tsk, tsk, Aden. Here's something to relieve the tension:


Pasta for breakfast? Why not?! I'm doing it up italiano today, I guess. We've planned to finally go to Dioli's in Winston-Salem today. Someone first recommended it to me as I confessed my tiramisu obsession (thanks for perpetuating the addiction!). Maybe we can meet up with Marshall and Patricia there cuz that'd be two weeks in a row! Last week I met up at the Bog Gardens with them and Karen and Erika to get our walk on.

It was my suggestion although I was kind of embarrassed when I realized how short of a walk it is through seemed longer when Chris and I went. Well, last week we walked the path a couple of times and Karen and Erika were melting over everyone's dogs, especially (as Karen puts it) the 'hotdogs'.

Yesterday, Chris and I had a short (and sunny) evening out. We basically skipped First Friday and left after dropping by the City View social, snagging up a couple of the Zen sushi rolls and then on a whim taking a tour of a one bedroom and two bedroom in the complex. I remember when they were still building that complex back in the day when I would stare at the construction while I was waiting for my train. I thought, who would live that close to the train tracks? Oh, wait, I did last year, when after I already signed the lease I realized that that wasn't a river like two feet from my back door.

Friday, April 3, 2009


Today sucks. But it did clear up outside so yay for nature.


It's not even 6:45AM and I already feel behind today. TGIF sure came up fast this week! But I still hear it pouring outside so I am sort of being a Debbie Downer right now projecting a wet First Friday, but I still plan on making the best of it. This weekend seems packed but hopefully it will be the send off I need before getting down to business and tying up loose ends for the semester.

Last night was a rainy mess outside but Chris and I decided to venture out and make the most of it by heading downtown to continue bulldozing through what seems like a million dollars in gift certificates to Solaris that we have. We got a few of the regulars and tried a few dishes but most are just O.K. I get the faint, I mean strong, feeling that most of the got tapas were frozen when I ordered them. But, the black bean cakes keep me coming back (well, until we run out of gift money) and I am a sucker for mozzarella so the Milano takes the edge off of my current battle against cheese (*whimper*). But, my goodness, Solaris, don't fret because you do have a winner and that is your--I don't even know the name of the dish--but that hot, pastry-wrapped cheesecake with the raspberry(?)-sauce drizzle drops us to our knees! For the first time last night, Chris and I each got our own. How unromantic but necessary.

But, it was nice to go out even though it wasn't nice out. It was good to hang out with Chris one on one since this week I seemed to be all over the place. My 9 to 5 plus one night of class has been offset by all the this-and-that I've been going to after work. Tuesday night, though, I caught up with him and a few others at Bar 40--wait, no we are actually going to College Hill Sundries--wait, wait, wait, forget that, we're headed to Old Town. Joel was here that night so it was good to see him!

Anyway, yesterday afternoon I decided to not go home for lunch; the concept wasn't as solid as I thought, going home to save money for lunch since all I had to do was drive up there and eat what I already had. I could totally jsut bring my lunch to work. There's also the cost for gas/time for driving to and from for a total of 30 minutes, leaving me only 30 minutes to indulge in, for example, Wednesday afternoon's delight of a handful of Doritos, oatmeal, really, really old chicken, and blackberry jelly on toast. The toast was the best part. Really, though, I just like to see Chris at lunch and take a little brain-break from officeness on the drive to and from the house, though I am usually stressing to make it there in 15 minutes or less.

Yesterday, I decided to hit up Friendly Center instead for two extremely pressing issues. First, I had to pay my late PO BOX dues (oh how lovely are grace periods)and get a bunch of bananas, stat! That's my new, or revised, addiction: banana in left hand and Skippy Natural (Creamy, of course) in the right, goodness in the mouth. My only revision was cutting out the bread, not to save calories, though, because the loaf is right next to the toaster to sop up the 40 ( or, three) jars of jelly I bought.

Well, it was kind of nice to go to the Harris Teeter for lunch. That used to be my lunch hang out spot, like a lot of people's it seems, but then I realized it was cutting into my not-really-a-budget-budget (even though it is way cheaper than going out to eat). You always see someone you know there at the Gucci Teeter, as Karen refers to it. It's the hot spot, right? Well, I remember when it really was when it first opened, and Kat and I would go and hang out at the couches in the back of the store. What happened to those?! It may have been getting too loiterishy but whenever we were there, well, after midnight usually, it was pretty quiet. Until we got there. But now, after all this time, I still get confused whenever I go towards the freezer section and realize that all the chips have been moved to my former living room space (sad face). Aaaaaanyways, the strawberries are on sale, the neon-petaled flowers are fresh and I know that a hungry Aden can curb mid-day hunger with some HT samples.

Time for work!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Ramen for breakfast

I didn't post yesterday! Shame, shame.

Well, yesterday was quite busy. I spent most of the evening at La Iglesia Cristiana at another 287(g) forum, with Kathy as a great moderator.

Here's a pic from last night before I make up for not posting for the past couple of days: