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This pumpkin spice cappuccino is delicious.
Archive for October, 2002
delicious.
Wednesday, October 16th, 2002just so you know.
Tuesday, October 15th, 2002Hours spent in computer lab: three, Trips to the library: two
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In the 40’s.
Heavy downpour.
Blustery wind.
Leather boots.
Scarf.
Red cheeks.
war against terrorism.
Monday, October 14th, 2002In a move designed to make the United States seem more “bad-assed and scary in a quasi-heavy-metal manner,” Congress passed a bill Monday changing the nation’s name to the Ünited Stätes of Ämerica. “Much like Mötley Crüe and Motörhead, the Ünited Stätes is not to be messed with,” said Sen. James Inhofe (R-OK). An upcoming redesign of the Ämerican flag will feature the new name in burnished silver wrought in a jagged, gothic font and bolted to a black background. A new national anthem is also in the works, to be written by composer Glenn Danzig and tentatively titled “Howl Of The She-Demon.”
no shock at all.
Sunday, October 13th, 2002It is curious that people who are filled with horrified indignation whenever a cat kills a sparrow can hear the story of the killing of God told Sunday after Sunday and not experience any shock at all.
– Dorothy Sayers
southern grannies.
Sunday, October 13th, 2002Lunch at my Granny’s was rather exasperating. After I sat down at the table the first thing she said was, “Oh Jennifer, I heard a new way you can lose weight.” Grrr…
My grandmother is the type of southern woman who grew up cooking for a family of nine hundred and twelve. At least, that is the way she acts. By the time she was nine years old she was cooking complete meals for her parents and she finds it awful that my family goes out to eat more than we eat at home. She thinks nothing of calling me up on an afternoon when I’ve just arrived home from school to ask me what I’m going to prepare for supper that night. (Side note…she lives next door to me…so she stands at her door and watches me come and go at all times – which is bothersome)
So, my grandmother insisted on telling me all about this new way that you can lose weight. As I took note of all the does and don’ts of eating I glanced about the table. Thick biscuits, pork chops with the fat still hanging on them, broccoli and cheese casserole, plump beans of some sort, tomatoes, etc. I added a small bit of each item to my plate and slowly ate as she rattled on about dieting and losing weight. When I finished, I pushed my plate back about five inches and heard her gasp. She becomes quite offended if someone doesn’t eat seconds and if you don’t eat dessert then she rails and fusses. I gave her a demure smile and said no thanks. I really was full so there was absolutely no temptation.
I do have a personal goal of losing some weight but Lord knows it would help if she didn’t ring our doorbell every evening with a new batch of this or that. (Of course if my workout sessions were more consistent I might see results quicker…hehe) She even tries to fatten my animals up!! I’ve always fed Wolf plain dog food. He doesn’t get scraps or anything. Every week she brings him three extra large cool-whip containers of meat. As I was leaving her house today she informed me that she had some food for my bunnies as well.
All that aside…I really do love her.