- I have always hated the actual post title associated with the LLLL acronym. It's so vomitously cheesy and trite. I did like the alliteration because alliteration, onomatopoeia, and euphemisms are awesome.
- want some CSS code written? I can do that. Want to know how thick 1/8" is? I can't do that.
If you've looked at the ye olde blog on yer mobile, you might have noticed how the post title was all up in the categories' grill. Typepad's customer service got right back to me when I asked about it, instructing me to change my custom CSS to [blah blah blah]. Sadly, I jumped right into my coding pants and wrote that up.
Later, while making crackers, the recipe instructed me to roll the dough out to 1/8". I guessed and boy, did I have some puffy, not crunchy crackers.
- Zoo made her first real joke. We often play a game around mealtimes that goes like this:
Me: I'm Zoo.
Zoo: I'm Mama.
Me: I'm Zoo.
Zoo: No, I'm Zoo.
[ad nauseum]
The other girls sometimes get in on it, as does The G. G often adds impressions. Zoo was not impressed with his impressions, got mad at him, stopped playing the game, and maybe cried a little. Yet, the next morning, she's sitting in bed with me, looks over at G, and says, "Zella has a mustache."
- People have pinned my shit! And said nice things about it! WHAT?!
- Do I really need to take down all the photos that aren't mine? I regularly imagine nightmare scenarios where people aren't nice about it. I've heard the horror stories and sadly, I know too well how litigation works. Copyright infringement. Lawyers - go.
- Portishead is bad ass. If you need more proof, the ad that plays before the might would be it.
- Among other things for Lent, I started doing a project called "40 bags in 40 days", where you give a bag of stuff away each day. It is cathartic and calming to get rid of all the extra.
- That project reminded me of how I want to burn my old journals. The G and some other people expressed disbelief about this, thinking they'd be a memento or piece of posterity to hand down. Let me tell you: I don't want anyone reading them. They're not a lovely reminiscing of my childhood; they are melodramatic rantings.
BURN THEM.
If anyone else is interested in a cleansing ceremony, I'll be having one in Spring. (And by "ceremony", I mean that there will be wine and fire involved.)
- Going through my crafty corner today, I noticed that I really got my money out of my Crochet Today subscription. I am giving away most of my issues because I made everything already.
VALUE.
- Recipes I tried this week:
- Blueberry Yogurt Oatmeal Muffins - super dry batter when made as the recipe instructed, adding 1/2 cup of applesauce
- Chicken Quinoa Broccoli Bake - super delicious, even though it used 72 pots and pans to make
- Zucchini Brownies - I don't know where the zucchini is hiding, because they just taste like brownies
- Quote of the week:
Today, perhaps particularly in the West, there is a widespread tendency to regard suffering as an undesirable, and potentially curable, manifestation of life. [It is] neither undesirable nor avoidable.
(excerpt from Beethoven: His Life and Music by Jeremy Siepmann)
*love*
How are things? Have you seen the harbingers of spring? Are you excited? Have you whipped out your shorts?
