Diet Coke and Hair-Spray

My good friend, Tambra, and I like to have what we call ginger time.  Due to crazy circumstances, we haven’t been able to get together in a very long time, so, this weekend we decided to have a ginger weekend.  It was a blasty-blast!

On Saturday we got together and went shopping for a barbeque we’d been planning all week.  That might sound a little mundane, however, nothing is mundane when you’ve got gingers involved.  We bought tons of food and took it back to her place to get started on the grub!

We had: smoked beer up the butt chicken, elk kabobs, tossed salad, spicy shrimp and pasta salad, corn on the cob, a giant fruit tray, cheesy garlic bread, and this awesome layer dip that she made with cream cheese-cocktail sauce-veggies-shredded cheese-and avacado! So Yum!

On Sunday we got together thinking we would have a girl day with her teenage daughter, but the pet teenager ditched us for her boyfriend… lame!

So – we decided to hit up the thrift stores in town.  Fun, fun, fun.  Those places are like a giant time machine!

NEXT – we went geocaching.  <– You see that Mr. Secret Society Hoity Toities? We figured it out! We are ON TO YOU! We stopped at 4 but only completed 1.  It was alright, though, because we thought that we weren’t going to get any and were the world’s new worst treasure hunters.  We got this.

Next a trip to the mall to eat some yummy soft pretzels with nacho cheese and have fresh squeezed lemon-aide.  We found Across the Universe, which we’d been half assedly looking for all day, for five dollars!

We parted ways so that we could meet our boys when they got home from fishing (together) and make them dinner.  A new ginger age is upon us!

Finis

Yesterday, after a glorious Ginger Adventure (which I will blog about later on), I turned on the tube to watch something while I folded laundry.

Bitchin’ Kitchen.  Whoa.  I almost didn’t even stop because it seemed like a dorky damn name.  Nope, I was wrong.  This chick is bad ass.  I don’t know what she cooked because there was so much else going on.  It was great!  She was dressed up really cute, she was laugh out loud hilaroius, and she kept having demonstrational clips to reiderate what she had already said.

The chick’s name is Nadia G.  I love her accent and style, she’s like a super hard core Fran Fine.

You HAVE to check out the link.  I think it’s my new favorite show!

 

SJT

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I feel like I need to say something regarding the September 11, 2001 attack on the World Trade Center.

Problem is I’m not too good at that sort of thing.

I remember almost every single second of that day ten years ago.

I was a Junior in high school. While checking my E-mail around 6 a.m. before school when I saw a report on the news about a fire at the world trade center. Before that was a story about bottled water leading to cancer, and Michael Jordan retiring from basketball… again. Then a plane crashed into the second tower. At that point it was discovered that the fire was actually the first plane. We watched, bewildered, as the building crashed down.

I went to school and carried on my day. In my first class of the day we were instructed to write a story using the events of the day as a starting point, which I still have. By the time we got to our post lunch classes, we weren’t even carrying out curriculum, just glued to the news, learning about more attacks.

After school I was sent home from my job after less than an hour to be with my family. We had not even had 1 customer. There was some ridiculous fear on the air that the area I lived in could be another target because of some missile silos from the cold war era.

We all know about the war that waged after that. We aren’t through that yet.

Many artists of all facets have given tribute in one way or another.

This country has suffered a great loss.

I don’t have anything profound to say, but I wanted to say something.

And there you have it.

SJT

I am completely in love with any soap, hand sanitizer, serum, or what-have-you that contains those little bursting, orbital beads of fun. I don’t even care what it is, I love them.

Pictured is my favorite pocket bac from Bath & Body Works, if the tiara fits. =^.^=

SJT

Enjoy!

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Coney Island.  I had no idea that there were no longer side-show attractions there!  It’s one of those things that’s on my list of stuff to do before I die.  Bummer,  I guess I can’t really marry Bruce Willi either, but in my mind this one was a little more attainable. 

Bummer.

Of course I’m the kid that’s into circus freaks, but I’ve always been that way. 

I gather that the whole entire Island (peninsula, actually) is one huge, giant amusement park.  It’s got rides, the beach, resorts, crazy carnie food, and until recently had all kinds of skilled side show performers.  Unbeknownst to me, side show performance is a dying art.  (If they’d have checked with me first, things would probably be different, but no-one ever does!)

I’m sad.  There’s some kind of mystique that goes along with the whole entire idea, at least in my mind.  I guess I’ll just have to move on to Vegas, though I’m not so excited about that idea, it seems to commercialized for my liking.  We shall see.

SJT

I’m throwing a mini party inside this very blog for all the special people I know that have had a birthday’s this week!

My Parent’s Marriage – 09/04

My Aunt Heidi – 09/06

My Sister Clare – 09/07

My Friend Cathy – 09/07

My Brother BJ – 09/08

My Otha Brotha’s G/F Bacon (Tasena) – 09/08

Ron… – 09/08

My Pal Sugar Poppa – 09/09

 

Good on ya, guys!

Fancy as f***!

😥

Sadly, my two beloved green-spotted-puffers have died.

We had a funeral at sea.

I’m bummed.