no picture today

i am really, really, happy that i was not at work yesterday. apparently there was an unfortunate run in between a groundhog and a riding lawn mower. i hope it wasn't my little guy who lives under my office window, but i do not have high hopes...

something new

they say that every day brings something new. and i think that is especially true when it comes to me and medicine. if something can go unexpectedly it usually does...

been a while...

into fresh i bite
like rain it pools and puddles
summer on my tongue

i had a lot of fun tonight. it is strange, after what one might consider a dry spell of sociability i have recently met some absolutely amazing people. and i have discovered them in random places through fairly random situations. but they make me thankful, as do those people who are not so new...

the haiku about the "german giant" (which was the most tasty tomato i have ever eaten, this lovely red morsel was given to me by my vegi lady who just today gave me 12 ears of home grow corn. yumm. i love her!) was inspired by an exchange with some of tonight's amazing new people. i will spare you the attempts we were coming up with though, they centered around unfortunate poison ivy encounters.

ahhh...

have i posted about pancakes before? i cannot remember...

have you ever had a panic attack brought on by food? i have. tonight. i am not sure if i should be admitting this, but the one i just had was instigated by my pancake dinner. i was so excited! i was finally satisfying a craving that i have been having for about two months. after trying and trying to find the time (and have the ingredients) to use the buttermilk pancake recipe that i got from "the green bean woman at work" everything was in place. my batter was mixed, my griddle was hot, in fact the first few discs were starting to bubble. that's when i went to grab the powdered sugar. see, i only like my pancakes with powdered sugar. and that was how i had been dreaming of them.

of course, i couldn't find it. i swore it was in a mason jar. then i thought it must have been in a box. i tore my kitchen apart. emptied out one wall of cabinets. and i am well stocked, it was a mess. as i was piling box after box of weird pantry items that i really need to eat at a quicker rate my heart began to race. i started sweating (minimally of course, i am a lady!). i began to fear that my destiny was one with out pancakes. after several frantic phone calls- i was about to bribe someone to come over with powdered sugar (and we are talking money bribe here), i found it. way in the back. in a bag behind some salad dressing and a packet of indian biryani mix.

immediately my breathing returned to normal. i could see strait again, and what a mess came into focus! but who cares if i ate my pancakes in an inside out kitchen, i ate them with powdered sugar!

green bean killers

yesterday one of the wonderful women that i work with brought me green beans. a whole half peck of them. she asked what i was going to do with them, and added that i could always freeze them. i don't think that that is going to be necessary. to quote m., with whom i had dinner with last night, "these are the green beans of my dreams". tender and tasty. picked that morning. there will be no survivors by the time the day is through.

i'm classy...

really, i am. the woman in the mini van who almost ran me off the road told me so. after nearly plowing into me she pulled up right next to me as we stopped at a light. that is when she complimented me on the way i carried myself- with claaaassss... i am not quite sure how she got that from my comment to her, but it is always nice to hear good things about yourself. i thanked her and commented on how lucky i was to have that and the ability to drive without running into people. i really am blessed.

on a grander scale

my dog has allergies and i am constantly on the receiving end of her sneezes. it is pretty gross sometimes, but i will never again complain...

...today i got one from a cow.