|Nope, not singing another song. I'd be out of tune anyway. I've indulged in Tequila and life is goooood. ~grin~
I must correct a gross mistake on my part. Terri of "The Seventh Sister" pointed out that I did not include her in the list of scatological entries in my last posting. Not only was it about poo, it was about *frog* poo! How could I miss that??? What excites me is that Terri actually hails from Arizona! Finally, I'm not alone! Actually, I wasn't alone before, I just didn't know it.
Today has been quite a good day. Interested in the details? Yes? Okay. I got up at 8:30 for a 9:00 hair appointment. Got home at 11:30, and Calvin, Marie, and three of her friends who spent the night loaded up in the Suburban and went to Calvin's mom's restaurant for lunch. She owns a place called Sideburns about five miles away from us. Specializes in home cookin', yesiree bob. Best potato salad and chili you'd ever want to eat. And the hamburgers? Dear God, the hamburgers! Boy howdy! M'kay, I'm getting a little too cowboy on y'all's asses.
Did I mention Tequila? Yes? Just making sure.
I made my chicken and rice recipe. Lordy, and I promised Viv a couple of crock pot recipes, since she's just purchased a brand-spanking-new chrome model. I'm gettin' to ya, Viv! Tomorrow, I promise. Anyway, for those that are interested...
Elegant Chicken4 boneless skinless chicken breasts
1 can cream of chicken soup
1 can cream of celery soup
1/2 cup cooking sherry or white wine
1 1/2 cups white or brown rice
1/2 cup melted butter or margerine
Salt and pepper, or herbed chicken spice mixture
Sliced Almonds or Chopped Pecans
Mix the cream of chicken and the cream of celery soup with one can of water, the sherry or wine, and melted butter. Put rice in bottom of oblong baking dish, and mix with 1 1/2 cups of soup mixture. Sprinkle seasoning, salt and pepper, and tenderizer onto chicken breasts. Pierce breasts with fork. Arrange chicken on top of rice mixture. Pour remaining soup mixture over chicken. Top with Paprika and almonds or pecans. Bake, uncovered, at 325 degrees for two hours, or until rice is cooked. Serve with warm bread and tossed salad.
That's what we had for dinner tonight.
We went to the store ("we" being Calvin, Michael, myself, Marie, and her friend whom I will call "M" for the sake of this entry) and the video store. I purchased munchies and stew fixin's (there's one recipe I'll send ya, Viv) while Calvin waited in line to rent "The Patriot" and "Pulp Fiction". I made my purchases and re-joined Calvin who was still waiting in line, and Marie and her friend came up to me. They held out a single rose and a little card, and said "This is for you, Laura!" Awww... I asked them "Okay, what do you want?" (jokingly!), but they said "Oh, it's just because!" Okay, folks, experiencing HUGE warm-fuzzies, here. Michael looked on, and claimed "It was my idea!" (ala "I invented pants!" Isn't that commercial for Snickers a SCREAM?), which Marie protested vociferously. Came home, Marie and M went off to see a movie, I'm typing up this entry, and Calvin and Michael are hollering at a Suns game on TV. Calvin's dishing me up a bowl of his specialty ice cream - ice cream with a little bit of milk poured over and mixed in so it forms little milk ice crystals. Watched a little bit of the original "Terminator", and now it's Saturday Night Live. Callista Flockart needs to gain some serious weight - she was impersonating Cameron Diaz, with a scooped neck dress, and it looked like the innards of a consumed fryer chicken. Election taunts are flying fast and furious. The same guy impersonates Clinton *and* Gore, and is damned convincing as both. Haven't seen any impersonations of Bush yet. If he finally ends up as president, I guess they'll have to add to the cast of SNL to find an adequate impersonator.
Ooh! Deli-Mex taquitos with sour cream and salsa!
Saturday night's alright!
Your Mission, should you choose to accept it...
Sing the Sesame Street theme song, at the top of your lungs, in a public place. You know the one... "Sunny day, sweepin' the clouds away!"
Results From Yesterday's Mission
So I asked Calvin to tell me something about him I didn't know. We were sitting in Teakwoods, the local beer and wings joint. He looked past me to a woman sitting at a nearby table. "See that lady in the red shirt over there? When she first came to work at AcronymCo several years ago, I lusted after her really bad." Um? Okay. Nothing more earth-shattering than that. I guess I really *do* know everything about him. Of interest, anyway.
I grabbed the design idea for the box thingy from Anna.