Packer lose. My dreams for a classic NFC Championship game / vicious rivalry game have been dashed. I had dreamed that the Packers had beat the Vikings during the Championship game, then went on to win the Superbowl. And Favre would be so depressed. It was a very good game. I scared the kitties on more than one occasion and lost count of stitches numerous times. I was watching the game, crocheting a new shawl for a client, making a roast and chatting with friends online. But there were times that I was just staring at the TV in utter disbelief. I found it ironic that the game ended similarly to the beginning of the game with an Aaron Rodgers mistake. Poor boy. He’ll do better next year.
I made a roast on Sunday. Despite the lack of directions in the cookbook, I made a roast and it turned out very well. The directions said to brown the roast, then cook for 3 ½ hours. How do you cook it? Crock pot? Baking dish? On the stove or in the oven? I made an executive decision and cooked the roast in the same skillet I browned it in (after searching online to see if I could put Farberware in the oven. For the record, you can, up to 350 degrees.) It wasn’t the moistest roast I’ve had, but it was edible and Josh liked it. That’s all that matters, right? If your kid will eat your cooking, it can’t be half bad. So far – 3 good recipes to add to my repertoire.
Kitties have been coming to sleep with me at about 4 am. I have found that Starsky will not purr unless he is cuddled up next to his brother and Huggy is purring. It’s like he doesn’t remember how to purr. Huggy purrs enough for the both of them, but it was quite soothing to have both of them curled up on my other pillow and purring in their sleep. Then, when the alarm went off at 5:45 this morning, Huggy starts headbutting me and rubbing his cheek against mine. I know, typical cat behavior. But it is still very sweet and makes me feel loved.
Started a new shawl this weekend. And, as per usual, it takes me 3 tries in the first 2 rows to get the correct number. Because I never write down the number of chain stitches for that first row. I really should do that. One of these shawls.
I think I’m going to be bringing in yarn to work and making scarves. Why, you ask? Because my Internet at work has been cut off. That’s right. I’m only allowed to use it for work related research. Ugh. I know, it’s like this in most places. But, this means I’m cut off from my home email, bank account, etc. until I get home. So, I have nothing to do at lunch after I’m done eating. Nothing to do when I’m out of work. Which sucks when I get to that point towards the end of the day and my attention starts drifting.
Besides – I think I have more than enough yarn. I have a Boule yarn that I was saving for a sweater, but I think I will make myself a new scarf.
Can I say that Heroes is one of the best shows in the world? Finally got around to watching last week’s episode. New episode tonight. Love Sylar and his portrayer, Zachery Quinto.
It was funny. I just spent 15 minutes trying to remember his name. Kept thinking Zach Efron for some reason, even though I knew it wasn’t correct.
Anyway, I also love Zachery in Star Trek. He is a very good actor and I can’t wait until I see him in another movie.
I am getting fed up with my soaps, All My Children and One Life to Live. But I can’t stop watching them!!! Why do they keep reeling me back in? Found out who Rex’s real daddy is (Mitch – how did Roxy sleep with him???), know that Jake is the real baby daddy of Trevor (saw that one coming). What other mysteries are there? I think both shows have pretty much wrapped up everything and are just itching for new storylines. I mean, how many years did we wonder who Rex’s daddy was?
I admit – I watch way too much tv and I keep adding to the shows. I can’t keep track of them sometimes. I’m very loyal, though. Unless the writers do something to completely turn me off, I’ll keep watching. Survivor – got old. Same junk every season. Amazing Race is starting to wear on me. All in all, unless it is a talent show, I’m probably not going to watch it. Bachelor – sorry, you can’t find real love on reality tv. No matter how cute the guy is or how gorgeous the girl is. Put real-looking people on the tube! Stop bringing in girls that have all these beautiful dresses at their fingertips. Unless the show buys the dresses and the girls spend all day trying on dresses for the cocktail parties. But you can’t tell me that within 5 minutes of meeting someone, you are desperately in love with them and are devastated by not getting a rose in the first Rose ceremony. Puh-lease. Reality shows are supposed to be believable!
True, most of my shows have a certain degree of eye-candy. NCIS has Sean Murray (love my geeks). Dollhouse has Eliza Dushku (I can have female eye-candy and still be straight). BTW, very upset this show is being cancelled. Lost has Naveen Andrews and Josh Holloway, though I am upset that they ruined Sawyer. He was such a bad boy, and during last season he had fallen in love. Why does falling in love change a man from a beautiful renegade to a sap? At least motherhood didn’t change Kate.
Okay, I’ve spent 2 days on this blog posting. Yesterday I was planning on writing a new chapter for Guardian, but I spent the evening talking genetics and storyline with a friend online. Maybe this weekend, since I have Monday off and Josh will be at Kids Kampus all day, I will get a chance to write the scene that has been playing in my head.
Song of the Day: “Life on the Moon” by David Cook.
