Bring on the
1. Jalapeno Poppers
2. Fresh Salsa & Guacamole
3. Fudge/ Cookie dough Brownies
4. Mozzarella Sticks with Ranch!
Don't forget the beer or in my case wine!
Superbowl Sunday... Whoohooo! A time to eat, a time to veg on the couch, a time to drink!
I hope you all enjoy the party and the food. Oh and I hope you catch some of the game.
Who is playing again??
Just kidding.... I think.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Hmm. Mmm.
You know what really really gets my goat...
(I don't have a goat, but if I did I would name him Bill)
Anyways, back to my rant.
It really gets me when people who get plenty of income, and I mean PLENTY. But they spend it on ridiculous things and basically throw away all the cash flow.
Then you know what happens, they complain about it.
And of course, the poor people with plenty of income, never view themselves as responsible.
ACCHHHH!
It drives me crazy. I want to slap them, or shave off their eyebrows.
I would like for them to live off my salary for 2 weeks. I don't think they'd make it....
Stop complaining about your plenty of income woes...
I don't get it and I'm not going to be sympathetic to you. I would love to have half the income you do. I could by myself a country with all that money.
Okay. Rant over.
On another note.
I was helping Ryan night calve last night.
I got to play with the baby calves.
I think I made some of the Mama's mad.
I love baby calves... they are so cute!
I love when they crinkle their noses.
There were 4 babies born last night, and a total of 42 heifers have calved!
Woohooo, only 200 or so more to go
That isn't even counting the old cows.
When you night calve, you look at so many hoo hoo's.
I'm practically a gynecologist.
(I don't have a goat, but if I did I would name him Bill)
Anyways, back to my rant.
It really gets me when people who get plenty of income, and I mean PLENTY. But they spend it on ridiculous things and basically throw away all the cash flow.
Then you know what happens, they complain about it.
And of course, the poor people with plenty of income, never view themselves as responsible.
ACCHHHH!
It drives me crazy. I want to slap them, or shave off their eyebrows.
I would like for them to live off my salary for 2 weeks. I don't think they'd make it....
Stop complaining about your plenty of income woes...
I don't get it and I'm not going to be sympathetic to you. I would love to have half the income you do. I could by myself a country with all that money.
Okay. Rant over.
On another note.
I was helping Ryan night calve last night.
I got to play with the baby calves.
I think I made some of the Mama's mad.
I love baby calves... they are so cute!
I love when they crinkle their noses.
There were 4 babies born last night, and a total of 42 heifers have calved!
Woohooo, only 200 or so more to go
That isn't even counting the old cows.
When you night calve, you look at so many hoo hoo's.
I'm practically a gynecologist.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
I'm in LOVE
Being as it is also that time of the year... February is right around the corner and with it comes Valentine's Day.
The day where all people show how much they love each other and spend money lavishly on chocolates and cards and other lovey dovey things.
But that's not what I'm talking about right now. That is not why I'm in love.
This love is deeper, lasting longer then just the one day!
I love This Place and all they create and carry.
It's a wonderful place. And I pink puffy heart it.
I love it as much as I love This Place and This Place.
Oh, wait a minute.... I just had a fleeting thought.
For Valentines Day, maybe, just maybe those that love me will bestow gifts upon me from my favorite lovey places??
Well a girl can dream!
*Please take notice, not ONE mention of Food, or eating at all in this post. Cause Chocolate doesn't count, it's my life's blood. Thank you and good night.
The day where all people show how much they love each other and spend money lavishly on chocolates and cards and other lovey dovey things.
But that's not what I'm talking about right now. That is not why I'm in love.
This love is deeper, lasting longer then just the one day!
I love This Place and all they create and carry.
It's a wonderful place. And I pink puffy heart it.
I love it as much as I love This Place and This Place.
Oh, wait a minute.... I just had a fleeting thought.
For Valentines Day, maybe, just maybe those that love me will bestow gifts upon me from my favorite lovey places??
Well a girl can dream!
*Please take notice, not ONE mention of Food, or eating at all in this post. Cause Chocolate doesn't count, it's my life's blood. Thank you and good night.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
You Decide
Is it Friday yet?
Don't answer that question, unless you are going to lie to me and tell me "Yes, it actually is Friday."
The heater I have in my office left. It went on vacation, died, retired? I'm not sure but it has failed. Failed severely in life. And my extremities (hands and feet) have frost bite to prove it.
(Did I use the word extremities correctly in the sentence above? I'm not sure but had a fleetingly smart moment and wanted to use it before it expired.)
I'm huddled in front of my little space heater... seriously I am. If you saw me now, you would laugh, and pity me at the same time.
I don't think I would ever make it homeless, I'd freeze to death in the middle of summer.
There is a cure to this frozen syndrome. Brownies (although, they don't help my butt) they do help my body temp.
Should I call my husband and ask him to make them?
Do you think he would know how?
I mean the directions are on the box... he should be okay right? RIGHT?
Well, maybe not. I mean think about it. And this goes for most males.
(Every now and then, there are those gems that like to bake and keep their loved ones contented with food and other goodies)
But my gem that I married does other things especially well, he can even cook.
Baking however.... I don't know if that is in his arsenal.
I have never come home to him in the kitchen preparing an apple pie, or baking cookies.
I wonder what he would do, if I broke both my arms and he suddenly had a craving for brownies (oh yeah, that happens in our house. a lot)
He would have to bunker (bunker? Oh lord) down and make his own. Okay okay, so lets be honest. If this were to happen, we would probably run to town to get our sweet tooth craving fixed.
Do you ever notice how most of the time I can start out talking about calving, or being cold, or money and it always comes back to food? Do you happen to notice this?
NO? Oh, okay so I don't have anything to worry about right? RIGHT??
Yeah, I didn't think so either.
Don't answer that question, unless you are going to lie to me and tell me "Yes, it actually is Friday."
The heater I have in my office left. It went on vacation, died, retired? I'm not sure but it has failed. Failed severely in life. And my extremities (hands and feet) have frost bite to prove it.
(Did I use the word extremities correctly in the sentence above? I'm not sure but had a fleetingly smart moment and wanted to use it before it expired.)
I'm huddled in front of my little space heater... seriously I am. If you saw me now, you would laugh, and pity me at the same time.
I don't think I would ever make it homeless, I'd freeze to death in the middle of summer.
There is a cure to this frozen syndrome. Brownies (although, they don't help my butt) they do help my body temp.
Should I call my husband and ask him to make them?
Do you think he would know how?
I mean the directions are on the box... he should be okay right? RIGHT?
Well, maybe not. I mean think about it. And this goes for most males.
(Every now and then, there are those gems that like to bake and keep their loved ones contented with food and other goodies)
But my gem that I married does other things especially well, he can even cook.
Baking however.... I don't know if that is in his arsenal.
I have never come home to him in the kitchen preparing an apple pie, or baking cookies.
I wonder what he would do, if I broke both my arms and he suddenly had a craving for brownies (oh yeah, that happens in our house. a lot)
He would have to bunker (bunker? Oh lord) down and make his own. Okay okay, so lets be honest. If this were to happen, we would probably run to town to get our sweet tooth craving fixed.
Do you ever notice how most of the time I can start out talking about calving, or being cold, or money and it always comes back to food? Do you happen to notice this?
NO? Oh, okay so I don't have anything to worry about right? RIGHT??
Yeah, I didn't think so either.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Candies, calories and calving
Ahhh, I feel rejuvenated? refreshed? refurbished?
I got Friday off of work, this allowed me to run some much needed errands in town.
Unfortunately I didn't get to attend my much needed errands at home. Whoops.
Oh well, I know they will be there forever, or until I do them. Whatever is first.
I did however go to the grocery store and got prepared/ ready for the Superbowl. We aren't having a party, I don't think anyways. BUT, we are having delicious snack foods and deserts that will stick to your butt.
Speaking of butts do you ever catch a glimpse of yours in the mirror?
I did, and felt like screaming. I didn't recognize it. Then I immediately went out and got a gym membership.
Okay, so I didn't get a gym membership. But I thought about it, seriously. I blame my foreign butt on the winter months. It's cold and miserable and there is NO way my butt is leaving my house unless I absolutely have too.
I have made a vow to get my thee butt back into shape once summer hits, for I will no longer have any excuses.
Hopefully, it will be more recognizable in the summer months. My butt that is.
Oh, and let the night calving begin tonight. Full nights, oh lordy.
25 calves on the ground and counting.
I'm going to be looking into a vacation in Maui during these full night calving months. Seriously.
I got Friday off of work, this allowed me to run some much needed errands in town.
Unfortunately I didn't get to attend my much needed errands at home. Whoops.
Oh well, I know they will be there forever, or until I do them. Whatever is first.
I did however go to the grocery store and got prepared/ ready for the Superbowl. We aren't having a party, I don't think anyways. BUT, we are having delicious snack foods and deserts that will stick to your butt.
Speaking of butts do you ever catch a glimpse of yours in the mirror?
I did, and felt like screaming. I didn't recognize it. Then I immediately went out and got a gym membership.
Okay, so I didn't get a gym membership. But I thought about it, seriously. I blame my foreign butt on the winter months. It's cold and miserable and there is NO way my butt is leaving my house unless I absolutely have too.
I have made a vow to get my thee butt back into shape once summer hits, for I will no longer have any excuses.
Hopefully, it will be more recognizable in the summer months. My butt that is.
Oh, and let the night calving begin tonight. Full nights, oh lordy.
25 calves on the ground and counting.
I'm going to be looking into a vacation in Maui during these full night calving months. Seriously.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Thursday's make me Thirsty
All my Havre people you know what I'm talkin bout!
(okay well, anyone who went to college can certainly relate)
Sorry Mom and Dad but that's right.
In college we referred to Thursday as Thirsty Thursday's.
Of course the only beverage that would ever quench our thirst was alcohol.
I feel like I want to have a thirsty Thursday flash back tonight.
As of yesterday night, the Ranch has 4 calves on the ground.
Remember what I said about Montana weather being CRAZY?
Well it's true. Yesterday sun was shinning, blue sky and outside it was 60.
Today it's 23 out, it's cloudy, and it's trying to snow.
Last night I finally cleaned my cat box... I could actually hear my older cat take a sigh of relief.
So to make up for it, I gave her extra food. (do you see a chain reaction here? No, oh okay good)
Sometimes I feel like all I ever do is give. Give give give give give. What happens when you have nothing to give anymore, then what do you give out?
I want/need to take tomorrow off to run errands at the banks that aren't open on the weekends. Wonder if it will happen.
One more load of laundry down 502 more to go.
I still have to do the dishes. I wish they would just do themselves.
This week has been such a drag, literally it's moving at a snails pace.
Do you think I could win the lottery today? Me too, does it matter that I don't buy lotto tickets?
Maybe on Saturday I will finish painting. ( I will really really try to get it done.)
Do you ever wonder what your pets would say if they could talk? I bet my cat named lucky would be dyslexic and ADD. It would be funny.
What are you going to do with your Thursday?
Inquiring minds want to know.
(okay well, anyone who went to college can certainly relate)
Sorry Mom and Dad but that's right.
In college we referred to Thursday as Thirsty Thursday's.
Of course the only beverage that would ever quench our thirst was alcohol.
I feel like I want to have a thirsty Thursday flash back tonight.
As of yesterday night, the Ranch has 4 calves on the ground.
Remember what I said about Montana weather being CRAZY?
Well it's true. Yesterday sun was shinning, blue sky and outside it was 60.
Today it's 23 out, it's cloudy, and it's trying to snow.
Last night I finally cleaned my cat box... I could actually hear my older cat take a sigh of relief.
So to make up for it, I gave her extra food. (do you see a chain reaction here? No, oh okay good)
Sometimes I feel like all I ever do is give. Give give give give give. What happens when you have nothing to give anymore, then what do you give out?
I want/need to take tomorrow off to run errands at the banks that aren't open on the weekends. Wonder if it will happen.
One more load of laundry down 502 more to go.
I still have to do the dishes. I wish they would just do themselves.
This week has been such a drag, literally it's moving at a snails pace.
Do you think I could win the lottery today? Me too, does it matter that I don't buy lotto tickets?
Maybe on Saturday I will finish painting. ( I will really really try to get it done.)
Do you ever wonder what your pets would say if they could talk? I bet my cat named lucky would be dyslexic and ADD. It would be funny.
What are you going to do with your Thursday?
Inquiring minds want to know.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
To Do List update
My Favorite part of making a list.... crossing those suckers off.
Here is what I did yesterday, and I'm only telling you this cause I said I would. Otherwise I would keep it to myself cause really I didn't do that much. Oh well there is always tonight.... right? RIGHT?
TO DO LIST
Clean out Fridge (I'm growing science projects in there)
Do several loads of laundry I did one....oops
Finish painting (I told you it'd take me forever) Yeah this didn't happen either
Unload dishwasher DONE and re-load Will finish this tonight
Clean my room (it's awfully horrendous) UM, nope
Vacuum I thought about it, does that count?
Make dinner (what should I make)Of course!
Take down outside Christmas Lights DONE
Put away clean clothes (I hate putting those away)I started this. I will finish tonight I think
I really need to finish painting our room (not going to happen today though) no way
Take out the trash DONE
Clean the laundry room Kinda...
Clean the kitty box (ewww, cats are so poopy)UM no, but I will do this tonight
Take care of the Chickens (daily chore) Done
Eat Oreo's on the couch I didn't do this! I repeat, I did NOT eat oreo's on the couch! Why?
Well I was upstaged. How? Ryan got to them before I did.
And you know what he did?
He left the EMPTY Oreo container on the side table so when I went to eat oreos on the couch with a glass of milk the container was sadly empty.
What a cruel cruel thing to do.
Here is what I did yesterday, and I'm only telling you this cause I said I would. Otherwise I would keep it to myself cause really I didn't do that much. Oh well there is always tonight.... right? RIGHT?
TO DO LIST
Clean out Fridge (I'm growing science projects in there)
Do several loads of laundry I did one....oops
Finish painting (I told you it'd take me forever) Yeah this didn't happen either
Unload dishwasher DONE and re-load Will finish this tonight
Clean my room (it's awfully horrendous) UM, nope
Vacuum I thought about it, does that count?
Make dinner (what should I make)Of course!
Take down outside Christmas Lights DONE
Put away clean clothes (I hate putting those away)I started this. I will finish tonight I think
I really need to finish painting our room (not going to happen today though) no way
Take out the trash DONE
Clean the laundry room Kinda...
Clean the kitty box (ewww, cats are so poopy)UM no, but I will do this tonight
Take care of the Chickens (daily chore) Done
Eat Oreo's on the couch I didn't do this! I repeat, I did NOT eat oreo's on the couch! Why?
Well I was upstaged. How? Ryan got to them before I did.
And you know what he did?
He left the EMPTY Oreo container on the side table so when I went to eat oreos on the couch with a glass of milk the container was sadly empty.
What a cruel cruel thing to do.
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