So, as many of you might know, I went to visit my parents in Florida the middle of October. I wasn't able to take my computer, so I could only steal a few moments on my sister's computer when she was out of the house. I was on the verge of a severe withdrawal, so I was looking forward to indulging my addiction when I got back. Unbeknownest to me, someone had dropped my computer on the floor while I was gone and broke the connector where the battery charger plugs in. I took the computer apart, banged and prodded, and got nowhere. It is now the end of November, and I have Gerry rigged a set up so that I can be charging one battery on an old laptop, running the other one on this computer, and switching it out every hour or so. It is a very imperfect system, but it works until I can figure something else out.
Anyway, I know I've dropped off on commenting and everything, and I will try to catch up, but no promises. If you have something you really wanted me to read, evaluate, or generally peruse, feel free to send it to me, and I will be happy to give it a look-see. Thanks, ladies! You're all amazing!
This one didn't turn out as well as it had the potential, but the sauce was amazing. Quite simple to make, and reletively quick. Good for a school night meal, I would think. As per usual, I will post the original recipe, and my alterations in italics
12 ounces firm tofu, drained
1 tbsp peanut oil (vegetable oil)
1 large head broccoli, separated into florets (1 package frozen broccolli florets, thawed)
2 cups sliced yellow peppers (part of a frozen green pepper, part of a frozen red pepper [I'm not a bell pepper fan, so that was what I had thrown in the freezer from another recipe from ages ago])
2 garlic cloves, minced (a bit of minced garlic from a jar [I just grabbed some, I didn't bother to measure])
1 cup vegetable stock
1/4 cup tomato paste (one can, roughly the same)
2 tbsp chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley (a handful of dried parsley)
1 tbsp rice wine vinegar
1 tbsp teriyaki sauce
1 tbsp brown sugar or 1 1/2 tbsp honey
1 tbsp cornstarch
1 tbsp water
1 1/2 cups canned pineapple chunks (I could not find any pineapple, so I had to use a can of peaches)
Cut tofu into 1" cubes and saute in oil until golden brown. Set aside. In the same pan, saute broccoli, peppers, and garlic. While that is sauteing (5 to 7 minutes, or until tender), mix the stock, tomato paste, parsley, vinegar, teriyaki sauce, and sugar or honey in a cup. Add to vegetable mixture. Dissolve cornstarch in water and add to mixture. Allow to come to a boil, stirring frequently, then reduce heat to low. Add tofu and pineapples (I had to use peaches, see above) and leave for about 5 minutes to blend flavors.
I realized at the very last possible moment that I should have made some rice or something to go under this, but I do not believe in minute rice, therefore I had none lying around to use, so I had to eat it by itself. I think it would have been really good had I had the pineapple. As it was, the peaches were kind of bland, so the tofu didn't have anything to play off of, and tofu is super bland on its own. It would have been better with something crunchy, such as water chestnuts or bamboo. I'll definitely try this again with those alterations, and I think I'll really love it. As it was, I really liked it.
This is for the most liberal of eaters only, because it uses kind of out there ingredients that some people wouldn't touch with a 10-foot pole, but it is seriously the best thing I have ever eaten. It almost made me cry it was so good. I'm not even exaggerating!
I used a recipe for this, but only very loosely, so I will post the original with my additions in italics, just for informational purposes.
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I've been experimenting with vegetarian meals that are more complicated than opening a box of Morning Star and throwing it in the microwave. I've been asked to chronicle my journey, so I thought I'd throw some of them up here. I hope I inspire some of you to try them!
This one is really really spinach-y, so it's not for everyone, but I really liked it. I just kind of added stuff until it looked right, so I can't give you exact measurements, only approximations.
1 cup mozzarella cheese, 1/2 tsp lemon extract (I would have preferred lemon juice or lemon zest, but I didn't have any on hand.), ground nutmeg, 1 cup soy milk (or regular milk, whichever you prefer), oil, chopped onions, roughly 10 ounces frozen spinach, Parmesan cheese, crushed red peppers.
Put water on to boil, then add pasta.
Mix the cheese, lemon, nutmeg, and a bit of the milk. Saute the onions in the oil (or butter), add cheese mixture, spinach, peppers, and the rest of the milk and cook until it starts to thicken. I added a bit more cheese during this part, but I don't think you would have to.
This was really really good. I'm a fan of spinach anyway, but, surprisingly enough, the spinach isn't the most prominent taste. I think it was a combination of the nutmeg (which I added as an after-thought) and the sweetness of the soy milk (I'm not sure how it would translate with regular milk, as it is not as sweet) that I tasted the most. The crushed red peppers gave it an extra kick, too. I definitely recommend this one.
I recently decided (for no particular reason at all, just because I wanted to) to do 30 Days of Smoothies during the month of July. I had posted them on facebook as I was doing them, but I thought I would cross-post them here, just so I would have a permanent record, and anyone here could see them and try them out. Enjoy!
Someone posted one of those 'omg, what am I watching' videos on wliialove, and it reminded me of this gem my sister showed me some time ago. Get past the obvious wth??? of it, and these guys really are quite talented. Enjoy?
So, what's been happening in my chaotic and crazy life? Reading over my last post (six months ago! Wow!), I see not a whole lot has changed. I'm still working at the store, still working up front. I've seen people come and go, I've seen people replace them. I've made a lot of good friends, fallen in crush, fallen out of crush, laughed, cried, complained, and comforted. The company has started a new policy in which the fastest checkers get the most hours. I'm one of the fastest, so I routinely get 35+ hours, which is nice, but it is quite exhausting, and it is not fair at all to the ones that get (I am not kidding) 8-11 hours. I very much disagree with this policy, as do everyone else at the store, even the manager. Because the company is putting so much stock in speed, that is what everyone else is concerned with, and customer service and employee morale are suffering.
I got to do Chicago this spring. That was beyond amazing. I ended up playing 4 or 5 different parts, including a couple of guy parts. That was interesting. If I never see another ACE bandage in my life, I will be happy. My director was a bitch, and I absolutely hated ever moment working with her; if she ever does another show, I probably won't audition for it, unless it is something I really want to do, like Wicked or RENT, but I seriously doubt the Sunrise Beach Little Theater would ever do something as complicated as the former or as risque as the latter. The next show we are doing is a 5 woman show, but all of the women are older, as the play progresses they age from 40-70, so I don't think I will be cast in that one. The December play is always the children's theater, so, unless I take some backstage role (which I very well might do), I won't be back onstage until *March* Ugh! But it gives me a little down time, to recharge and recuperate.
I guess that's all the major events of the last 6 months. I finally started writing again, though anything I've done the last couple of weeks is crap, and it's almost an embarrassment to post, but I figure, if I write enough, I will force myself back into semi-productive literary prowess. Pray for me...
Wow! This is my first update in *goes back through her journal* a very long time. Things have been, by turn, boring, sadenning, frustrating, and crazy. This is mainly for me, as I doubt if anybody in the great world of cyberspace is interested, but it might be fun to go back in a year and see what I was thinking on January 29, 2011. As a random note, I just realized, today is my half-birthday plus one (January 28 is my half-birthday). So, forgive me for rambling, it's going to happen.
I started working at the local Kroger's exactly six months today. I really like it. I have met and made friends with a lot of people my own age, which was tragically missing from my life since I moved down here. There are some negative aspects to it (here's looking at you, bitchy coworker that makes everything about you and broadcasts your entire personal life to everyone that comes through the doors), but over all, it is a really good job. As much as I love working the registers, I did apply for a full-time night job. I debated about it for a long time, but finally put my name down for it. If I get it, it will be significantly more hours, night premium (an extra 60 cents/hour), and insurance against the fluctuations of the seasons. The shelves will always need to be stocked, the trucks will always need to be unloaded, and items will always need to be reordered. All of this translates to significantly more money, which will definitely help. It will mean leaving my friends up front and going to a solitary shift, which will suck. I decided to apply for it, if I get it, great, if not, I won't be upset.
Working so much has left me with very little personal time, so I'm not home very much, a fact that I think makes my grandma a little irritated/jealous/lonely, so I try to spend as much time with her as I can. Between her and the store, I don't have time to go out and do all the things a 22 year old is supposed to do. I've never been to a bar (not that that's too much of a sacrifice, but you know...), I don't go to parties or concerts or anything like that, and I don't date. That last one is the one that really gets to me. I've been quite lonely for a long time. I finally came out to most of my family, some of the aunts and uncles still don't know, but my siblings, parents, and grandma all do. I haven't dated in about 3 years, partly because I was not out, but mainly because I have a hard time meeting people. It has gotten to the point where I have registered at several of those eharmony type sites, but I am hindered by the fact that I lack the exorbitant amounts of money they require.
A few months ago, a really good friend of mine thought we had something. She's engaged and living with her fiancee, but she was really unhappy and thinking about leaving him. As much as I hated the thought that I was a homewrecker, I have to admit, the thought of her being available to explore what might or might not be there between us was alluring. She did break up with him, but they got back together almost immediately. I hesitate to say anything more about the situation, because I don't want to cause hurt feelings between any parties involved. It's just a rough situation all around.
My creative life has also been interesting. I have jumped on the bandwagon and gotten hooked on "Glee", and therefore, I have started RPing about it. I joined a board, adopted a couple of characters, the whole thing. Then, my muse decided to take off for warmer climates. I haven't been able to write a single thing for a single fandom for months. It's truly frustrating. I think the last Whose Line related drabble I wrote was over a year ago, two Halloweens ago, I think. And that is sad. In high school and college, I could (and did!) write for hours without any problem. One time, a friend and I wrote for 28 hours straight. It was insane. Now I can't even write a drabble. Alas.
After I started working, I signed up for satellite internet and tv, so we got more than dial-up internet and public television, so that's exciting. A lot has opened up because of that (expensive) decision. It has helped my grandma, too. She likes to watch news and such when I'm at work and she's too sick to be up and about and has to lay on the couch to rest. She has also discovered facebook, so that's a little awkward. I have to watch what I say, or hide stuff from her, but she enjoys it, so I can't complain too much.
I recently qualified for the company insurance, so I got signed up for that. It won't take effect until February, but once I get it going, I'm going to get a long overdue eye exam, probably get contacts in addition to my glasses, go to the dentist, probably get my wisdom teeth out (I've already had one come through, and the other three are trying to come...Ouch!), and at least one cavity filled. Also, I hope to find a new doctor to get anti-depressants. Maybe, and here's a thought!, one that actually cares about the patients, knows what the hell he or she is doing, and can keep track of charts and prescriptions. Maybe that is asking too much...
I guess that's pretty much my life in a blog post. Over all, I'm having a better time of it than I have in a long time. There are still negative aspects to it, but whose life doesn't?
So I just have to get some stuff out there, I don't actually expect anybody to read this, but that's ok.
My mom called this morning, she lives in Florida with my baby sister, Ashleigh. Apparently Ashleigh has had a lump in her breast for a long time, but she's not said anything about it. Last night, Monday, it started hurting her so bad she couldn't breathe. My mom took her to the hospital, and they did an ultrasound on it. The technician said that he couldn't see anything on the ultrasound, but he could feel it, and it definitely wasn't just an enlarged milk gland; it was irregular and rough. He told them that she needed to get a mammogram today.
They had the mammogram all set up today, but at the last moment, they called and said that her insurance wouldn't cover it; a 17 year old girl doesn't need a mammogram. They had to jump through a million hoops, but they finally got it covered and went in to get it done.
Now we're just waiting to hear the results, which could take who knows how long. All the odds are in her favor that it's benign: She's only 17, she's a B cup, and there's no family history of cancer on my mom's side (we don't know anything about the paternal side). But it's still scary. I've been playing the 'what if' game all day, crying off and on. It's been rough.