Monday, December 31, 2007

What I learned while cleaning out the refrigerator

It's the end of a year. Out with the old, right? It had been way too long since I cleaned my refrigerator, so I thought this was an appropriate time.

Usually, while scooping dead food out of containers, I hold my breath, try not to look, and get it over with. This time was a little different. Maybe because I'm eating healthier and exercising every day, I find it easier to look at the positive in every situation. Whatever the reason, this dirty job held more fascination for me than ever before. Here's a short list of what I learned:
  • The mayo in tartar sauce will turn translucent when left to sit long enough.
  • The plastic wrap placed over a dish of sour cream and salsa dip will harden in places, and fuse directly to the dip in other places.
  • Cream (real, raw cream directly from the farm) will separate into many distinct layers of color and texture. The top layer was thick and red. Really a brilliant red. Below that was a thin layer of black. Next came a creamy yellow layer--creamy in both color and texture, and the thickest cream I've ever encountered. I could pour out the fourth layer once I reached it. And finally was a white layer that I believe was close to cheese, yet still soft. It smelled like cheese. If I were a braver person, I would have tasted it. (Brave, insane. Either would have worked.)
  • My husband and I have an inability to finish a container of cottage cheese. I cleaned out five of them, each with precisely an inch and a half remaining.
  • All in all, there was only one thing I couldn't identify, so I learned that it hadn't really been that long since I'd cleaned out my fridge.

Now wasn't that a treat on this New Year's Eve?

Happy New Year!!

Friday, December 21, 2007

Merry Christmas

I hope all of you have a wonderful time with friends and family. May Christ's love surround your Christmas celebration.

Friday, December 7, 2007

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... of Miralee Ferrel's The Other Daughter is:

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And don't forget about this contest, which runs through December.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

A Date

For my birthday Monday night, Brian took me to a movie. Normally my birthday treat is going out to eat at a nice restaurant. But I've been having some food sensitivities and until that's all straightened out, it's safer to eat at home.

So I suggested that a movie would be a good birthday date. I love movies. Brian, no so much. Although he's usually game for a good comedy. We decided to see Enchanted. A Disney movie spoofing on Disney animated movies sounded appealing.

And it was. No spoilers here. Suffice it to say we laughed hard during the first half of the movie. But the second half was disappointing. It felt to me like they wrote themselves into a corner. The ending may have been satisfying to some, but to us it felt like the ending of every Disney cartoon. Like they decided they'd better stop making fun of themselves and slip into their old routine.

If they'd used half the imagination at the end that they did in the beginning, it would have been a movie I could heartily recommend. For the sake of the beginning, I'm not sorry I saw it. But my advice to you, if you haven't seen it, wait for DVD.

But it was fun to have a date with my husband. We have no children, so privacy is never an issue. We don't have to go out of our way for time alone. But a night out every once in a while is still special.

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Monday, December 3, 2007

Happy Birthday to me...

Yes, I'm shameless, but I like birthdays. I turn 34 today.

In other news, I realized yesterday what a helpless female I am.
I got stuck in my driveway when I was heading out for church. We'd gotten a foot or more of snow during the night (jealous, Joy?) and the snow plow always leaves a nice big ridge at the end of our drive. I knew I had to really gun it to get through, but I didn't have enough of a run at it and got high-centered on the snowbank.

Brian, my hubby, is our church's maintenance manager, so he was already at the church plowing the parking lot before our road was plowed. So I was alone. You wouldn't want to write a female character as helpless as I am when it comes to getting unstuck from snow. I was close to tears. I knew myself to be completely incapable of getting out of that snow bank.

I grabbed a shovel and started clearing around the tires. I have a bad back. I should never shovel. After only a few minutes (but long enough to hurt my back) a truck stopped. An older man got out and shoveled my tires clear, but they'd still only spin.

After 25 minutes of shoveling and trying to drive back and forth, it looked hopeless. Then another truck stopped and two young muscular guys got out and pushed from the front while the older man backed out. My car was free.

There's no point to this story, except that I'm praising God for sending someone to my rescue. In that half an hour, those were the only two vehicles on my road. And they both stopped.

I was supposed to be at church early for music practice--I work behind the scenes in the tech room, having no musical ability. I was pretty late, but then so was half the worship team, so I still got there before they started practice.

And despite the inconvenience, I'm grateful for the snow. Last year we had a brown Christmas. This year, everything is beautiful and it looks like even more is on the way.