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Tuesday
Jun092009

Arma-gettin-outta-here

Somewhere around 2am or 3am, I was woken up by some frantic pawing at my side of the bed.  The culprit?  A very terrified little shih-tzu:

Oreo

So I pulled her up onto the bed and she sat shaking between the hubby and I for who knows how long (I fell asleep).  There was a crazy thunder-and-lightning storm going on outside, which is the pupper's biggest fear.  Whoever says having a dog is good training for having a kid isn't far off.  It's like kid training wheels.  (Um, not that I have a kid, so maybe I'm wrong.  I guess I'll know one day.)

The storm stopped at some point and so I put Oreo back on the floor, where she was happy to go back to sleep.  Before my shower, I let her out into the backyard to do her business, which turned out to be a very good thing because about forty-five minutes later, the crazy storm started up again.  No matter where I went in the apartment, there was Oreo, sitting on my feet.  Picture me at the bathroom sink, looking in the mirror and doing my hair while a quaking 13 lb dog sits on my feet under the sink.  Poor puppers.  For her, storms like this clearly signal that it's the end of days.  So I deposited her back on the bed with the hubby before I left for work, reminding him she was going to need a good walk once Armageddon passed.

In honor of the storm of Armageddon today, though, here is one of my very, very, very favorite Eddie Izzard bits:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xYeEdDVKA_o

Never ever fails to make me laugh.

Saturday
May092009

Things I miss - Saturday edition

I don't know how the weather is where you are since, well, I don't know who you are or where you are.  But here in the northeast, we've been getting a lot of rain.  And what does rain bring with it?  Yes, puddles and people driving slowly - but more than that, it brings complaining - lots and lots of complaining.  Why do people hate the rain so much?  I think rain is wonderful.  It sounds great, it smells great, it's completely necessary and useful.  Sure, no one likes being wet when they get to work or home, but is that really such a problem?  WHY is rain so inconvenient and why does it inspire such hatred?  I love it, as I do a lot of things that are perceived to be dreary, which might be why my husband calls me Eeyore once in a while.

oh bother

Now, I may have a couple of stuffed Eeyores... and, okay, I may have been Eeyore for Halloween sometime in my mid-20s, but I do not have a cloud following me.  But, if I DID, I would still love the rain. Which brings me to this week's things I miss (which I missed doing yesterday but will instead do today). 

Today's edition is inspired by the recent rain as well as Mother's Day. 

Did your mother make you wear these things when it rained?

slicker

1. A slicker
When was the last time you heard the word slicker?  I remember my mom using it but for the longest time now it's just been a raincoat.  And why does it seem like they were always yellow (my least favorite color)?  But these aren't the raincoats of today, made of water resistant fabric.  No, no.  These were basically plastic shaped into coat form.  If it was a particularly crazy rain storm, you'd take this off and everything outside of the slicker's cover would be wet (your hands, ends of sleeves, and pants below the knee).  But they did a good job most of the time.

    galoshes 

2. Galoshes
No, not the cute patterned rainboots we all wear now (I have a powder blue pair that I love).  These went on OVER your shoes and buttoned together at the top to hold them on (see picture).  I HATED these things.  I thought they were ugly then and I think they're ugly now - kind of like a cross between Uggs and Crocs!  Why didn't we just have cute rubber shoes?  Why did we have to put ugly rubber boots over our sneakers?  They did work fairly well, except if you jumped in a puddle.  Because they were relatively low and not sealed at the top, if you jumped in a puddle, much of the water got inside and your shoes got wet anyway, totally defeating the purpose.  Not that I did this, Mom.  I'm just saying I saw it happen to other people.

umbrella 

3. Clear umbrellas
I remember these as being particularly girly and feminine.  Sometimes there would be a design (flowers or ribbons or Hello Kitty) on the umbrella, but it was always still clear enough to see through.  They were also narrower and longer than traditional umbrellas, so when you put it over your head, it went down to your shoulders.  Little girls could share one, but adults couldn't (unless it was huge).  They seem to be making a resurgence and I think I want to get one.

Rain is one of the most incredible sense memory experiences for me.  When it rains, I first think of the first college I attended, which was in the Lehigh Valley, aka the Leaky Valley because it rained so much.  I can close my eyes and smell the rain in the fall or spring and am immediately brought back to that campus. 

Next, I remember living on my own the past few years and walking Oreo in the rain, no matter how bad it was.  I remember walking to elementary school (with all of the above gear), back when my friends didn't complain about the rain.  I remember the house we lived in when I started high school; it had a screened in back porch with a sofa on it - the absolute perfect place to sit and enjoy a cool rain shower.

Oreo woke me up at 4:30am today to go out in the monsoon that was going on outside and, while I was not incredibly happy to go out at that hour, I still smiled as I got back into bed and heard the rain pounding down outside the windows in our bedroom.  So rain, rain, don't go away.  Stay again, another day.

Saturday
Jan032009

Oreo cookies

I'll be upfront - the subject line is misleading.  Yes, this post is about Oreo and cookies... but not "Oreo cookies" per se, as you would expect.  I have a really cute shih-tzu named Oreo:

oreo

Oreo can be a bit picky sometimes.  She doesn't like most dog treats, especially crunchy cookies.  She's a big fan of Pupperoni and table food.  I don't actually feed her wet dog food - just dry kibbles to supplement any table food we give her (avoiding all the stuff dogs aren't supposed to eat, of course).  For Christmas, I baked a zillion cookies for everyone (to supplement the non-gift giving).  For the people with dogs, I also baked dog cookies flavored with chicken bouillion.  Oreo, usually the non-crunchy cookie fan, LOVED them so I resolved to bake her more cookies.  So, last night, after baking a "Better Than S*x Cake" for my brother-in-law's birthday, my husband and I set out to bake some peanut butter cookies for Oreo. I put together all the ingredients and set my husband to work kneeding the dough and cutting out all the little cookies (the cookie cutter hurts my hand after a while):

Cookies ready for the oven

Cookies after baking

Oreo patiently waiting for the cookies to cool
Oreo patiently waiting for the cookies to cool

So there's another item off my 101 in 1001 list, but I know it won't be the last time I bake cookies for Oreo.  These dog cookies are really easy to make and it feels good knowing exactly what goes into what I feed Oreo.

Oreo's Favorite Cookies

2 1/2 cups wheat flour

1/2 cup nonfat dry milk

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 tsp sugar

6 tbsp butter (room temperature)

1 egg

1/2 cup cold water

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.  Mix all the ingredients together (by hand) and kneed until the dough is consistent throughout.  Roll out and cut with cookie cutters.  Bake for 30 minutes; allow to cool.

In other 101 in 1001 news, the 26 Things people have thrown me for a loop!  Last year they posted their theme in May so I assumed it'd be roughly the same this year.  Nope - they've posted the list now!  So I have the rest of the month to get those 26 pictures ready to post on their site February 1.  Eep!

I'm still trying to figure out my Flickr account.  The photo organization goals will be a bit challenging, but I'll get there and it'll pay off hugely in the long-term.  I have a lifetime of photos ahead of me; I should figure out some way to keep track of them so I don't lose them.  To me, the thing about digital photos is that they're so easy to lose.  Photos printed from film might gather in boxes and boxes in the basement or attic, but at least they're always there to sift through.  You can't sift through an emptied recycle bin.

And, as I type, my Tivo is recording Miracle on 34th Street and Invasion of the Body Snatchers.  I love having a to-do list/major project.  I can't live without some kind of imposed direction.