Randomness

I have a million thoughts running through my head and no one to share them with so the blog gets it. Not that this is much of a blog, but at least it is a way for me to vent.

So. I have an interview tonight. I am calm for now but the nerves will start to kick in around 3:30. I have no idea how I am going to tell the boss. That is, of course, assuming that I get the job. I can't imagine a 5 minute commute to work. I could walk. WALK to work. Or bike. There are two buildings and I don't know which I would be in, so walking may not be an option but it is nice to think about. If I'm in the building closest to my house I will TOTALLY walk or bike, but if it is the one across the highway I probably won't. Too many semis and crazy people for me to brave it.

An old friend died on Monday. I don't mean old as in I've known him a long time, but old as in he was in his late 60's and ill. He had emphysema and I'd heard that he wasn't doing well but did I take the time to call? No. I could have made him his favorite chocolate pie and spent an afternoon with him to make the time go more quickly. But no. I'm too busy. Too much to do, don't feel like doing it, I just can't spare the time. And now he's gone and I don't get a second chance to be a friend. I can't tell you how shitty that feels.

Thank goodness the co-worker's husband brought in donuts. Nothing like fat and sugar to melt away the pain. I don't want to be here after Friday. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to deal with all the shit that I'll have to deal with once she's gone. This whole thing has been handled HORRIBLY and the boss is oblivious. I think he thinks everyone is just going to step up and pitch in and everything will be grand. Delusional, I tell you.

Life is too damn short. I'm going to contact my friend Irene whom I haven't spoken to in quite some time. I think of her every so often and wonder how she is. I hope the kids haven't filled her yard with grandkids. Kevin is 13 or 14 which makes Mary 15 or so, maybe 16. I think Johnny is 20 and Nekki has to be 23. Yikes. It has been way too long. I hate how people drift out of your life. People that you love and think you'll always know and talk to, yet somehow you lose touch. You don't call as often, you don't get together and eventually you don't talk at all. It sucks.

I ran my idea about small-scale catering past Dan and thought it was a viable business . I definitely think it is a niche market and I'd love to get it rolling. I guess I can start with a business plan so I've got it going in case I get the capital to make it happen. The little shop on the south end of town would be perfect. I could start out with just catering and expand to a bake shop and maybe even serve lunch. Or maybe just stay with the catering and baking. I think trying to run a lunch parlor would be too much.

And that's all I have to say for now. There could be more later.

Mmmm, pumpkin goodness and other things

I made the pumpkin version of gooey butter cake over the weekend and I am soooo very glad I did. I love the original with just cream cheese, but this is phenomenal. Rich, pumpkin-y and creamy. Thank you, Paula Deen, for sharing this with the world! I have to try to the chocolate kind next. The pineapple is fabulous too- I wasn't sure how that would taste but is to die for. I won't be trying the banana version. That just doesn't sound too appealing.

Last night I made pork chops in the oven (snoooooze, I'd much rather grill!) and was successful. I breaded some of them with my own concoction of bread crumbs, oregano, basil, garlic powder, salt and pepper. Some got a generous dusting of cajun seasoning and the rest were plain. Both seasoned versions were a hit with my fiance', a.k.a. Big 'Un, and his sidekick. The Sidekick came over to help with the newest fish tank and stayed for supper. I also made oven roasted potatoes but they were mediocre. I don't know why I can't get those right. I partially baked spuds in the micro then cubed them and tossed with olive oil, s&p and LOTS of fresh garlic. I LOVE GARLIC. Then I threw them in the oven with the chops. I think I cooked them too long in the micro and the end result was some rather dry, rather bland potatoes. I'll have to try again.

Dessert was easy because I was pressed for time and- gasp!- out of butter. A tragedy, for sure. Cookies made from a chocolate cake mix with white chocolate chips mixed in. They were ok, a little over baked but better than nothing.

The job hunt continues. I submitted a resume for a CSR position so now the wait begins. I HATE applying to blind ads but I'm running out of options at this point. Of course I'd much prefer a foodservice job but I have to take benefits into account. I don't want to go even a week w/o health insurance because I know that's the week we'll have medical catastrophes. That's just the way my life works.

I've done it again

So I swore the last blog name was it and I'd never change it again.

I lied.

I was pondering life, work and blogs last night when I couldn't get to sleep and decided at this point I don't have enough material to have blog dedicated to food. Yes, I am foodie and enjoy all things food related. But I have no content. If you don't have any content, you really can't have a blog, right? Right.

So I'll have a blog that covers a little bit of everything. I'll add pictures (if I ever figure out how to do that) and post comments about small town life, motherhood, my impending second marriage to a man with the patience of Job and my quest to find happiness in this crazy world.