my fair lady

WHY can't the American's teach their children . . . oh wait we don't speak it.  Lord, I'm pretty certain all we do is text.  I am sitting next to the MY fair Lady - musical.  Singing at the top of my fool lungs and thank you I can actually sing - classically trained .  BTW (bravo tango whiskey) Todd Oxley is to blame.  I has me some range too  The one woman I love more than O2 was raised without a TV and is the smartest mostest (yes bite me) amazing women on the planet.  She is the living Eliza for me.  Hearing her sing it makes me smile.  Hearing her in the chapel at Christmas with the marble and the lights and the WELL JESUS CHRIST FULL on grand piano  - she could have sung scales. . . . and it would have been moving.  But why?  Okay.  I guess we have Glee.  I get it.  We are trying to reinvent.  My kids are going to get schooled.  I saw every play - OKLAHOMA. Rainmaker. (yes the Tommy Lee Jones - MEL - i - sant.) find it - it will change you.  Camelot. Spamilot (Vegas - pretty coool !) . Gigi. Rock in Roll HS.  JESUS CHRIST - S.S. - Grease - Rocky Horror.    Singing or not.  Take your kids to plays. LIVE actors.  My darling clueless parents didn't get it but my sweetest fondest PREGGOR memory was when my darling sister Kristen took me and my in- utero daughter Trinity to Phantom.  GreenBay.  Was amazing - Every freaking time Christine Sang my darling Trin - JUMPED.  LIKE OMG jumped.  it was so cool.  My baby liked her.  LOL.

Just saying.  If you can find cool custard or things for your kids - really - the arts are there.  Please - DO IT. I feel like I'm slacking = We have been all about the Japanese things - I need to switch gears.  I can tell.  And Life is about to change.  After Vegas.  really really.

chris

cornell.  could sing the freaking phone book.... google him.  U are welcome.

Hat's off to the

bull. or all things Pamplona. - encierro   Honestly. Ladies can we please pull up the proverbial bar stool and chat a bit on this.   Please?  Pour a wee Pint o' Guinness,  or twelve.  Cuz' I'm sorry - I don't get what freaking planet makes you think it's a good idea to try to outrun a freight train.  AKA a 2 ton bull.  really?  I completely get the world of really crazy scary.  I decided to procreate and have little being's protrude from my nether regions.  I had small humans poke out of me - and I still - continue to feed them though they are starting to become a sort of milk drinking borg collective - and are turning into big people!  freaky? - I know! right?

So - um there are no women who think - "hey - there are these bulls - really Nicole - I kid you not - like they wanna just do this - you in?"   HELL NO!!!  As a girl all I can think is Jesus - if this isn't the DARWIN awards in person I don't know what the hell is?  If you die - GORED BY a FUCKING BULL YOU ASSHOLE - at-the-very-least the bull's semen will continue and YOU - genius are dead.  Thank you.  


What small part of out-running a freight train of sharp pointy things that are aimed at your sorry ass - sounds fun? Okay wait - I'm a girl and I don't "GET it" - like logic escapes the vagina.  Lord.  I'm not apologizing on this in any way and though I would have been Hemingway's freaking wet dream (okay so just in my head since he's mine) I don't care how machismo you are - it's dumb in triplicate.  But if my dumb boy wants to do it (maybe) i have heard the shopping in Madrid is killer.  Wait.  I hate shopping.  UGH.  I'm just not right. i guess.

Viva Las Vegas!

So the Roger and I are planning trip number 3 to Las Vegas.  We married there May 2008 and went back a little while later.  This current trip makes the 3rd.  Any and all who have been can please chime in.  Must miss - must do?  Sorry.  I love Vegas and Haters of it can just shut the fuck up - I'm asking for ideas.  I know a lot of folks think it sucks -  think it's XYZ.  And it really is all that and a pool of disease!  But it's where I want to go when I want to not be me.  Not be super duper responsible mom - office mamma bear - just sex kitten du jour!  Boots walking and all.

We have done some research so we know a few things we want to do.  Neither of us is big into gaming - but the topless pool at our hotel is apparently a big feature.  :D  Please share. I'm onto the slots at Ellis Island and their cheap really good beer.  :D Micro brew and Phantom of the Opera Penny slots! What is not to love?  We've seen Bite and Spamalot. Both good.


We are again staying at the Strat.  Married there (around the corner) It's where we know.  This will be our longest stretch.  VETERAN vegas lover's - please.  Share.  Beauty Bar is going to be our late night Monday sing fest.  Tuesday is nickle beers and a good dj.  Anyone want to join us?  Message me.  I'd love company - I'm much more confidant with a girl by my side.  :D  and I'm a great kisser :D 

Jambalaya and the jabberwok

So - after recovering from last night's PAINFEST (actually thought of selling tickets but really was just too bitchy to make change) I've been engrossed in a Lewis Carroll obsession.  I've always loved that crazy wacky pedophile (unproven though).  My next few posts may center around all things Carroll. Be warned.  Portmanteau's may fly unabashed in ginormous proportions.

BUT since I still am in marathon mode (yes I have this sick want to qualify for the Boston Marathon AGAIN - like FORREST meeting the President AGAIN - but I'll be too cool to grace it's presence).  Ok confession here - I only qualified by 2 minutes and then they changed the rules.  Missed it by a minute.  I won't actually run the stupid race -  since I HATE the Hoopla.  REALLY - I run because I like to and Richmond suits me nicely thankyouveryfuckingmuch.  One a year is nice.  I have a life and running and biking and kids "oh my" are just fine.  Lord I think I may actually need to finish a sentence here without paranthetic thoughts intruding. . .    I also cook.  Don't know if you've picked up on that before.  But besides madd sex skills and wild cool knitting prowess  - I feed people.   Though tonight I think I may have hurt someone.  Roger.  Poor man.  I haven't made my jambalaya in - - - okay a long time.  And I can pretty much drink straight lava and find it slightly unpleasantly warm. . . I think I underestimated the habanero power of the hot sauce.  I guess the proof will be sometime later . . .   And thank the stars in havana - we have a second bathroom.

So.  Katie's Jambalaya.

1 onion - rough chop (aka still recognizable as such)
1 green pepper - rough chop
1 head of garlic - rc

start this in a big pot over medium - move it move.  I like to move  it move it.  :D

sweat it and brown it - burnt a slight bit isn't bad

a pound of cut up chicken breast or thighs (my preferred though more fat)

throw it in pot

a pound of  - HERE is where the total foodies hit me on the side of head with skillet - I use lean turkey kielbasa - they use full fat sausage.  YOUR call.  It's your ass.

Brown this happy mix and again - move it move it.

I use hot sauce here.  and a full jar of HOT salsa.  I may or may not have been slightly heavy handed.  I really was distracted by pawn stars.  I do add some water to boil down and let the spices meld.

I serve this over rice.  I've taught you rice before.  If I gotta do it again I'm going to need something.  Yarn would be good.  Or just a hug.  Okay it was warm.  Habanero peppers are warm.  or so I've heard.  :D

"They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope;
They threatened it's life with a railway-share; They charmed it with smiles and soap."

I don't personally know what I am looking for - I thought I had found it at one point but if I've said it once I've said it thrice -  so that must make it true, I'm not so sure anymore.

It may be a snark I'm hunting for now.

short

and friggin sweet.  Okay I really mean fuck. I hate people drilling into my face.  I really think my Dr. Lee is great.  Amazing Dentist.  on that level.  That's my rational mind telling the adult truth.  Right now - I've had four shots of tequila and my face still is throbbing and food aka chewing is no f'ing\where in the making.  so this is not going to get more whitty than this pain filled bitch with the tequila hiccups is gonna make it.  If you are looking for whitty bantor -"I'm not Martha" freaking rocks.  I love her.  Not love  her love her but I really think she's great. bye.

I don't suck

shrimp heads.

Sorry - I wanna be one of the foodie cool kids - like Tony and Andrew.  But, while I will happily eat beef heart - I just can't suck a shrimp brain.  I've seen the orgasmic eye roll from those "in the know" but ugh.  I just can't.  I just can't. It's just too - well, gooey - red - juicy (not in a good way).  Here's confession time - If ONE of you - before me did it - I totally would because I'd be like yeah - you did it - I gotta.  But I try to do all of the cool food things I can - but frankly this one just loses me - much like the coconut crazy giant worm things that frankly look like the last friggin thing I'd eat even if starving to death.  I'm not bigger than my pay grade and frankly working for captain Uni - I'd starve before I got close..... hence the further schooling.  But I like to try things that other's think rock. . .  and OMG if you find a good (or really any PHO restaurant - GO!)  I mean NOW.  PHO 234 here is my new crack stop.  Their seafood soup is an early morning crave. I want it early - almost a coffee need only seafoodier (new word - wiki it) You HAVE to love anything that has fish balls.   I mean.  really?  fish balls.  I like all kinds of balls but fish balls just make giggle in middle school kind of way - and yet.  Yum.

I guess my point is try something new.  but know your boundaries.  If you hate liver my guess is you always will even if your amazing hot wife who actually loves you and writes like an SOB thinks you would like it a lot - even more than her red hair - my point is - prolly not.  If you've been tainted by the bad juju liver - there's no fixing that shit. I'm just saying a good soak in milk and not over cooking goes a long way.

But I'm not superhuman and things (chow mein noodles and frogs, alive - legs still attached) freak me out. Dead - those damn legs are delicious - but alive and croaking (that's actually funny - croaking! lol) I hate frogs.  Hate.  Yeah.  I actually went through deliverance (no banjo music required) for poverty and frogs.  The poverty part stuck.  Thank you JESUS - I'm not po no mo!.  frogs.  yeah.  Not so much.  Hate those little bastards.

And yet - I guess my overblown and lofty messages may have set a false sense of who I am - I'll try almost anything and yeah - I love the close to the bone food. - Bone marrow is better than butter - TRUST ME - wait no don't!  FREAKING TRY IT.  it's amazing in a non dairy more beefy way.  It's awesome.  Good for you?  is butter?  Live for today but still run or bike or even just walk.  Just move.  an hour a day.  then enjoy.

I can't eat bread - or most good things I want but I'm still kicking - pretty hard if you piss me off :D  But just saying - try things but know where you step off and respect yourself in the morning.  I know what I suck and what I don't.  "D