Dinner last night: Foot-long veggie delite on white, no mayo, no cheese, and a bag o’ WOW Doritos. I meant to take a picture of the actual food I had for dinner last night, but by the time we got home it was TWO HOURS past dinner time, and you just can’t get between a fat woman and her food in such a situation. It was good, though. I love me some Subway. Dinner tonight: Chips and salsa, top, and the #1, bottom – 2 chicken enchiladas, 1 beef taco, and rice. A nearby Mexican restaurant just opened – tonight was it’s first night – and we went to check it out. I can get Fred to go out to eat maybe once a month, so I was excited when he suggested we go out. The food was pretty good – not the best I’ve ever had, but I’ve certainly had way worse. (I would have taken a picture of the inside of the restaurant, because it was pretty cute, but Fred thought I was making a spectacle of myself with the pictures I did take, so I refrained). I took a thousand and one pictures on our trip to the farm to pick up our free-range chickens yesterday (uh, to eat. We’re going to eat the chickens, I’m not sure if I ever made that clear. I’m thinking the people on either side of us wouldn’t be too happy if we brought home chickens and let them loose in the back yard. Though Tubby could probably herd them.Or at least sit and meow bitchily at them…), but I don’t know when I’ll get that entry done. I had planned to put them in today’s entry, but it’s going to take a long time to write that one, and I’ve spent a large part of the day sitting on my ass (which is also a large part. Har.) in front of the computer doing things on the other website (what? You think you’re the only website in my life, huh?), so I’m thinking that won’t happen today. Maybe over the weekend, maybe one day next week, who knows? It’s a crapshoot ’round these parts. Today? A good mail day! And I think you know what that means. That’s right, I got REAL mail in the P.O. box! Von is my secret pal for April on the (now defunct) TMS list, and the assignment for this month was to do something crafts-y. Von went all out! First, the box: The note next to the painted frog is from Von telling me that a dog hair got caught in the tape when she was taping up the package. I know how it goes – every single time I tape up a package to send, 45,000 cat hairs get caught in the tape. Inside the box: Is this the coolest thing, or what? I always eye the boxes similar to these when we’re in Gatlinburg, but they always have some sort of horse or mountain stenciled on the top, so I pass ’em by. And inside the box, herbal bath tea! According to the tag, it’s an aromatherapy blend of organic botanical herbs and spices with sea and mineral salts. And DAMN does it smell good. It’s reusable! Whee! But what’s the coolest of all is what’s on the bottom of the box: Is it awesome, or what? You made my day, Von – thank you! I sent my secret pal, Joanna, a batch of the best chocolate chip cookies ever. They’re not my recipe, they’re a recipe I got off the web somewhere, but they’re SO DAMN GOOD. Baking’s not terribly crafty, but as I told Joanna, I started a cross-stitch picture for my sister for her birthday 5 years ago, and I’m not done yet! (I’m working on it, Deb, really I am!) Friday Five: 1. What are your hobbies? This site, that site, reading, and the occasional cross-stitching take up the majority of my time. I guess taking pictures could be considered a hobby, too. 2. Do you collect anything? I used to collect shot glasses, but I think that’s one of the things I’ll be giving away in the next giveaway, because I’ve pretty much stopped. I do seem to collect things that are bright yellow or have smiley faces on them, though. 3. Is there a hobby you’re interested in, but just don’t have the time/money to do? I’d like to develop the hobby of sitting on my ass in my oceanfront million-dollar estate and leering at the half-dressed, very young pool boy while famous people grovel at my feet, please. 4. Have you ever turned a hobby into a moneymaking opportunity? Nope. 5. Besides web-related stuff (burbs, rings, etc.), what clubs do you belong to? I don’t belong to any real-life clubs. I’ve never been a joiner. It takes too much effort.]]>