Tasty, Tasty Mouse-thingy

I finally dragged my butt out for a birding session after being laid up for about a week with whatever strand of office illness I had been infected with. I decided to try an evening bird walk to see what sort of luck I would have. The weather was absolutely perfect – low 70’s with a light breeze to keep the annoying bugs off. Though one bug did manage to fly right into my ear which I promptly accidentally smooshed in my ear when I went to brush it away. That whole experience was delightful of course.

I don’t know if it was just blind luck or what, but I happened to be in the exact right place at the exact right time to witness a Red-tailed hawk catch its dinner. I also managed to snap some pictures as it flew with its meal up into a pine tree. I basically got to watch it eat its mouse thing – the hawk could not have cared less that I was there. I am thinking that this was the same hawk that posed for me last time but I will have to do some major picture comparisons to match markings and be sure. Gotta love it when they pose for picture like that ūüôā

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Everybody Likes to Secretly Rock Out at Work – Don’t Lie

I’m hosting a zombie* gaming day tomorrow and I basically put off getting groceries and cleaning until¬†this evening¬†because I am that awesome. So after work I was pretty much forced into going for food unless I wanted to try and get all of my cleaning AND shopping done in the same day. Something you should probably¬†know about me – I let gravity do my cleaning for me. In other words there is a lot of shit all over my apartment. To me it looks lived in. To others I would imagine that it looks a bit messy. Like, there are little paths to key areas of the living room level of messy.

But back to food shopping. I had made a list of things I wanted to purchase¬†before leaving¬†work because I hadn’t bothered to do so at home. You know, where the actual recipes are. Luckily I have made the taco dip and lasagna several times before so it was relatively easy to remember all of the ingredients. I had to go through¬†the list a couple of times but eventually I was able to recreate the list of items necessarily to make each food item.

The way my grocery store is laid out puts the refridgerated and frozen items on the furthest wall from the checkout, non-perishables in the middle of the store, and then it ends with the fresh produce closest to the door. What I like to do is start in the back and work my way to the front so that by the time I’m near the door I have everything that I need. I know you’re supposed to get your refridgerated stuff last but whatever – don’t question the method. Trust the method people cuz it works.

Now every time I’m in the refridgerated area I am always peering around the milk and the sour cream for a ‘behind the scenes’ look at what is going on in the stocking area. Today I wasn’t really paying attention to that but was rewarded in spite of my inattentiveness. I had just finished grabbing the shredded cheese for my taco dip and headed over to the sour cream area when I heard the weirdest thing. At first I just thought it was from one of the other shoppers around me. But then I realized that it was some dude in the stocking area singing at the top of his lungs. Understand though that when I say singing I mean saying ‘Yeah yeah yeah’ over and over and over again¬†extremely loudly. The singing was very much reminiscent of when a person really likes a song but doesn’t have a freakin’ clue as to what the lyrics are. So, in order to sing along, they have to just make noises or say random words in time with the beat of the song. I just stood there frozen with a pint of sour cream in my left hand and a smile on my face listening to this guy completely rock out. If only I could have seen him – guaranteed that he would have been head-banging, air-guitaring, totally absorbed in the moment. Nevertheless it was still hilarious. I know that if I think no one is watching and/or around to hear me the singing starts to increase in volume and there may even be some dancing. Maybe. I’m not actually confirming one way or the other. We’ve all done it. Worst thing ever though is when you are in full rock out mode and somebody walks in on you unexpectedly. Awkward!

*zombie gaming day: involves playing Left 4 Dead 2 and Resident Evil 5 whilst eating tons of junk food and drinking tons of soda. ūüôā

Dinner: The Daily Dilemma

If you’re like me you come home, unwrap yourself from the various cold weather implements you have donned to protect from the cold, immediately put on some comfy slippers and/or pants, and then turn towards the kitchen.

Just for clarification I am NOT a very neat person. The state of my kitchen is, shall we say, a tad messy. There are currently dishes in the sink region from past evenings that have yet to make their way into the dishwasher. The empty soda cans that need to be recycled are slowly migrating out into the room.

That being said, when I get home I really really find it hard to get motivated to take the time to cook a proper meal. I find myself often eating out of the pantry or the freezer. Which in the short term tends not to be a problem but after a while I get completely sick of pre-packaged dinners. The situation is weird because not only do I love to cook (when I’m not drained from the day) but I actually enjoy the meal that much more because it’s homemade. So begins the nightly dilemma: do I take the easy way out and go with something from the freezer? Or do I delay gratification for a meal that ultimately will be more satisfying but will take longer to create?

Final decision: Today was a total cop-out and I had a bagel for dinner. I’m a culinary failure. But I did put some chicken in the crockpot so maybe I really broke even.