Mini rant #1:
Was in Winn-Dixie last night and saw Manwich already prepared, in a tub, in the same section as the tubs of barbecue (this IS the South, after all) and the Hormel meals that require refrigeration at the end of the meats. Manwich? Seriously? I'm sorry, but unless you're a college student with no access to a stove, there's no excuse for buying that...like it's so much frickin' harder to buy a pound of ground chuck (that you can actually see through the plastic and might even be able to hazard a guess that it came from some sort of bovine), brown it in a frying pan, break out the heavy equipment (can opener), pour it in, and bring it back up to a simmer. We're talking lowest common denominator cooking here, folks! Maybe I'll understand it better when I have a couple of ankle-biters and I've just gotten home from an 8-hour day chained to the computer, but I hope not...I wonder how much corn product they've managed to infuse into that Manwich prepared stuff...
Starting to miss not having home Internet access...found a bunch of fresh blogs and sites...and can't spend acres of time reading them when I'm at work...
Mini rant #2:
The only thing more frustrating than not having work to do at work, is having my boss try to invent "special projects" for us to do when there is a little work in the queues...I don't give a damn how low the queues are, I just want to be able to do my job, and if there's sites in the queues, then I can do my job, so lemme do it!
Hmph!
I thought the Florida and other state lotteries were smart in adding free gas to their scratch-off games.....
But a little industry in NV taking that idea, is frickin' ingenious...
If the local news stations run stories about the danger of being robbed of your gas by siphoning thieves, doesn't that give the thieves ideas? My neighborhood's bad enough; I don't need the news making our thieves any smarter...
If oil prices decreased earlier this week, how come gas still costs $4.04/gal at the local Racetrac (the ONLY place I buy gas because they have the lowest prices in my area, usually don't try to profit on our suffering, and don't hire drunks to man their tankers)?
Yeah, so I'm a little grumpy today. Had 4 hours off yesterday due to lackowork, so after relaxing for a bit, I crashed for a nap, only to sleep too late for my liking and wake with a start at the thought that Nanie was no longer with us, which I know is just me being paranoid because I'd really like her to make it to her birthday next week (July 18, she'll be 97), but makes me wonder if she is close to leaving us, if the veil between the worlds is experiencing a bit of a rift for her...
But on the up side, Mom finally got pictures of Dad's name added to the family headstone (and the new ivy border)...
1 comment:
Hey Melanie, thanks for stopping by my blog.
I'm touched by your writing about your Dad. I lost my Dad when I was 8 and I still feel the emptiness. My poor big brother had to take over the job, and he gave it a good go, but I think the stress of his life and seeing his dreams slip away because he had to do the "right thing" shortened his life also. He died of cancer at too early an age.
But anyway, I like your take on things - especially the Manwich! It's crazy what people think is food these days. Thanks for a good read - I'll check back.
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