Updates and whatnot:
Smartphones: I now have one game, one app and one widget. That's all I can handle at the moment, I'm still figuring out how to use the damn thing for actual phone calls.
Health: Had what seemed to be a sinus infection last week. It started out as strictly vertigo, which I'd never had before and it scared the crap out of me. Then came the headache, then the stuffy, then the scratchy throat. Mostly gone now.
Food: Made a casserole the other night, standard ground beef, noodles, veggies, cracker crumbs on top. But watching a recent episode of America's Test Kitchen showed me that you don't need a can of cream of goop soup for the sauce. They were making chicken pot pie, but I figured what they did could work in a casserole. Milk, flour, duck broth, and the contents of the spice rack made a lovely binding agent.
Hair: I've made noises about growing it out. Long hair is a pain in the ass, but I HATE my hair now. My last haircut was somewhere around Thanksgiving, if I leave it untouched, it'll be long enough to pull away from my face well before Wiscon. Maybe even by Easter. But right now, I look like a sheepdog. I always complain when my hair is long that I never learned how to do anything pretty with it, and I'm sure I'll go through that again. But this is a cycle that happens with me every few years. And so, the sheepdog phase must be endured. Luckily, we don't really have much socializing planned till Wiscon anyway!
Socializing: It's not that I wouldn't be social if I had the chance!
Smartphones: I now have one game, one app and one widget. That's all I can handle at the moment, I'm still figuring out how to use the damn thing for actual phone calls.
Health: Had what seemed to be a sinus infection last week. It started out as strictly vertigo, which I'd never had before and it scared the crap out of me. Then came the headache, then the stuffy, then the scratchy throat. Mostly gone now.
Food: Made a casserole the other night, standard ground beef, noodles, veggies, cracker crumbs on top. But watching a recent episode of America's Test Kitchen showed me that you don't need a can of cream of goop soup for the sauce. They were making chicken pot pie, but I figured what they did could work in a casserole. Milk, flour, duck broth, and the contents of the spice rack made a lovely binding agent.
Hair: I've made noises about growing it out. Long hair is a pain in the ass, but I HATE my hair now. My last haircut was somewhere around Thanksgiving, if I leave it untouched, it'll be long enough to pull away from my face well before Wiscon. Maybe even by Easter. But right now, I look like a sheepdog. I always complain when my hair is long that I never learned how to do anything pretty with it, and I'm sure I'll go through that again. But this is a cycle that happens with me every few years. And so, the sheepdog phase must be endured. Luckily, we don't really have much socializing planned till Wiscon anyway!
Socializing: It's not that I wouldn't be social if I had the chance!