The Daily Snark

Thomas the Tank Engine has always creeped me out, but I’ve never been able to adequately explain my dislike for it. I mean, it’s British, and I love British things. This article spells it out much more deftly that I could articulate. So now I’m adding Thomas the Tank Engine to the Official List of Things I Vow to Never Allow in My House When I Reproduce. Topping the list, in case you’re curious, are these obnoxious rubber mats that parents cover their floors in the moment the spawn drops.

barf on the floor

Oh my eyes.

Is there something about about having children that robs you of every appropriate esthetic sense?

I did a bit of googling and discovered, both to my relief and chagrin, that these mats are available in a host of other colors, from black to faux wood-grain. I am relieved because if my children happen to be particularly clumsy or heavy-headed and persist and throwing themselves on the floor, head-first, at least I will have some acceptable alternative to attempt to protect them (helmets come to mind). But I am a bit chagrined to learn of these less nausea-inducing alternatives because then whatever possessed parents to make their floors so hideous?! I don’t even want to hear the ‘educational’ argument. Somehow I learned to read and write without monstrous (and out-of-order) pieces of rubber to break my fall when my heavy noggin dragged me to the ground time after time.

Another article that amused me today is this one, The 40 Worst-Dressed Cities in America. Overall it’s a stupid article, one of those “how should we fill blank space” pieces because everyone loves a list and choosing a subjective topic like that means nothing has to be substantiated. However, I love that Boston is chosen as #1, since I once knew someone who moved from Seattle to Boston and one of her main complaints with Seattle was how terribly everyone dressed. She couldn’t wait to live in a city where people “dressed for dinner” and “fashion is a priority.” So neener neener to her.  I also kinda agree with the editors’ statements on St. Paul and Pittsburgh, although I find those traits about both cities to be endearing.

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In the kitchen

Pardon the poor-quality iPhone photos!

I’m gearing up for my first OAMC. That’s Once a Month Cook, for those of you who still cook on daily basis. Don’t worry, I didn’t even know the interwebs had a term for this, but of course they do. This is something I’ve always sort of been intrigued by, and now that we have a chest freezer in the garage I figured I’d take the leap and give it a try. I’m using the recipes and tips from Once a Month Mom,(ignore the mom part of that, all you nosy-parker womb-watchers out there, there is no significance to it!) because the site has a pretty big selection of menu types (whole foods, traditional, gluten-free) and it gives you shopping lists and printable recipe cards. I picked the “whole foods” menu because I’m kinda crunchy like that. I’d like to be able to figure out my own recipes and plans, but for the first month I’ll stick to the recipes and lists provided while I get the hang of the organization of it all.

I eliminated a couple of the recipes and the corresponding ingredients from the shopping list. For example, I didn’t want to buy a five pound beef brisket just to make a couple of meals of Italian beef sandwiches. I did the grocery shopping Friday night, then started some of the prep work. The chicken is in the slow-cooker and I washed and chopped all the veggies. Except for the herbs…I wasn’t sure how they’d hold up in the fridge chopped overnight? I made the crepe batter so it can rest overnight in the refrigerator. So far, so good. I’ll update you with the real verdict after tomorrow’s marathon of cooking and freezing…

Slow cooker!

Monday links

Here’s a list of links from about the interwebs of things I am thinking about this week:

I’m going to wash my face with oil.

I’m not going to use shampoo or conditioner anymore. Gross, huh?

I’m going to cook like a mo’fo for one day a month. Matt is understandably nervous about the massive Once a Month Clean-up that will follow the Once a Month Cook day, but hopefully the fully-stocked freezer and a less-stressed Rosebuttons will impress him.

Dog food, delivered right to my door! Got my first delivery today, and so far I love this service. The manager/owner has responded to my questions on email right away, even special-ordered the weenie’s favorite treats, and delivered to me two days ahead of schedule because I realized how fast my piglets pups devour their food.

Considering all my options. I am not a happy nurse right now.

chainmail weenie