How do I know that I'm a cooking geek? Let me count the ways:

1.) When the motor on my stand mixer noticeably started to go the other day, my first thought was not "damn. I don't want to have to replace this", but rather, "Woohoo! Now I have an excuse to upgrade!" My only problem is the size of my kitchen.

Really, I only need one proof.

Bork!

You know, sometimes, after a really crappy month it's incredibly relaxing to go to work, find out that everything's been delayed until tomorrow due to bad weather, and just go home and go back to sleep then get up and cook something fantastic. I really need to start doing that more.

Or else stop having crappy months.

It's 11:30 at night. I am sitting on my couch. Work laptop next to me. Watching clusterfark after clusterfark because (to use a bad analogy), one of our customers insists on shoving a size 12 foot into a size 8 boot with no shoehorn, no lubrication - absolutely nothing that would actually assist in accomplishing the goal.

Guess how well it's working out?

I was doing this until 2 am yesterday, and if I'm really lucky I'll get to bed by then tonight. Essentially, I'm watching this job so that I can offer advice, but ever piece of advice that I (and other people I work with) have offered was rejected by the customer.

Will somebody please remind me why I do this?

Update: Yay! I get off work at 7 am!

Goddammit

About a month ago I bought a new suit for my sister's wedding. Now, I don't have much fashion sense, and I don't pay a massive amount of attention to precisely how well it fits in all the important places, but Moores has done a great job of fitting me in the past, and we all agreed that it looked good and fit when I bought it.

I certainly do not recall being able to pull the pants down over my ass when it was buttoned up. I never thought that I would be pissed off about losing weight. Oh well, I guess I wear the old suit for the wedding.

Yeah, I know, cry some more.

Am I Back in Grade School?

6:20 a.m., it's snowing, And some asshole pulls the fire alarm in my building.

That is all.

Except that it happened again about 5 hours later.

Another Brick in the Wall

I am sore.

On the plus side, I was able to help my dad build two brick flow beds/retaining walls over the weekend. They definitely improve the look of the yard. Still, the nearly 400 bricks that were required for the project got very heavy by the end.

Still have have couple of more landscaping projects to do before my sisters wedding, but this was the biggest one. After this weekend, everything else is gravy.

It's been a slow couple of months at work. Spring breakup is keeping our equipment off of the road, and I've been trying to take the opportunity provided by the lack of extra work to regain my sanity.

Results are currently inconclusive.

Still, life goes merrily on. My car hasn't been broken into recently and I'm slowly getting my life in order. Hopefully I'll have my finances sorted out enough soon that I'll be able to take a serious look at buying a house in the near future. The weather's getting better and it's giving me a strange urge to plant a garden and do yard work - two things that are a mite bit difficult given my current accommodations.

Otherwise, there isn't a whole lot new in my life. My sister gets married next month, which should be a pretty good event - Finally getting someone else to take her into their family is a cause for celebration the likes of which has never been seen.* I'm very much looking forward to it.

That's about it. Honestly, I just felt bad because I haven't updated in so long.
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*I'm just kidding, sis. Please don't hurt me. Again.