So I think I've given up on posting my pretty priceless passing points in list form. It's too much pressure. What if I don't have 10 at a time? What if I only have one? For that reason, I'm going to...what's the opposite of "throw caution to the wind?"...go to a classic blog format.
I would like to discuss trail mix. You would think I wouldn’t be a fan as it is, well, a “mix” and those of you who know me well (you random Internet crazies will just have to trust me) know that I don’t like my food mixed up. I’m a one thing at a time sort of girl. But I like the individual ingredients in trail mix so what’s a girl to do? Well, I’ll tell you—I pick through the mix eating each thing separately. Personally, I like to start with the M&M’s because they’re my favorite. Then, I move onto the almonds because they’re my favorite of the three nuts contained therein. Third, the peanuts because…well, I don’t know why the peanuts are third, they just are. Fourth, the raisins, although their sweet/salty-all-at-once-flavor sort of throws me off. Too much time in France. Finally, I eat the cashews. Why the cashews last you ask? Because you have to break up the nut flavors and then they’re the only ones left. (I never claimed it was a scientific method!) Moral of the story: it takes me a long time to eat Trail Mix. Don’t you feel uplifted and edified? I aim to please.
Topic: Rachael Ray. I really tried not to like Rachael Ray because I'm afraid she's taking over the world. She's everywhere! I must confess, though, she has moved quite conveniently into the 10AM time slot. The Jack goes down for a nap and I curl up with hot cocoa (just say yes to marshmallows) and the Rachael Ray show. (I had to go back and edit the end of that sentance as I'd written the I curl up with hot cocoa and Rachael Ray, but this is just not that kind of blog!) Anyhoo, I love her recipes and I'm officially a fan. She can be a little obnoxious, she has Oprah's "holla" but who can't be obnoxious at times? Personally, I'm obnoxious most of the time. It's part of my charm.
So I watched "The Breakup" the other day. It's pretty obvious it was written by a dude, not just because of the language (which really was distracting!) but it was very REAL vs. being...not real? No, just kidding. YOu know, it's not chick flicky where they live happily ever after. (Sorry, I just ruined the ending for those of you who haven't seen it) It's like a real break up. In summary, I will have to give it 2 popcorn bags. It was funny in moments but not as good as I expected.
Okay, I think this will conclude my blogging for the moment. Without the pressure of having to have 10 pretty priceless passing points, this will probably be updated much more often. Please don't poke your eyes out.
Friday, October 20, 2006
If my lips said "Adios! I'm out of here, I think you're gross." That'd be too bad...
Thus sayeth: Peggy around 10:52 AM
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2 smart remarks:
Pegs,
You crack me up! What a great read!
=^.,.^=
If it turns out that our lips do indeed leave you, I recommend replacing them as fast as possible.
No lips can really wreck your social life. At least, that's what I've found.
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