Here we sit. We are now playing the waiting game. They wheeled him away an hour ago.
I am a mix of emotions and feel like the universe is trying mess with me. In the time since he went back for surgery there have been two power outages and a fire alarm. Really?!? Like for real!
Perhaps it is the universe or God or Zeus or the patron saint of stressing people the hell out trying to say "you thought you were stressed out before, just wait. How do you like this?"
In happier and more uplifting thoughts, I got to put him in his sexy panty hose and purple socks.
Picture to follow. The blog Gods aren't letting me upload it right now.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
100 things to eat?
So as I was touring around tonight on the old FB I found this survey suggesting 100 foods to eat before you die. So. I think to myself I should take this survey. How many of these things have I eaten? The last three days to be ignored, I love food.
Some things I have eaten, some I have not. Some I know I will never eat. Others. Well, I wish I hadn't eaten. On this list is the durian fruit. People, let me save you some calories. You do. Not. Want. To. Eat. This. Food. Ever. Like, ever.
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durian
Despite my hatred for crackpotipedia, I am using my phone to post and my internets skills are diminished. This link will give you a picture of the fruit of doom and a brief description.
To save you taste bud suicide I will share my own personal ideas about Durian fruit. My husband gave me a piece of candy made of it in college. I still haven't forgiven him. It looked like a tootsie roll. He told me it was made if fruit, so I tried it. He is my husband after all. He wouldn't intentionally poison me, right? Wrong.
Durian candy. Horrid. I put it in my mouth and for about 7.2 seconds it was ok due to the sugar coating. Then the true flavor came through. Describe it? Sure! A durian tastes like what the back end of a garbage truck on a 120 degree, rainy day in Florida smells like multiplied by what you would imagine the water in the bottom of the port a potty toilet would taste like after a week long chili festival. Only worse.
This experience made me less hesitant to take candy from strangers. Candy from strangers has never resulted in projectile vomit accompanied by howls of laughter like with my husband.
So. Now you know about durian fruit. You're welcome!
Some things I have eaten, some I have not. Some I know I will never eat. Others. Well, I wish I hadn't eaten. On this list is the durian fruit. People, let me save you some calories. You do. Not. Want. To. Eat. This. Food. Ever. Like, ever.
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Durian
Despite my hatred for crackpotipedia, I am using my phone to post and my internets skills are diminished. This link will give you a picture of the fruit of doom and a brief description.
To save you taste bud suicide I will share my own personal ideas about Durian fruit. My husband gave me a piece of candy made of it in college. I still haven't forgiven him. It looked like a tootsie roll. He told me it was made if fruit, so I tried it. He is my husband after all. He wouldn't intentionally poison me, right? Wrong.
Durian candy. Horrid. I put it in my mouth and for about 7.2 seconds it was ok due to the sugar coating. Then the true flavor came through. Describe it? Sure! A durian tastes like what the back end of a garbage truck on a 120 degree, rainy day in Florida smells like multiplied by what you would imagine the water in the bottom of the port a potty toilet would taste like after a week long chili festival. Only worse.
This experience made me less hesitant to take candy from strangers. Candy from strangers has never resulted in projectile vomit accompanied by howls of laughter like with my husband.
So. Now you know about durian fruit. You're welcome!
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