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...Someone in Our Family Has a Drinking Problem

In order to protect his anonymity, I won't mention any names. "Mr. X's" problem is so severe that he is driven to drink during the middle of the night!

The pic above was taken at 3 a.m. this morning. I awoke to the sound of running water and upon my discovery, Mr. X had not only turned on the faucet but he was drinking like a fish!

I can't wait until I get my water bill!

Recipe: Zucchini Padella

Ingredients:

1 1/2 lbs. zucchini, sliced in 1/4"-thick circles

2 T. extra-virgin olive oil

3 cloves garlic, thinly sliced

1/4 tsp. dried red chile pepper flakes

2 T. minced fresh Italian parsley

salt and pepper to taste

Heat the olive oil in a large non-stick skillet over medium-high heat.

Add the garlic and red pepper flakes and saute until the garlic just begins to turn golden.

Add the zucchini, add some salt, and raise to high heat.

Cover the skillet and cook the zucchini for about 10 minutes, stirring often and watching for any signs of sticking (the zucchini should make enough of its own liquid, but add a few drops of water if necessary.

When the zucchini is very tender, stir in the parsley if desired, taste for salt, and grind pepper over the dish.

Sprinkle with parmesan

I think we've got a future vegetarian in the house!

This is a pic of my youngest "picking" at her roast beef this evening. The look on her face speaks volumes with respect to her thoughts on roast beef.

Despite my repeated requests to her to eat her dinner, she steadfastly refused. Out of the blue, this mental picture popped into my head:


Wonder how she'll feel about that roast beef for breakfast...?

(For those of you who don't get the reference, sorry. An in depth explanation would just kill the whole thing.)

Holy Chin, Batman!

Here's a pic of some of me and my co-workers doing some variation of jazz hands. It was the photographer's idea of injecting some life into the photos. We all looked like we were having a fun, don't we? Speaking for myself, I had a little bit of wine behind that grin so I was VERY happy.

Ya ever get ready to go some where and you think you look pretty damn good? Last month, I went to this corporate awards dinner and I was so proud that I was able to escape looking too fat. Everything came out looking pretty good. My hair was rockin', make up turned out nice, loved my outfit, everything that wasn't beautiful was tucked into my $72 Spanx and what didn't succumb to gravity was tucked away in a $65 bra. All in all, I thought I managed to pull off a half-way decent look for the evening.

Then I looked closer at the picture:


And all I could see was:

What's the deal with my large chin??

Signed,
More Chin than a Chinese phone book

Speaking of Michael Buble' & Leon Jackson....

Bear in mind, it's raw footage BUT in a word, AWESOME!

Happy Birthday Donny!

In one post, I am not only going to reveal my age group but I am also going to prove that I am in fact, the world's biggest dork.....

Happy Birthday Donny Osmond!

Yes, the man of my dreams (when I was eight) has a birthday today, December 9th! If the picture above does NOT scream total stud muffin, I don't know what does. Look at his super-groovy sweater vest, his purple crushed velvet hat and the way he holds out his pinky in such a masculine fashion! Wow.................all I can say is that I was a eight-year old, Tiger Beat reading, Donny Osmond lovin' dork! I had a poster of the above picture on my wall right next to my bed and I used to just gaze into his dreamy eyes and play my record and pretend he was my boyfriend. I was eight for gawd's sake!! Then I'd turn around and continue playing with my Barbies.

What gets me is that I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday but I can remember Donny Osmond's birthday.

And even more disturbing is that I found a recent photo and I still think he's good looking!

Welcome to Ollywood!

What is it with cats and the need to hunt everything? My Christmas ornaments were spared no mercy by this reckless orange and white feline hunter.

Case in point:

While we were decorating the tree, Ollie was very busy "un-decorating". It's gonna be a long holiday season! This year all of my hand-painted ornaments remain packed away and we are sportin' $19.99 shatterproof ornaments from Target.

Bella, on the other hand, could care less about trees, ornaments or decorations.

Our four-year old, Bella or "Belly, as I refer to her, is basically the world's best behaved cat. She wouldn't dare bother herself with something so inane as taking apart the Christmas tree.

Doesn't she look thrilled to have her picture taken?

Just to be fair.....

Gotta show some love for Michael Buble'