Saturday, October 27, 2012

The Life of Pie...

...was very short. I worked so hard, to create the best gluten-free Sour Cream Apple Pie ever. I had taken it out to sprinkle the topping on it, and was in the process of putting it back in the oven. That is when the cheap-o pie crust foil folded under the weight of the filling, and flipped. Pie everywhere. Of course it immediately gravitated towards the space between the oven and the oven door. Why wouldn't it?!?

I hope it's not a sign. I had just made some jubilant remark about how I was "Baking for Obama". Oh well. Hopefully he'll still win, and my $15 bucks I just donated will go farther than this stupid pie. I am officially renaming it Romney Pie, since it's now in the trash.

Terence came home early! I would have made something more glamorous than GF Mac & Cheese, had I known! :-) It's nice to have him home, to catch the Giants kick some Tiger-butt, on their way to winning the World Series. Maybe if I get over today's Pie-Fiasco, I can try again with a World Series Apple Pie.

I did something gnarly to my back this morning. I was working on putting this stupid little shelf unit together for the bathroom, and something got tweaked. It was all for nothing too, because when I took out some parts from their packaging during assembly, this rust-colored dust went all over me, and our beautiful bathroom tiles. What? Why would it do that? Stupid piece of crap. Back into the box it went, and I spent a good painful half hour scrubbing the tiles and myself. C'mon China-  you can do better. I'm going to schedule my Massage Envy appointment for ASAP, because my back hurts. A lot.

I bought myself a present today while I was out running "mandatory errands"- a silver down snow vest, in preparation for a repeat of the "Winter of '52." I also bought some emergency items; a lantern, a flashlight, a car emergency kit, and....I think that was it. I know Terence doesn't think "FrankenStorm" is going to hit us very hard, here or in Vermont, but why take the chance. If we're going to be sitting in a flood ditch, then we can at least use the flashlight/radio/phone charger. Then maybe I can still mobile blog....

Did I seriously just see a commercial for a "laptop SLASH tablet?" Where is this all going? Remember when cell-phones were the size of a shoebox?? And then they became the size of a box of dental floss? And now screens are getting bigger and bigger again. It's all the same crap!

The Giants are playing beautifully. At least that's good. I wanted to go hear Travis Alford's concert this evening, but I wouldn't have been able to sit pain-free for the performance. I have seriously failed the Alfords today! I was supposed to attend Dachshund Day on the Common with Lauren this morning, but I didn't wake up! :-( I remember setting my alarm, and....that's all I remember.

We saw "Argo" last night - a really good movie! In fact it has been a long time since I have liked a movie this much. Go see it. Tell them Ann sent you.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012


When I am grumpy, my blog will inevitably suffer. Just throwing that out there.

My car needs a catalytic converter. Oh, and a new tail light. Oh, and new windshield wiper blades. This is too much. And the estimate is too much. I am kind of sad, because my options are 1) for us to throw down for a new car, or 2) fix it for roughly the amount of a down payment on aforementioned new car. I was secretly hoping my car and I would be together when we crossed the 200,000 mile mark...only 4000 miles away. :-(

But...a new car WOULD be kind of exciting.....

We're thinking possibly a Toyota Venza! You know, that car in the commercial where the baby boomers are all out partying? With their Venza? And their adult kids visit their home and assume they are sleeping....? Yea, that one. That's the car I want. I think.

So, in other news...I thought today was actually tomorrow. All day. I made spinach dip to bring to the Debate Party. I moved plans to tomorrow. Alas....the debate, the party...both tomorrow. Good spinach dip though.

I guess I'll have to go rent a car tomorrow.

Maybe I can sleep off this bad mood. Although that's not likely with CVS loudly redoing their entire store between the hours of 1am and 3am. And Kosmo being a jerk between 4am and 5am. And construction next door picking up at 6am. I'll try the earplugs again, I'm just paranoid that Littles will eat them... like he ate my headband today. Or that I won't hear the alarm.

Monday, October 8, 2012

'Out-of-Pocket, Out-of-Mind"

I guess the saying is "Out of sight, out of mind." I'm sad because I don't understand the endless ocean of paperwork that my insurance sends me. While at the same time being petrified that it will be taken away by Romney, God forbid. The difference between "out-of-pocket" and "deductible", makes very little sense. You pay up to a certain amount (your deductible), and when you've reached THAT continue to pay up to ANOTHER limit (the out-of-pocket). UGH. I mean, I get it, that some things count towards the deductible and some don't, but it just seems a bit redundant. But basically I am just mad because even with out-of-network authorization by Harvard Pilgrim, the Mayo Clinic just send me ANOTHER bill for over $800 dollars. Which coincidentally is what I have left on my "out-of-pocket". And when I was done swearing at that bill, I opened the bill from the hospital, for my MRI the other week. Just under $1000. My question to Harvard Pilgrim tomorrow will be "so since my deductible is met, can I assume that MRIs don't count, since my MRIs - all by themselves - have a payment plan that is now hovering around $3400?"

Before I forget, and this is a bit off topic....our buddy Mark told us the other night that "all dog paws smell like Frito's." I just want to report that I am starting to think he is correct.

Sigh. Engine light went on. Just under 200K miles. And then it went off again. So now I'll look lame and paranoid turning it in to the mechanic tomorrow.

I tried Whole Food's Gluten Free Gnocchi tonight, and it was really tasty! Even for someone who isn't wild about gnocchi in the first place! I dumped some tomato paste into some Alfredo sauce, chopped up some basil, and doused it all in Parmesan. Delicious.

Today's "Great"? There were a couple! Getting nice cards from friends and family, and a yummy looking recipe from Step-Ma-in-Law. Also, this moment is pretty great, with 4 out of 5 animals all snoring around me, watching Castle. The "Gross"? Two bills equaling approx $1800 arriving in the mail. Wait...back to the pets....where is Little Man! 4 out of 5! Littles!!!!!!! Where are you, and what are you getting into....Peace and Serenity is now officially over. :-)

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Terence's "Championship Triple-Play Chili"

I really wanted to make Flan for dessert today. But due to an overwhelming presence of condensed milk, paired with an underwhelming presence of evaporated milk....this project has been postponed. THAT, plus 99% of the recipes take too long. Maybe I'll make it tomorrow, or Tuesday, and bring it to Peter and Allyn's place for "Debate Debacle 2012, Volume II- Battle of the Back-Ups".

Tonight is CHILI-NIGHT with Lauren and Travis! Chillin' with Chili. The whole house smells amazing, and I can't wait!!! We should all feel extra grateful that Terence was able to reach through his grief about the A's losing this afternoon, to still create this magnificent meal!

Yesterday we had such an excellent dinner at the Larkin's! Perfectly cooked steak, and good wine. They are such great people. (It totally gets the prize for yesterday's "Great". Yesterday's "Gross" goes, once again, to Sara - for releasing her anal glands in my lap in the car on our way there. Time to give everyone and everyTHING a mega-bath.)

This will be a short entry, because my eyes are being difficult, and vision is getting fuzzy. And it's almost CHILI TIME! Off to set the table! Recipe to follow tomorrow, if I remember!

Friday, October 5, 2012

"Submarines" vs. "Stupid Girls with Cross-bows"

Hello, and welcome back! I'm sensing a certain new-found... "blog-sistency!" (That term shall from now on be used to describe a scenario where Ann writes more than 4 blogs entries in any given month. Or sometimes, in any given year?")

I'm back from a nice dinner with Lauren and Travis! I branched out, and ordered my usual risotto with lobster...and realized ONCE AGAIN, that I don't love lobster. I should really just accept that fact, and stop trying. It was still a great time, especially with Travis making angry faces, unicorns, one-eared cats, and elf-beards (the list goes on and on and on and on)...all by bending a black straw and arranging it in various ways on his face. It was just too much fun! We also spent some time laughing about the word "lymphocytes"!

I feel like whenever a submarine is featured on a TV series - it's WAY more spacious than it should be. Nobody is crouching as they scurry around the vessel, and the ridiculously high thresholds are blatantly absent between quarters. Even so, in spite of this submarine's obvious "structural liberties"....I'm liking "Last Resort" better than "Revolution". Maybe I just like naval uniforms and submarines better than stupid girls with crossbows running around the woods? Yea, that's most likely the case.

My right hand hurts so bad! I don't know exactly when the "annoying numbness" became "real and serious pain". It makes it impossible to sleep, because I can't figure out where my dumb hand should go! Terence can sleep through most things, but the pets are all bothered by me not staying still. Last night was terrible, and I finally fell asleep - only after the ice-pack completely numbed my entire hand. Oh, and I now officially suck at piano. :-(

Today's "Great and Gross", are self-explanatory. "Gross" was sitting in traffic for two hours and missing my last lesson because of it. "Great" was the Cabernet Sauvignon/Sangiovese we had with dinner.

And WHY will Sara not poop today? We've been to the field and played Frisbee ..we've had numerous long many, in fact, that Amelia is about to go on strike. Because as someone who IS comfortable pooping WITHIN a trillion mile radius....she's had it with the "walking".

Training Session this morning was crazy! My trainer had new "stuff", so I think I just happened to be the lucky one he could test it on. Including the 20 lb vest. I felt like I was about to run a drug bust, and looked remarkably prepared to do so. Naturally, everything from push-ups to squats were 20 lbs more difficult. Made me wonder if the same exercises would have felt like they did today when MY BODY was carrying around 20 more lbs? Wasn't THAT long ago! I have to say, it does feel good to be stronger.

I was planning on going to a Cranberry Bog Festival with Lauren and Travis tomorrow. I didn't really think it through, given that after about 6-8 hours post Gilenya, I'm completely wiped. Which would explain why I'm not getting up early anymore. I'm thinking I need to sleep - I love going places with Lauren and Travis! But it's the other 25,000-however-many-estimated-visitors that I'm not so sure about! Did we ever figure out what a "bog" really is? I'm imagining standing knee deep in floating cranberries, like the Ocean Spray dudes. I'll look forward to the Alfords reporting back!

Thursday, October 4, 2012

"Blog" with a Side of "Ranting".

I'm not in love with this new TV series "Revolution". I have a hard time with female protagonists that have IQ's lower than 90. Just saying.

In plant-news!! I moved the hanging plant downstairs. I guess Terence was getting tired of feeling like he was showering on the set of  "the Ruins". We had an orchid scare with Littles and a guest leaving a door open, that made me rethink the plant-integration project. But since I naturally went overboard with the plants, now they are ALL housed in the downstairs guest bathroom. Good luck finding the toilet in there.

Today's "Great & Gross" is simple. Traffic was Gross. I was an hour late to my last lesson. I tried several detours but if it wasn't the freeway congestion, it was construction. The GPS was blowing up, because I wasn't taking ANY of her stupid suggestions. Instead I was following my own stupid suggestions.

Today's "Great" arrived in the form of SUPER YUMMY TACOS! Thanks to my hubby for having a great dinner ready when I eventually got home.

We are now on another episode of "Revolution" ...and it is getting worse.

I filed a complaint with the DA's office this morning against Father & Son Moving Company. It did feel quite good. I almost lost my mind back when they were in the process of screwing us over, so even if nothing comes of this...I feel like someone has heard me.

So...that concludes my blog for tonight. I'll save the story about "how I dropped a mechanical pencil down the back of my shirt and all the little led sticks went everywhere and it was very uncomfortable"....for another day.

PS, "Revolution" ....still sucks.

(Basically I don't want any hateful comments that prove that you are addicted to my awesome blog, in spite of yourself. If you're super pissed, maybe write your own blog?)

"My job is not to worry about those people..."  -Mitt Romney

We attended a fun "Debate Debacle Party" last night at our friend's Allyn and Peter's place. I feel compelled to mention these delicious salted caramels that one of the guests made. AMAZING.

So... like many others, I felt Obama was luke-warm last night, and we all wish he had had brought his A-game. I was impressed by Mitt Romney's speaking style. I was also stunned by how "suddenly moderate" he seemed. And I was royally pissed off at the lies he is feeding the American people about the deficit. I'm no mathematician, but neither are the Republicans apparently. Even if I DIDN'T disagree with most everything he proposes to do with this country- I'd be scared. (After last night it doesn't even seem like he'd be able to live up to the promises he's made to the Republicans to screw over the Democrats!!) As Obama put it, albeit 12 hours too late "Who WAS that man I met yesterday?" Yes, I wish Obama had been more with it last night - but I'm happy that at least I know where he stands, and isn't going to change his mind about important things just to get elected.

I entertained myself tonight by imagining Romney in a foreign policy crisis. The debate should be more like a game show in my opinion- give both candidates a hypothetical scenario:

"Syria is launching missiles into Turkey, accidentally, or otherwise- what would YOU do!?"

I imagine Romney would, without giving specifics of course, say that it's not America's problem. But then maybe by the end of the commercial break, he'd have launched the entire army. But maybe before Obama gets a chance to answer, Romney will interrupt the game show host, to recall the army.

Oh wait...this is not a hypothetical scenario. It's happening right now.

Sigh. I tried for as long as I could to NOT blog about politics. But honestly, I am very sad to see some of my dear college friends, smart friends, forgetting all about what they used to believe in. Seems like they have traded in their compassion, and their friendships for a comfortable heterosexual life with 2.5 kids, and corporate jobs. Guess it doesn't affect THEM if same-sex marriage is outlawed, and that our gay friends can't be entitled to the same benefits that marriage offers heterosexual couples. Guess they've forgotten all about those of us with pre-existing conditions, and I guess they aren't blessed with any themselves?

Romney didn't mention last night was that if your workplace changes insurance, you might not be able to continue your coverage, and the pre-existing condition clause he says he's now KEEPING when he repeals Obamacare...might only apply to the insurance you already have. Romney seems to think he'll win by omission. :-(

As someone who used to pay $600/month for private insurance at one point, and an additional $2300/month co-pay for my MS treatment....that sounds offensive to me. For the first time in 12 years I actually feel GOOD, thanks to Gilenya, I dare say. And it costs me $50/month. I can finally afford to be sick!  I no longer have to bankrupt my parents to get the medications I need. Woo-hoo! (AND I finally don't have to, as a good friend pointed out last night, pay $50/month to NOT have a baby!!! Don't even get me started on the republican gentlemen who made despicable statements about how rape victims should "self-abort" any undesirable consequences of their "bad luck".)

I think at the polls, anyone who wants to vote republican in this election should be required to identify Syria on a map. That should be enough to balance out all the stupid little laws the Reps are trying to pass to keep assumed democratic minorities from voting.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Zombie Towelettes

My brain is seriously filling up with things I want to blog about, but each day seems to be filling up with CRAP that doesn't leave me enough time! And right now, I'm racing against a dying laptop battery, and heavy eyelids.

Good news! The movers ("Father and Sons Moving") who ripped us off, pissed us off, and screwed us over, are being investigated here in MA! I'm so excited to call the District Attorney's office tomorrow, and contribute my two cents. (Two cents is about all we have left since they charged us $2700 to move 10 miles. That's after a $900 estimate, damaging our brand new condo, lying about being piano moving certified....and calling me a "racist".) I'm ready to fight.

WHAT are they doing outside our home, every single night between the hours of midnight and 3am? Clanging and shuffling. It's driving me nuts. It seems they, whoever they are, are doing something related to construction, so I don't feel like it's necessarily appropriate to file a noise complaint...ugh!

I think I want to start a daily mention of (at least) one cool/good thing that happened, and one NOT good/cool thing. I think I'll call it they "Daily Great and Gross". Has a nice ring to it, no?

Yesterday's "Great" was that Terence and I celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary! I'm so lucky to have such a good man for my husband, and I love him so much! We had a really nice dinner in Brookline, with a server who looked and acted just like Charlie from "Always Sunny in Philadelphia". I bought my honey a lobster pot, with the understanding that I will not personally participate in the murdering of lobsters. I will be responsible for the "melting of butter" instead.

Yesterday's "Gross" was pretty gross. Puppy Sara literally ate her breakfast too fast, puked a bit in her mouth, and proceeded to lick my face in a big way. I felt like I was being attacked by a zombie scented make-up remover towelette.

We threw a really nice party for my mother last Friday. I wish I could say the whole visit was nice, but it wasn't. In fact, I'm pretty devastated. But alas, that's a story for another time. Or maybe for my auto-biography...