November 25th, 2011

Texas, the stars at night are big and bright, y'all come back now y'here?

In which I almost passed out from rage

because of Top Chef Texas. (Day late, but I had to feed a family yesterday, cut me some slack.) Chili cook-off. Wait, let me fix it: "chili" cook-off.

BRISKET IS NOT THE CUT OF MEAT FOR CHILI. What on earth. The whole family spent yesterday scratching our heads about that. (Well, not my mother in law, because she's from Illinois and makes carrot dimes and tries to eat ribs with a knife and fork.) We've made chili from chuck, from tenderloin (cow, boar, buffalo, and deer) and a whole armadillo (I was sad, though, because armadillos! They're a state animal! *sad face* And cute. But the vatos at the hunting lease swore by it, and it was muy delicioso.)

The recap went up this morning, and I kinda sorta go off. I'M SORRY, BUT THIS IS THE FOOD OF MY PEOPLE.

Yesterday was a success, no one was snotty or rude, I didn't wash any dishes, and everyone enjoyed the food. My brother and law and his wife stayed the night with us and we're going to relax all day and visit, and it's a fine, fine day.

Hope everyone had a good holiday/Thursday and that today you're not doing anything taxing like battling weirdos with pepper spray in the Wal-marts. Funny thing: pepper spray is REALLY expensive. So good job on getting deals by spending crazy money on a weapon? IDIOT.

I saved a wee drowning mouse in the pool this morning, and because of that, I get to take a life, right? That's how that works, save a life, take a life? Beware, hobo clowns! I'm on the prowl.
McPoyles are taking you hostage [kris10_, McPoyles like it hot and clammy

Little ol' trim of ze fleest - FRIEND/DEFRIEND AMNESTY DAY!

Did a little housekeeping, mostly cleaning off old journals that haven't updated in a few years, deleted, etc., people that defriended me, that sort of thing. It's just livejournal, it's not a political statement.

Not to mention that I'm that obnoxious LJer that rambles all the damn time about myself, so the only thing that goes under the flock is when it's for people that I know in RL (most of my flist are RL friends.)

But hey, maybe you want to trim me? That's cool. Maybe you don't know if you should? Ask me a question (I'm avoiding cleaning up after having guests) and I'll answer it for you if I can. (Um, I'm not giving you my bank account or a picture of my husband sleeping, so sorry. I AM SORRY.)

Guys? I'm sorry. (No, I'm not.)

*chin fists* What else are you going to do, eat leftovers? *burp* Come on, let's overshare! (No, we don't have to. Sometimes that means something really scary. O_O People tell me...things. Things you shouldn't tell a person on the innarwebnets.)