The last couple of mornings, I’ve had to head to work a little early and thanks to Daylight Savings Time, in the dark. I go pretty much straight west on 494 and have been graced both mornings by a huge, supermoon.
According to Wikipedia “A supermoon is a full moon or a new moon that nearly coincides with perigee—the closest that the Moon comes to the Earth in its orbit—resulting in a slightly larger-than-usual apparent size of the lunar disk as viewed from Earth.”
And it turns out that there is an opposite phenomenon – a micromoon. And sadly, the supermoon this week is the last one of 2019.
What do you see when you look at the moon?
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I succumbed. You all probably knew it was inevitable. I started seeing the new electric pressure cookers about 18 months back and have talked myself into and out of getting one repeatedly in that time.
Last week I got my monthly notice of how many award points I’ve earned at work. Award points can be used for the various merchandise that my company uses as incentives and rewards (we have a massive warehouse). Except for State Fair tickets and Renaissance Fair passes, I haven’t spent award points on anything else for a couple of years so I have a big build up. Any resolve I’ve had about not getting more kitchen toys dissolved pretty quickly. The will-call ticket came to me on Thursday and I went over to the warehouse at noon to pick it up.
I spent an evening looking up cookbooks on the library website but to tide me over, I printed off a bunch of recipes off the internet. Six cookbooks now in transit. And despite the fact that we didn’t really need a bunch of food prepared, I spent Saturday afternoon in the kitchen.
I did macaroni and cheese , a big pot of Spanish rice (and I mean a BIG pot) and then a really spicy black bean soup. It was easy and fun. I figure I can probably get rid of my old pressure cooker that has sat unused in the basement for at least 10 years.
What was the last really unnecessary toy/gadget you’ve added to your world?
Suddenly Girl Scouts and their cookies are everywhere. In the last few days I’ve come across Girl Scouts selling their wares at Cub Foods, at the liquor store, at the hardware store and even in the lobby of my concert Friday night!
This is rough on me because I am a sucker for a kid selling stuff for their cause, even if it is something I wouldn’t normally spend a dime on. Fruit from Boy Scouts, discount booklets from the high school basketball team, wrapping paper, candy bars, cookies, holiday wreaths, pizza.
When YA was a Girl Scout, she was the top seller for her age group in the Minneapolis area. She was ruthless – hitting on folks from my office, folks at church, all my friends and family. She even talked with relatives out of town, convincing them to donate cookies to Second Harvest. These sales paid for her trip to Girl Scout Camp every summer. She was also a top fund raiser in school for years.
I think about her selling cookies whenever I come across a troop with a table full of goodies. Not a good value, of course, but it’s easier if you just think of it as charitable, tax deductible and edible!
Have you ever had to sell anything? Any good at it?
I went to a Cantus concert last night. The first time I ever heard them sing was on the LGMS, doing Ave Maria by Franz Biebl – it brought tears to my eyes. Even after all these years, it is still my favorite piece that they perform.
Last night they did another song that I also know from the days of Dale and Jim Ed (maybe even as far back as Garrison and Jim Ed – Little Potato by Malcolm Dalglish and performed by Metamora.
I love it when different parts of my world come together.
Do you have a favorite food song?
My brain knows that English is a flexible language and I know that all the words we use today were at some point made up. But when I saw the above banner, I don’t know what upset me more – that there is a banner with a made-up word hanging on the side of a school or that it was going from down to up!
Anything outraging you today?
It’s my personal holiday again today – Pi Day. Everyone at work knows that I’m off today to bake pies – even a couple of my long-term clients know. I am allowed to use my “floating holiday” for Pi Day – my boss had it approved by management about 6 years ago. I even have personalized napkins this year, given to me by a friend after last year’s celebration.
This year’s menu: Dutch Apple, Banofee, Root Beer Float Whoopies, Raspberry Tangerine, Pecan, Bob Andy, Blueberry, Almond Joy, Caramel Pear with Crème Fraiche, Key Lime Meringue and the addictive Crack Pie.
Hope to see those of you in the Twin Cities tonight!
What day would you like to be your floating holiday?
I do some funny things for my job. I have a program in Vail this June and one of the activities is Wilderness Hiking with Llamas. I’ve never offered a llama activity before, although I have offered camel safaris more than once.
Turns out the llama activity is very popular and we filled up our available spots quickly, forcing me to contact the supplier to see if we could offer the llama hike on a second day or get more llamas. She was able to confirm more llamas, which meant that I had to contact the two couples who had wanted to do the hike after it sold out. Who knew?
When explaining this all to the client yesterday I used the phrase “waitlisted for llamas”. Sounds a little like a grunge band, doesn’t it? Waitlisted for Llamas.
What’s the name of your favorite band (or fantasy band…)?