ha. I remember telling you I was going to yap about some Rose scents. Well…fuggedaboutit. It’s 93F here and we are waiting for those types of thunderstorms that rip up trees and send sharks through the bus window to bite you in half while you’re on your way to work – or worse, on your way home! That storm, though, is bringing a touch of relief – I can feel the temps dropping, though that won’t help with the sharks… and my crappy little washer finally crapped out and I have to go to the laundromat and oh, the humanity! sigh. I need to get over myself. The things
we I take for granted. El O just ran over to IN to pick up a furnace and then is going up to the Northern Boonies to pick up a washer/dryer. Craigslist. I’ve never ‘done’ Craigslist so am a bit leery. He’d better not come back with a bag of magic beans.
I was going to review Ann Gerard’s Rose Cut and April Aromatics Rosenlust. And I will. Just not today. It’s just too hot. I love them both and want to give them real attention. Ain’t happenin’ right now because Hot. I’m wearing Jean Nate, Avon SkinSoSoft and that’s it. Listen – I tried wearing perfume but in 93F it just vanishes and worse? I can’t focus long enough to even remember what I put on. Except Amouage Tribute, of course. It’s designed for 93F and it STAYS! But you’ve already heard all about the gorgeous Tribute. I don’t like to race through a review – I suck at it as it is and these Houses (especially the smaller, niche houses) deserve my full attention and I gottatellya – right now, it’s a stretch to remember basic sentence structure. SO much going on – we are neck deep in work, Blessed Be. But I have to remember what paint color goes with which gearbox and …..wait….is X going to be on the wastewater crew? Or the water treatment crew. Heady problems and I’m thrilled to have them – but it sucks up what little cognitive reasoning I have in this absurd heat. And I’m trying to make sure I schedule it so I DON’T have to go to the Wastewater project. 93F. Wastewater. 93F. Now THAT would be a post. From Hell.
So be patient with me. I’ll get back to perfume shortly.
In my very limited free time I’ve been learning all sorts of weird new skills – I learned how to make pickles! I don’t even LIKE pickles. Well, I didn’t – but now I do. Bread and butter pickles are cute as hell and now I’m going to make sweet and hots!! The allure of dill pickles continues to elude me and that’s strange because you will not find a greater lover of dill than this gal. My dill is setting seed in the garden and the whole place smells divine…but no dill pickles! hmm….oh, well. I’ll make them anyway because the pickles are so freakin’ CUTE!!!
And, with the sainted Mary’s help I sort of learned how to can green beans with a pressure canner. Pressure canning is still scary – I spent a lot of the time in the hallway, peering around the doorjamb because I am an idiot. we’re going to take it in stages: this year I just watched, from around the corner (stop snickering). Next time I will pressure can with her supervision. Expect much shriekage.
Sauerkraut. You know: zombies and possible cabbage. The sauerkraut was stunningly easy – it’s mostly about grating the cabbage, tossing with pickling salt, putting it in the crock and leaving it the hell alone for 5 weeks! I’ll add some caraway seed (and there’s a recipe that uses juniper berries!) and we’ll see how it goes. Again, this is not a favorite except fermented foods are good for you and Learning How to Do Stuff is Fun!
Roasted Hatch peppers. Nothing quite like Hatch peppers, roasted, for a great salsa. And it’s Hatch season so we should be seeing some more shortly – I’d hate like hell to have to drive to New Mexico for a bag of peppers. Note to self: roasting Hatch in the kitchen is fine. Roasting Ghost is not. I forgots! Luckily it was only 2 Ghosts but all I can say is Thank Freakin’ FLOYD for open windows! Fire-roasting Ghost or Scorpions is best done outside and even then I would recommend a mask – otherwise you could put a lung out! I put that Ghost on an open flame and next thing you know I’m outside, with no idea how I got there (maybe the fumes BLEW me out) coughing like hell and desperately wishing I wasn’t So Damn Stupid. It’s not like I haven’t roasted peppers before. I roast peppers all freakin’ day long, it seems. Jalaps, Anaheims, even Thai Hots if I want to boost the sweetness a tad. Ghost is different. Ghost is the T-rex of peppers.
Oh! Tetanus! I don’t haz it anymore. And guess what? It didn’t hurt a bit. Nurse (smartass) said there’s nothing like 14 years to allow for technology to improve Omg, you guys would’ve laughed your toenails off – so here I am, Big Bad Musette, with my head turned and my teeth gritted….and I finally said ‘let me know when you’re ready’ – and she said ‘hon, I’ve been done for the past couple seconds – just wanted to see how long you would sit there’ (smartass). I had to laugh. I’d told her I was a bit scared terrifiedTERRIFIED….omg! Such a change from the last time. No Tyrannosauruses were present during this ‘hit it and quit it’!
Winners! You patient souls. I swear. I fully expect to see a virtual mob, wielding flaming cudgels, every time I write one of these bonkers posts. I feel like I have to reward you for sticking with me, since I tend to veer (WILDLY) off-course, especially in the Summer. So random.org, bless its hort, picked 3 winnahs. And they are:
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