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“…so much is wasted in the afternoon…” January 25, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 3:05 pm

Rainy Wednesday in the office.
Lots of paperwork gets done on days like today.
I should head to a local shopping center for a BIZ story, but rain makes for poor pictures.

They are working on the office today.
Lots of pounding.
Very distracting.

Both a busy week and not so much.
Playing the waiting game with sources right now.
Our yearly insurance meeting is tonight.
I’m sure our health insurance rates will go up.

But oh the goodness that awaits me at home.
Bought a new cookbook.
Day 1 recipe—rustic beef short ribs with mustard sauce.
They are becoming amazing in the crockpot as I type.
I love it when you pull up the drive way and can smell the heavenly aroma from inside the house.

Screamed like a girl yesterday.
I was putting up groceries, turned around and Chuck was standing there—with a dead mouse.
I didn’t even know we had a mouse.
She was very proud of herself.
I traded her for a can of Fancy Feast.
And left the mouse under a bowl for Adam.
I put a shoe on top of it, just in case it decided to come back to life.
It did not.
And Adam was super excited about having to take it out.
By super excited, I mean disgusted.

One more step toward my goal.
Very proud of myself.

Tomorrow is $1 subs at Jimmy Johns.
I am gonna rock that shit.
Plus, lunch with the hubs.

Carpenters walking through the office.

Adams wants to take a road trip.
No sure he even knows where.
I think he just wants to get away from the stress of everyday life.
I can’t blame him.
(We are not going to the casino.)

I just washed my car.
Of course it’s going to rain all day and all night.
I wish it were snow.
I could use the day off work.

The rearranged desk is going well.
My phone feels so far away.

I would like an English muffin right now.
I’m not sure why.
Warm with butter.
Sounds so good.

It’s almost Valentine’s Day.
Kyle’s favorite holiday of the year.
My first as a married woman.
What to do, what to do.
I better think of something cute.
Pinterest here I come.

Speak of which.
I’m writing an article about Pinterest this week.
That means I get paid to look at Pinterest.
Hell yes.
Also why I enjoy running the newspapers social media.
(Aside from the fact that I rock at it.)
I get paid to look at Facebook and tweet things.
One of the better parts of my job.
You know, aside from dealing with the grateful public.

The Headliner News is sampling this week.
I sent a press run for 15,000+ copies.
Always makes me nervous.
What if I did something dumb like spelled my own name wrong?
That would be horrible.
Or if I wrote Emily Hoffman.

I haven’t typed Hoffman in a long time.
Felt kind of weird.

I also bought ingredients to make mini cheese cakes in muffin tins.
Have I ever mentioned I love grocery shopping?
Walking into the grocery store is like walking into an art shop.
All the raw ingredients are there—just wating for you to create magic with them.
There are a billion and two ways to make a dish.
It saddens me the amount of pre-packaged food I see.
Homemade chicken and dumplings are so much better than anything you can get from a can.
I know people are busy.
I am too.
But for the record, I love cooking.

Worst soup ever. You are not a true artist.


One Response to ““…so much is wasted in the afternoon…””

  1. Adams Says:

    I know where I want to go. To see the world’s biggest pecan. I had a whole plan.

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