Monday, February 25, 2013

Cold Pub

I was sick all day Tuesday. Not the 'I've got a cold' or 'my stomach's upset' kind of sick, but a weird kind of sick. It started with a case of the 'vapors'. Okay, that's kind of a joke. If you've ever seen any movies from the forties or early fifties, you may remember that when the 'society matrons' called the doctor, he always told them they had the 'vapors' instead of telling them they had 'gas'. But I definitely had it. After brushing my teeth, I went in to prepare my morning half-cup of coffee. I had barely poured the milk into the cup, when I felt really nauseous. I dashed in and flung myself upon the bed, where I was attacked by a case of the dry heaves. I no sooner finished with that then the chills arrived and I was freezing. A short while after that started, my hips (both of them) became quite painful. This went on all day. I finally got the idea to take a couple of Advil for the hip pain and it seemed to work after a while. By midnight, the dry heaves had stopped (I finally threw up), the chills were gone and the hip pain was gone and I managed to have my usual quirky night of sleep. I have no idea what happened to me or why. It was very strange.

A new place named the Village Pub opened on the Drive, Robb and I decided to give it a try on Friday night. We parked in the Alibi parking lot across the street, and as soon as we got out of the car, we could hear the thumping of the music. We could only imagine how loud it must be inside the place. We got there around midnight and the place was packed and we were right about the loudness of the music. There was no way you could hold a conversation. It was a very mixed crowd, ranging in age from what seemed like late teens to our age and beyond, and both men and women, though I don't think there were any straight people there. Robb got us both a margarita. The drinks were large but not that good. After about an hour we were so bored, we left half our drinks and went home. Does this mean we're getting old or was the Village Pub just boring? Maybe we'll go to the Manor next time. We had a pretty good time there last time we went out.

Dinner at Bona's Italian.  Robb had the Eggplant Rollatini and I had the Jumbo Shrimp and Scallop Scampi.  Both were good although the Shrimp/Scallop dish had a taste with which I was not familiar and took a few minutes to get used to. 

Dumb Law of the Week: In Massachusetts, it is illegal to snore unless all bedroom windows are closed and securely locked

À la prochaine, mes amis.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Construction Area

For the past two weeks or so, our neighbor Dave (across the hall) has been having work done on his kitchen.  Unless you lived here, you would not believe how noise travels through this building.  Even work being done on another floor (we live on the top floor) sounds like it is in our apartment.  And it seems like there is always something being drilled, hammered or sawed.  It's a lot like living in a construction area.  But why do they always have to make the most noise first thing in the morning?  When he first told us he was having it done, he said he was replacing the counter tops (ceramic tile) with granite, but apparently he had a lot more done.  It shouldn't take two weeks to replace a counter top.  He invited us over to see his "new" kitchen the other night.  The contractors did a really good job.  The granite is kind of a bronze color.  And he has a new back splash which looks like metal bricks which looks really nice when the under-counter lights are on. Very pretty.  Hopefully, no one else will start a project for a while and we can actually get some sleep in the morning.

It has been quite chilly here for the past few weeks. I don't like it.

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Dumb Law of the Week: In Louisiana, biting someone with your natural teeth is "simple assault," while biting someone with your false teeth is "aggravated assault."

À la prochaine, mes amis

Monday, February 11, 2013


I saw this on Twitter: Will Benedict XVI still be infallible when he's no longer pope? I immediately thought how amusing that could be. Obviously, after much pomp and circumstance, there will be a new Pope. He will be "infallible" as all Popes are so considered. If Benedict remains infallible, what happens if he and the new Pope disagree? Can they even disagree if both are infallible? Who is more infallible, Benedict or the new Pope? The more one thinks about it, the more amusing it becomes.

So what exactly is the point of toe nails?

Dumb Law of the Week: In Kentucky, it is illegal to transport an ice cream cone in your pocket.

À la prochaine, mes amis.

Monday, February 04, 2013

Rêver Mieux

"Mac users were taken by surprise Thursday as their computers stopped running programs written using the Java programming language after Apple blocked Java due to security problems." Don't you just love having a computer over which you have no control? As far as I'm concerned, this is the MAJOR problem with Apple and ALL their products! It is also the number one reason I will NEVER own an Apple product. My computer is MINE and no one is going to tell me what I can or cannot do with it!

If you use lemon or orange zest when cooking, you may be interested in learning about citrus oils. They conveniently come in bottles and last a very long time. I learned of them through David Lebovitz and have been using them ever since. David is a renowned American pastry chef who currently lives in Paris. He writes books and occasionally returns to the US for book signings. As David points out in his blog, they're definitely better than a fridge full of zested and dried out fruit. That was the main reason I started using them, and I haven't been disappointed. If you're interested, you can check out their website and order online.


Dumb Law of the Week: In South Bend, Indiana, it is illegal for monkeys to smoke cigarettes.

À la prochaine, mes amis.