musings of a marfa monstar
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Spicy honey BBQ ribs are a-cookin’!

Spicy honey BBQ ribs are a-cookin’!

Oh hai.  It is time for holiday puppies.

Oh hai.  It is time for holiday puppies.

This is what is currently cooking in my Crock Pot.

Add the Bullrun marathon that we are currently watching and I am in heaven.  This is ramping up to be a pretty awesome Thanksgiving.

Take that Turkey Day!

Since my Thanksgiving plans fell through, I had to kind of scramble to figure out what to make here in the apartment.  We don’t have a conventional grocery store nearby so while I can get live turtles and frogs, I can not buy a turkey or even turkey breasts.  There is no gravy to be bought and no cranberry sauce to be had.  Oh yeah, and I don’t have an oven.  And it has to be dairy free.

To be quite honest, I was starting to seriously freak.  I really want this to be kind of amazing since my last two Turkey Days were all kinds of suck.

But who says you have to have turkey?  Neither R nor I are all that found of it to begin with.  So here is our menu:

  • Slow cooker BBQ spare ribs
  • Stove Top stuffing (I got the last box left at Target!)
  • Instant mashed potatoes
  • Rice-a-Roni

No veggies.  No fresh ingredients apart from the ribs.  And I am all kinds of excited.  Now I must go back to cutting out fall-themed doilies to decorate the apartment.

*mwah*

As if I needed another reason to love Bulgarians…

(R is Bulgarian, by the way.  His accent is kinda hot.  And yes, I still totally have a schoolgirl crush on my own boyfriend.)

As if I needed another reason to love Bulgarians…

(R is Bulgarian, by the way.  His accent is kinda hot.  And yes, I still totally have a schoolgirl crush on my own boyfriend.)

Your girlfriend is frightening the kittens

Your girlfriend is frightening the kittens

Once again, making me glad he's my ex!
Martha Lilian: i just threw up in my mouth
Rob: kinky
Martha Lilian: our ideas of kink clearly differ
Rob: my idea of kink is seeing how mad I can get you before I see you tonight
Martha Lilian: you're one seriously sick puppy

As someone with her fair share of food issues, this blog looks like it is going to be an interesting read.  I really like PsychCentral and often repost their articles, so I don’t doubt that this will be a win.

For some families, holidays are just another excuse to get together to eat good food and to have a good time. They’re not looking for articles like this one because they’ve somehow figured out the formula for successful family togetherness with minimum stress. If you have a challenging family, it’s only human to be a bit incredulous and then more than a bit jealous to see other folks living out the holiday fantasy when you’re just trying to live through it

Caitlin Natalie: it wasnt like a oh whoops this is my phone good thing i realized my mistake
Caitlin Natalie: nono, it was a why isnt there water left in this glass? OHBECAUSEITSAPHONE
You know that myth where when you are sick animals are supposed to comfort you...

feistyred:

It’s a total lie.  Whenever I spend half the night hacking up a lung, Lola is scratching at the door to get out of the bedroom.  Bitch likes her sleep, can’t say I blame her.

Thank god I took nyquil last night.  My goal for this week is to not hack on two of the ladies from the View tomorrow and a cast member from Glee.

Ha!  Maximus did this last night too.  R has had a horrible cough for a couple of weeks now and Maximus is all like “eff this, I am going to sleep in my own bed”.

A heart breaking discovery...

It has been three weeks since I moved to my new home and I have just realized that the stove is non-functional.  With Thanksgiving just around the corner and an illegal dog being harbored in my apartment, the situation doesn’t look good.  R is hesitant to call the super on account of the puppy predicament but I also NEED to bake and roast.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

GPOYT [Because I never remember on Wednesdays…]
C’est moi getting ready for a rope suspension last Thursday.

GPOYT [Because I never remember on Wednesdays…]

C’est moi getting ready for a rope suspension last Thursday.