Tuesday, February 28, 2012

What is the need for this?

I'm in the midst of trying to create a visual graphic at work for a client.  I wanted to add some kind of scroll to the image so I went to Clip Art online.  This handy site saves me time and money. 

I typed in "scroll" into the search bar.  On the last page of all the clip art pieces that had "scroll" as a descriptive word I get this ...
I honestly don't know what the need is for this image.  But I MUST find a use for it!

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Awesome (Weird) Dream

I've been battling what will be known as "THE COLD OF 2012" this past week.  It caused me to miss a day of work, drink gallons of juice and water, eat gallons of soup, go through a few boxes of tissues, and neglect cleaning my house.  So I battled it with NyQuil, Mucinex, Tylenol, Claritin, Vapor Rub, and a ton of cough drops.  It has been horrendous.

Except for one AWESOME dream.

Apparently, when I mix sleepless nights and with some cold medicine I create illogical dreams.  I dreamt that I was going to see a client at a university (side note: my day job is chasing architectural projects).  I have no idea which university it was but it was real pretty.  Maybe Baylor University.

Anyhoo, I was waiting for the person I was supposed to meet with outside of a university building.  It was raining a bit but I was sitting dry in my golf cart (yes, in my dream I owned a golf cart) when the Dean of the university came over to take me on a tour of the university.  The Dean was Morgan Freeman.

Dean Freeman was a gentleman and really liked my golf cart.  But then I showed him my real ride (and don't question how I got the golf cart and my other vehicle to the university ... it is a dream after all).  He was quite impressed.  If Dean Morgan Freeman could be that impressed in my dream then it probably means I should get the car for real.
This car is so dreamy.  I'm pretty sure I would never get another cold if I drove this car.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Love Locks

During my trip to Paris in December 2010 I remember crossing a bridge while roaming the city streets.  On this particular bridge there were locks linked to its fencing.  As I got closer I realized that there were words written on the locks.  Then I realized each lock had names or initials on them. 

I had to look it up what it meant because I had never seen anything like it before.  Wikipedia educated me on the subject.  The locks are called "Love Padlocks" and there is probably a cute love story behind each lock.  It is art, emotions, and real life all rolled into one.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Ryan Gosling is the Architect of my Heart

My female co-workers and I stumbled across this fantastic website of Ryan Gosling and architecture.  
Granted, I work for an architectural firm so we literally laugh out loud and often at these tidbits of hilarity.  Ryan Gosling is just icing on our cake.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Quick Dish: Turkey Stuffed Peppers

I had a hankerin' for some stuffed peppers this weekend and the local grocery store had a special on ground turkey.  Winning!

  • 3 bell peppers
  • 1 pound of ground turkey
  • 1 quarter of a red onion
  • 3 cloves of garlic
  • 1 can of diced tomatoes, drained
  • 2 eggs, beaten
  • 1 head of broccoli florets, diced
  • 1 cup of basmati rice, cooked
  • 1 cup of mushrooms, diced
  • 3/4 cup of feta cheese
  • salt and pepper, to taste
Cut the bell peppers to create a cap and bowl.  Clean out the bowl portion of seeds and core.  I put my bell peppers in a muffin pan to help them stay standing while cooking.  I pour water into the empty muffin tins to help cook the bell peppers.

Next mix the rest of the ingredients in a large bowl.  You will need a healthy portion of salt to season the dish properly.
Stuff the pepper bowls with the mixture to the rim of the pepper.  In order to make sure the cap stays on the pepper during cooking I inserted a toothpick into the cap through the stuffing.
Again, fill the empty muffin tins with enough water to fill them half way up.  You may need to fill them again through the cooking process.  I put the dish in a 375 degree oven for 50 minutes or until the turkey is 180 degrees.  I honestly don't know how long it cooked for since I was measuring the temperature (and I had other dishes going on at the same time) but I'm guessing around 50 minutes.

The end result ... YUM!  I also made a white sauce (butter, flour, spice mixture from Paris, chicken stock, and lemon juice) that I drizzled on top.  OH! MY! HEAVEN!
I also had quite a bit of the meat mixture leftover.  So I elected to make baked meatballs.  I make a very shockingly great marina sauce ("shockingly" because I'm not Italian but it is just that good) and will add it to the meatballs later this week.

I wanted to add some bread crumbs so the meatballs would hold together during the baking process but my pantry staple was missing.  So I used the next best thing, potato flakes. 
I added about a cup to the meat mixture.  The 2 inch balls formed nicely and held together really well.  I placed them on a wire rack on top of a foil lined cookie sheet.  So much easier to clean.
I baked them at 425 degrees for 25 minutes then decreased the temperature to 400 degrees and baked for another 30 minutes.  They turned out A-MAZ-ING with a crunchy exterior but moist interior.  When I put them in the marina sauce they will still hold their shape and not dry out.
A very productive Sunday in the kitchen!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Where'd She Go?

I don't know if you have noticed but I have been missing in blog-o-sphere action for a couple of months.  Sure, I sporadically posted items but not at my usual tempo.  The reason?  The schedule for H-E-L-L!

Who would have thunk it that a schedule full of responsiblities would get in the way of my passion of writing about me?! 

Kidding.  Sort of.

One of my brothers continues to ask me why I blog.  My answer: "SHUT UP!" 

Kidding.  Sort of.

Actually, I like blogging because this type of writing is a creative outlet for me.  My day job (and the one that keeps me from partaking in the oldest profession ... prostitution) involves writing technical material.  It is sometimes creative but most of the time I have to write within certain parameters.


The past few months have included holidays (and holiday parties), big projects and deadlines at work, meetings on top of meetings on top of meetings, and a gala event took six months of planning (but could have used eight months of planning).  In other words, it was either meet deadlines or write on my blog.  I chose to be a grown up and meet deadlines.


However, I'm looking forward to the coming months.  My company has hired a great front desk staff member who is helping with some of my work load, I'm attending a conference in April that will help connect me with many wonderful leaders across the country, I'm jetting off to Spain in May with a couple of girlfriends who I haven't seen in years to act like I'm 25 again, and many more fun things in store.  So, I'll sacrifice a few weeks of no blogging in order to gain a few months of personal growth and non-stop hilarity.

Be prepared for the fascinating, awkward, and "Oh No She Didn't" stories that are my life.  It brings me great joy in being able to share these tidbits on my lil' blog.  Plus, I'm still waiting for that book and/or movie deal.  I'm cheap (unless you want to discuss prostitution costs ... which is not part of the deal).

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Awkward Snorting

It seems like my schedule continues to get jammed with work, meetings, and things that aren't necessarily items I want to do but need to do.  However, I love reading.  I'm a self proclaimed book worm and thoroughly enjoy getting lost in a book if it means I get to escape reality for just a bit. 

To compromise, I listen to audio books while doing other tasks.  My aunt got me hooked on them as a way to stay awake on long car trips.  I usually listen to Stephen King audio books while road trippin' it because I GUARANTEE that you will not fall asleep if there is an axe murderer coming after you.  His last short stories I listened to are also the reason I got a speeding ticket.

"Officer, you don't understand!  The painting is coming alive and the guy is going to die!"

Amazing I didn't get thrown in the looney bin after that conversation.

Right now I'm listening to AJ Jacob's "The Guinea Pig Diaries".  I listen to it while working out at the gym.  I usually zone out to music but I wanted to try something different.  The book is hilarious.  Mr. Jacob's describes social experiments in which he is the guinea pig.  He has outsourced parts of his life to India, spent a month telling the radical truth, and got to see what it was like to be a beautiful woman (he was the talking head of his children's nanny's dating webpage).  The book is awkward and hilarious.

It is right up my alley!

I thoroughly enjoy listening to it those early mornings at the gym.  However, most people think if a person is wearing ear buds while working out then they are listening to music.  So, when a very funny part of the book comes up I try to hold in my laughter.  Which then turns into a snorting festival.  Which then turns into strange looks at the gym.

Don't care ... the book is great and Mr. Jacob's is about as awkward as I am.  Snorting and all.