HA! Bet you thought I’d stick to my “Sunday Search Terms” for this entry. No Sir! I’m shaking things up today. Why? Well, I’m glad you asked. Today is the first Sunday that I am including my Project 365 of 365 Random Facts about myself with this post, in “digest” form. You get a twofer: Search Terms that lead people to my site AND seven random facts about yours truly. Let’s begin!
Sunday Search Terms
- the problem with food porn
Well… the problem with food porn is that is it just so darn ADDICTING! I have two channels that tempt me with delectable food pornography, one that bombards me twenty-four hours a day. I have Dish Network, and lately they’ve been nothing but horrible teases on the food pornography front. Food Network is my go-to, 24/7 food pornography choice. This is followed by The Travel Channel. The Dish Network tease is that every once in a while, they toss the Cooking Channel into the line-up, just long enough for me to really get into a series… and then they yank it from my programming once again. Those lousy bastards!
- call ignored in the order
Calls. Yep. I ignore phone calls. I can’t say that I “hate” talking on the phone, but I like to talk on the phone on my terms. A lot of the time, I just don’t feel like talking on it, thankfully I don’t get many phone calls. People are used to emailing, instant messaging or texting me now. That’s a good thing. I also ignore all friend requests that aren’t preceded by an introductory message.
- +new years resolutions 2012 kindergarten
I’m not sure I understand this one. Kindergarteners need to make resolutions? Do they even understand what a resolution is? I don’t know if back when I was five, that I would have understood a resolution. Maybe I would have, but I can’t say with certainty – that was after all, 30 years ago. But, I digress… SURE! Get those kindergarteners working on their resolutions to not eat paste or pencil erasers (there is a story there). Maybe go easy on the glitter for their macaroni creations. Stop breaking the crayons (Which was REALLY frustrating. Don’t believe me? Read the blog post from Speaking in Pictures, Hearing in Color…I’m not the only one!), don’t run with scissors, actually nap during nap time. You get the idea! Go forth and attempt to herd those cats… I mean kindergarteners, into making resolutions.
- 20 oz shortening 5 lb flour half gal buttermilk
Oh Hooo! Someone was looking up the recipe for The Biscuit Place in Washington, Georgia! Let me guess… You were watching Feasting on Asphalt with Alton Brown, weren’t you. You saw the first episode, your mouth drooled at watching them make the biscuits and then you thought…. “HEY! They just gave the recipe!” Now, because you don’t have a super cool DVR, you weren’t able to rewind and write it down, so you came to the internet, armed with the measurements in your brain… and you found me. Ta DAH!
Project 365: 365 Random Facts about… Moi! (say that like Miss Piggy!)
- To celebrate New Years Day, the family tradition is to make barbequed ribs.
I didn’t follow the tradition this year. In fact, I was out for the holiday for the first time in years, we had various types of ravioli with alfredo sauce and grilled chicken. Lots of drinks. Lots of appetizers. Lots of dessert.
- I send Thank You cards. Handwritten. Hand-addressed. Stamped. Via snail-mail. Yes, yes I do.
I really do. It’s the proper thing to do. Yes, I still send out Thank You’s via email or text, but a good-n-proper Thank You is only the kind that you write by hand. Thank you Emily Post.
- Silence kills. I intensely dislike silence from people in my life.
Here’s the thing… if I know that someone will be gone for a while, like my friends in the military, silence is forgiven. Friends that I know go stealth randomly for weeks or months at a time, it’s forgiven. BUT, anyone who ends conversations with “Talk to you soon”, or anything remotely suggesting that I will talk to them later in the day or the next day… and I don’t, I get cranky. I don’t just get mildly cranky… I get cross-my-arms-and-pout cranky. THEN, with the next contact, because I was all “butthurt” (had to slip my new favorite word into here) over it, I can be a major ass. You know the kind… all distant and I-don’t-care… but I really do… and secretly, I’m happy they’re back, but afraid they’re going to “screw me over” again and disappear. As a friend says, I pull up the drawbridge and shout down from the ramparts. I liken my attitude to the castle scenes in Monty Python and The Holy Grail.
- I forgive many, if not most, things pretty easily, but I don’t forget.
This kind of goes with #3. The whole, “fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me” thing. Overall, I’m a really cynical, friendly person (seems like an oxymoron doesn’t it?)… Guilty until proven innocent, and once I trust people, I trust them to not fool me. Sadly that attitude has backfired on me more than once. I get hurt a lot. So, if I start saying things like “Your mother smells of elderberries!” – well, you know I’m all “butthurt” (HA! Got it in here again) and have on my battle gear.
- I’m a creature of habit who likes to shake things up. I have my morning routine. My shower routine. My bed-time routine. And my routine for work. See, I just shook things up.
That’s correct! I like routine… but not all the time. If I expect a day to follow a routine (and this is a major difference between myself and DH) and something else comes up, no worries – I’m good to go. I don’t get all “butthurt” (HA HA! Butthurt Trifecta accomplished!) over a change in my plans, most of the time. There is ALWAYS a caveat with me!
- No matter how sad or down I am, 99% of the time I will push that aside to make someone else who is down, happy.
True. Guilty as charged. I have been accused to going around spreading rainbow-pooping unicorns* and sunbeams all over the place. I’m a really happy person… I think it borders on “annoyingly happy”, but for some reason – people seem to like it.*My rainbow-pooping unicorns are not this dangerous…
- I love my eyes. They are awesome. They have all four dominant eye colors in them: grey, blue, green and hazel. I’m a genetic anomaly.
Please note that the four colors I have listed were what I was TAUGHT were the four dominant colors eighteen years ago in college biology. This was discussed on Facebook amongst friends and I did some research. Seems that the dominant colors have changed, BUT the point is that most people don’t have FOUR colors visible at the same time in their irises. Everyday my eyes look different, and they will change depending on my mood and how I’m feeling health-wise.
And this concludes the Super Sunday SpecTACULAR! Check back again next Sunday for more search terms and random facts!