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Tee hee hee.
So I practiced driving Danni more after we picked the Rat up from school—and proceeded to scare her shitless. She was convinced that the engine noises (the revving, which sounds all growly for a little four-cylinder) and the jerkiness was due to a serious lack of gas, and pretty much had a panic attack in the back seat, wailing about she wanted to go home, and we needed to go to a gas station, etc., etc. I almost, almost felt sorry for her. But for rizzle, it wasn’t that damn bad. About half my starts are actually smooth now. And besides: my car is a growly sexy beast, baby. Grr.
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Drum-roll, please…
So, after some frustration, some searching, some optimism hopefulness, and some wheeling and dealing… I have acquired a car. I introduce Danni, a 2002 Hyundai Elantra GLS sedan: The tale behind the acquisition of this sexy beast? A fascinating one. I mentioned a while back that my auntie had a sexy Suzuki I wanted to get my hands on. I bugged her about it a little, and she said she’d talk to her husband (who bought it for her) about it. I poked, she dodged. Trusting that she’d tell me if she were going to sell it (but knowing she was emotionally attached to the thing), I went ahead and…
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A successful dinner
So my experiment for this yay-I-have-a-kitchen session was to make an alfredo sauce. Rather than try a traditional recipe that used heavy whipping cream, I modified one that called for cream cheese: 1/2 cup butter 1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese 1 cup milk 3/4 – 1 cup grated Parmesan cheese 1 teaspoon dried basil garlic powder to taste You literally just toss it all in a saucepan and heat it for about twenty minutes. I added broiled chicken and broccoli (and pasta, of course), along with breadsticks, and it came out pretty damn good. It’s a heart-attack in a bowl, though, so the faint of heart need not apply.
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Getting my groove back.
Among the other restful bits gained from this vacation (including, potentially, a vehicle…), I am slowly getting comfortable being back on the running boat. I’m having to work hella hard to correct the strength imbalance in my lower legs caused by injury and the limping, but it’s going well. My current workout is 50-50 walk/run in distance: warmup, run a quarter-mile, walk a quarter-mile, repeat for a half-mile each, repeat for a quarter-mile each, cool down. It’s hard going, and I’m pulling out every calf and shin muscle stretch I can find because my shins tighten up on me during my workouts. But I can already feel an improvement in…
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Because I’m sure he won’t mind the invasion of privacy.
So in an e-mail to Dr. 7 last week, I said (among other things), “Wish me a miracle in 230 [on the exam].” (230 is the class I’ve been bitching about all term.) Dr. 7’s response? And I am hereby wishing you a 230 Miracle(TM). It’s like a Christmas Miracle(R) except that the role of Kris Kringle is played by Santa Claude [the name of the prof] (because he gives good grades) and the role of lead elf is played by Steve (because he’s short). Anyway, good luck, and don’t let it stress you out too much. Dr. (3 + 4) (I’m in a hurry, OK?) Why the “3+4” and…