It is a very merry Friday around OKC

Well, maybe not, but that is how I am going to choose to term it. Really, I am stuck at my office with no wheels and no rental in sight. Anyone feel like lugging me around for the weekend? Not sure why my car is still in the shop because we don't even know if anything is wrong with it. I have a feeling this might end up like one of those hospital visits where you go in to get a kidney removed and you end up with your left leg amputated.

I am doing some spring cleaning at the office, for a reason unknown to me. So far I have found some expired Chucky Cheese coupons that I don't know why I saved, a signed time sheet that my boss couldn't find months ago, a 2010 calendar as fresh, crisp and clean as the day it was printed and a Jason Boland DVD. I also found some Tums I have been missing and those clacky knocker things we had as children. You know what I am talking about- have a handle and two plastic balls on them that are one there with a "v" shaped piece. They swing back and forth and make an atrocious noise. Come visit and I shall play them for you. They rank right up there with the vovozala's of the World Cup, let me warn you.

In a text message conversation with CD today, I called her the smartest incubator I know. First, to clarify why she is smart- she suggested we all stay at the same hotel for an upcoming wedding. That way the DD, or our DDCD, only has to make one stop. Pure Genius. And, I like calling her an incubator since she is and it makes me giggle. I think of little yellow baby chicks at Louisville when I say incubator. I loved that exhibit where the chicks would ride up this little conveyor belt to the top, stretch out their little necks to grab the food dangling right in their reach and then they would plummet to the bottom, not knowing what hit them. Repeat and repeat. Wonder how the looney animal rights loons never got wind of that. They would cry. I laughed and laughed.

I learned a valuable lesson about fresh produce the other evening. And no, I am not getting on a soapbox, just a nice little story. As you all may know, I am in the business of gardening. I even have plans and space for a fall garden. Let's see how that pans out. So, after work and grocery shopping I decided to surprise Circle K with some jalapeno poppers fresh from our garden. Well, the cook shall taste the first one is a rule I live by. Not sure why because sometimes my cooking could kill a person and I damn sure don't want to be a victim of my own stupidity! So, here I am chatting on the phone to Brat, sipping a cold brew and taking a bit of a cooled down popper. Well, I lie when I say cool because I didn't factor in the heat of the pepper. OH MY GOD!!!!!!! It hit the back of my throat and started a blaze from hell. Once my eyes started to water, I could only croak to Brat what was going on. She got the jyst of it and I rushed to the fridge. Mind you, I don't like hot foods, but have been enjoying this popper recipe for a while now because they are not hot. Well, I check about 32 ounces of milk, on top of a beer also, and all that does is send the flames right down into my rumin! OH MY GOD!!!!! Now the rest of my internal-ness is shooting out flames like Donkey's wife on Shrek. So, the moral of my story is food that takes a trip from plant to plate in a matter of minutes will hurt you. Dangerous! Stand back. Mine are much hotter than Wal-mart's that is for sure.

This is the end of my fourth week without soda pop in my life. Hi, my name is KC and I am addicted to Diet Coke. I am pretty darn proud of myself. I have almost caved, but I cave whenever I try to stop anything so I remain committed. I mean, come on- I have been trying to stop twirling my hair since I was oh say 13 when the stupid habit started. I can even twirl it in cute little knots that come right out. It is an addiction too, one that I am not willing to give up!

So, I hope you enjoy this. I am about to bug out of this basement morgue and call it a day. Ah hell, I don't have a flippin car!!! Guess I better find a rental or work on my hitch hiking. That might be a whole other blog entry!!

TGIF My world!
Keffer

Miscellany Monday

I found this on another blog and decided to roll with it. Must be five totally random things to play along. This shouldn't be hard for me.

1- I am upset with my local corner store b/c their tea sucks and they were out of coffee this a.m. Come on people- give me good tea on my 3rd Monday clean and sober from the diet coke monster.

2- Having decided I always talk like I want a dog, I couldn't deal with the shedding, the potty training and have now given up that idea.

3- My favorite song right now is Ludacris "How Low Can You Go?" b/c it has Alvin from the chipmunks in it. Or at least I think it sounds like that, so let me.

4- My attitude on this Monday can be summed up in one gesture... The bird.

5- My jeans might be too short for the shoes I paired them with and it is weirding me out. I might toss on some flip flops from under my desk to get over the pain of the shortness!

Tootles people. You can do this too:)
KCK