Thursday, May 15, 2008

Thursday Thirteen

OK, here's the story of how come this post isn't about me: Last night was PlusOne's ceremony to get his Black Belt in Karate. Mom had to rush home, change her clothes and feed me, then go out to watch PlusOne. Then she came home, made dinner, got a little bit of sewing done, then had to leave again to pick up Mr Karate and drive him and his bicycle 18 miles home (because his car is in the shop being fixed.) So she missed two of her favorite TV shows (one is Top Chef) and she didn't get hardly any sewing done. She drove Mr Karate home, and he remembered he forgot his Orange Juice at Auntie's. So Mom drove him to the grocery store so he could get some stuff to eat for breakfast and lunch. Then she drove him back to his place, and then she drove herself home. So instead of some nifty post about me, you get to see something else (sigh) that Mom had ready for another time.


Mom is from New Hampster, and as such, she is a wimp when it comes to hot foods. So instead of using hot chili powder for stuff, she uses Emeril's Southwest Seasoning. She ran out recently, and had to mix up another batch. So this Thursday Thirteen is about making some Emeril's Southwest Seasoning.

Thursday Thirteen: Southwest Seasoning

1. You need a clean jar that will hold a little over 1/2 cup. This is a clean jelly jar.2. Add 2 tablespoons chili powder. Use hot, mild, or whatever you like.
3. Next add 2 teaspoons of ground cumin. Mom gets a lot of her spices in bulk at the local Indian food store down the street.
4. Add 2 tablespoons of paprika. Mom has some smoked paprika called Pimenton de la Vera.
5. Add 1 teaspoon of ground black pepper.
6. Next add 1 tablespoon ground coriander. (Mom puts coriander in her guacamole.)
7. Now add 1 teaspoon cayenne pepper.
8. Add 1 tablespoon garlic powder.
9. Now add 1 teaspoon crushed red pepper. Or more if you really like things hot and spicy.
10. Add 1 tablespoon salt.
11. Last, add 1 tablespoon dried oregano. Mom used some Mexican Oregano from Rancho Gordo.
12. Now mix it all up until it is well blended. It will look like this, on the right. Kinda boring, which is why when Mom gives this mixture as gifts, she leaves it like the "sand art" on the left.
13. And here's a fuzzy picture of the recipe.
Mom uses this stuff in Chili, on Macaroni & Cheese, in Deviled Eggs, in Scrambled Eggs, in rice, in soup, on chicken, or on or in anything that needs a little kick in the patootie.

Naturally I never touch the stuff.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Whatzit Wednesday?

This is the view on the other side of our house. This picture was taken last December.
Last week, some beans dug some holes on our street, and planted big black sticks. What were these going to be for?
Mom wondered if it would be an arch like this one, way down at the other end of the street:When she got home from her day hunting gig last night, she found this:I watched the beans build it. I wasn't impressed. Mom wasn't sure if she liked it.
But as the sun went down, Mom changed her mind. Now she thinks it's kinda neat. We can see it from inside the house. It casts its shadow in the street.

There are other arches like this around the city. Some of them are lit up. We don't know yet if our arch will be lit up at night, too. We'll have to wait and see.

What Mom isn't keen about, is the name, "Rimmon Heights." She's never heard of this neighborhood referred to that way in her entire life. She said somebody called Polly Tishan must have decided to name it. She doesn't seem to like this Polly very much. Now, this area is the highest point in the city, so we get the "Heights" part, and "Rock Rimmon" is a big landmark around here, so that's probably where that came from. She thinks it's kinda weird.

I guess she'll just have to get used to it.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Millie Doodle


Here's my Millie Doodle. Mom says it's very hard for a real live artist to do a quick doodle and not try to make a real live artist drawing. So I posed for 60 seconds. Haha!

Chummy Tummy Tuesday

OK, this isn't a tummy shot. Mom had one all picked out, but I decided to show this wonderful graphic designed by Zoolatry, just for me.

I've been very chummy with Mom lately. Whenever I want something, I just go find her, and ask very politely. Sometimes she's busy, and I have to ask two or three times. She tries real hard, but she just doesn't get it. Eventually I'll get her to find her way to the recliner, and she sits in it, making room for me.

I play hard to get (I'm a CAT, after all), but eventually I curl up next to her and she pets me the way I want. I purr to make her feel like she's got it right. You know, Beans need a little positive reinforcement. Not a LOT, mind you, we can't have them feeling like they're in charge or anything...

I've even learned to lie on the ironing table, in the big empty space she needs to use. Or on top of the quilt pieces she is working with to get her attention.

She's learning.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Mr Karate Monday

Mr Karate slept at our house Saturday night. That's why he looked sleepy in yesterday's post.

He lives in a town 18 miles away. Here he is, getting ready to ride back home on his spiffy new bike:Biggify this picture below, and check out his sunglasses!
Mom has finished setting up her new computer, and spent the weekend sewing (when she wasn't eating waffles). The quilts for Lilly Lu, Mu Shue & Iris will be finished this week.

OH! OH! OH! OH!

Mom planted me a pot full of 'Nip!




finally.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mother's Day

Mom and Mr Karate and the rest of the Family will be having their traditional Mother's Day Waffle Breakfast at Roxy & Lucky's.


Happy Mother's Day to all Moms everywhere!


(P.S. Mom just called Monty's MomBean. Both Mom and NewBean are just fine, and they will probably go home tomorrow. GrandBean will be there, so they will be in good hands.)

Saturday, May 10, 2008

The Stork Has Arrived!

The Stork Has Arrived!

It's Miles' Meezer's birthday today. He's havin' a big party. I'll be there to celebrate a bit later...

Right now I've gotta go celebrate with Monty Q, because the stork has arrived with Little NewBean!

She was born at 5:31 AM EDT this morning. She has reddish brown hair and weighs in at 7 pounds 6 ounces. Mombean says she is very dainty, and the nurses say she has a temper!!

Oops... I forgot to say she has blue eyes.


...psst... Mom! Does this make me an auntie-kitty?

Friday, May 09, 2008

Fanatic Friday

Mom -finally- did it. She finally got herself a new computer. She's only been trying to get a new one for about a year now. The new one is the little one on the left. She has a kayvee-ahem switch so she can have the two computers on using one monitor and keyboard, and mouse. She's copying files from her old computer to a portable 300 Gig hard drive, then onto the new one.

The vendor goofed though. Mom has a spiffy w-i-d-e flat panel monitor, and it uses a special video card. She told him she HAD a special video card and didn't need to buy another one. No problem. Except when she cracked the case of the new computer to install it -- there is no special slot for the special video card she already has. Oops.

She is a very good customer, and she knows she will be taken care of. But she says it's very annoying because until she can use the right video card, the pictures all look s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d out. And that makes her a little crazy.

Frankly, I think she's a little crazy to begin with.

Mom's got quilts designed for Lilly Lu, Mu Shue & Iris and she'll be sewing them this weekend (if she can pry herself away from the new computer). When she's done those (and two others also in the works) she is gonna concentrate on her Super-Duper Secret Project that she won't tell anybody anything about.

She said I would never get ANY treats or ANY 'Nip for -The Rest of My Life- if I spilled the beans, so you guys aren't getting any clues from ME!

At first I thought this was a Terrible Thing. But then it dawned on me -- if she can't tell anybody about her Super Secret Project -- then she won't be hijacking my blog! I can have it ALL to MYSELF!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen MORE Things I Do Not LikeLast week my T13 was about things I don't like. I have more.

1. I don't like it when air blows at me.
2. I don't like being in a room with the door closed (last week #1), but I also don't like it when Mom is in her room with the door closed and I am on the other side.
3. I don't like it when I have to wait for dinner.
4. I don't like shouting. (Mom never shouts, but the sticky people next door do.)
5. I don't like it when Mom doesn't plant 'Nip for me!
6. I don't like it when some other bean or woofie sits on my pillows, beds, or blankies. I won't sit on them after that.
7. I don't like it when Mom doesn't give me the attention that I want.
8. I don't like getting my claws trimmed.
9. I don't like that Mom can't figure out what I want when I ask politely.
10. I don't like that I can't go outside.
11. I don't like being cornered.
12. I don't like strangers.
13. I don't like missing what's going on. I want to KNOW!

I think that's it.

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

What's Wrong Wednesday

There is something wrong with this. What's wrong? Look closer...



There's NO 'NIP!

None!

Zero!

Zip!

Nada!

Rien!
I can't believe Mom didn't plant me any 'Nip, especially when she knows how much I like it.

I'm outta here... I'm gonna visit Monty Q. He appreciates me.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Tuesday Tuxie in the Sun

with tongue.

(Why does that sound a little bit ris-kay? All I'm doing is taking a bath.)

Yo, Monty, c'mon over and spend the day with me, that way you can be out of your snarky MomBean's way if the stork doesn't bring NewBean.)

Monday, May 05, 2008

Monday Madness

A big truck brought some stuff last week, and some beans planted little white flags in the ground.
The flags divide our property with that of the beans next door. They have lots of sticky little people that run in and out of our yard, and their trash gets blown all over the place.
It's a fence!
Now the neighbor's trash stays in his yard, and Mom doesn't have to look at that old Christmas tree any more. Naturally, I supervised the construction.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Derby Day

Mom and I watched the Kentucky Derby yesterday. We were rooting for the filly, Eight Belles. She did very well, and finished the race in second place. Sadly, she broke both her front ankles, and had to go to the Paddock in the Sky.

You guys were pretty good guessing which of the fabrics Mim-may would choose for her backpack. Seven of you chose "B", which was Mim-may's choice!

Mom stayed up wicked late last night working on a project so secret I can't tell you if it is big or small, if it's for a cat or a bean. I can't even tell you what it is, what it looks like, who it is going to, when it is going there or even where it is going.I can't tell you how annoying that is. (And there are NO clues in this picture, either).

Saturday, May 03, 2008

Saturday A - B - C

Mom's got to do housework today. Ha ha ha! Not me! I'm going to enjoy the day doing what I want. Although, I have a feeling I'll be hiding from the rug-sucking monster at least once today.

Mom has a question for all of you. You know Mim-may wants a backpack of her own. Mom has these three different fabrics. All cotton canvas. Which one of the three do you think Mim-may will choose? Put your guess in the comments. You can click the pictures to biggify.


This is A. - Turquoise Renata
This is B. - Tea/Black Veronique
This is C. Blue/Green Peapod
Do you think she will pick one of these three, or do you think she will pick:

D. - Something else.

Friday, May 02, 2008

La Backpack

Mom's backpack is finished. Here it is. At first she wasn't quite sure she liked this fabric, but when the pack was almost finished, she knew it was gonna look really great, and now she loves the fabric.
Mom placed the big back pocket "just so" on the fabric, so this "But Why?" eye is centered.
When she made this pocket for the water bottle, she felt the elastic was kinda useless, because her water bottle kept falling out. Wrong! So Mom tightened it up a bit.
Mom has a special case for her iPod, and the iPod in the case wouldn't fit in the pocket the way it was designed, so she fixed it. And yes, she placed that lady's body very precisely on the pocket, and the word "Stop" -- yup that was planned too!
Mom doesn't like the way the earbud cord from the iPod keeps getting caught on stuff. So she added this little loop here for it.
And of course, you have all seen the lining fabric. Doesn't it look great! Everybody who has seen the backpack just loves this lining! Me too!

Mom wants to make some little additions, too, when she makes the next one. She wants to add a little pocket for some money, and one for her ID.

Mim-may has already asked where hers is!

Rocky, nope, Mom is not gonna make these to sell. She says they take too long to make and are too fussy.

Actually, Mom hasn't done anything except sleep, eat and go to her day hunting gig since she started making this. She's got a kitchen full of dirty dishes that she has to do! So before she does any sewing, she's got to do some cleaning up around here.

And there's a little tuxie kitty that wants some ATTENTION!

Heh!

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Thursday Thirteen

I was just sitting with Mom, and she was petting me, but then she blew some of my fur off her hands, and I jumped away. It's one of the things I don't like. So I decided that would make a good start to a Thursday Thirteen.

13 Things I Don't Like

1. I do not like being in a room with the door closed.
2. I especially do not like being in the PTU.
3. I do not like being in any kind of container where there is not at least three escape routes.
4. That means I do not get into boxes or bags.
5. I do not like being surprised.
6. I do not like things that rustle, like Mom's puffy pink winter coat, or those shopping bags she sometimes brings stuff home in.
7. I do not like noisy people. Or noisy toys.
8. I do not like being stared at.
9. I do not like tuna.
10. Mom bought me a heated cat cup, and I don't like it. In fact, I have never gotten into it.
11. I do not like anybody touching my feet
12. I do not like being picked up, or held.
13. I do not like my tummy being snorgled.

(Except by Monty Q.)

Mom finished the backpack, and it's gorgeous. She just loves it. Here is an in-progress photo for you. I told her she couldn't hog my blog today and brag about it. (you can click the picture to biggify)
So she's gonna wait till tomorrow.

My bad!

Heh!



And now, (thanks to Pixel), my Knock Knock Joke:

Knock, knock!

Who's there?

Juliet.

Juliet who?

Juliet me in?