Oh The Perks of Country Living

My usual Saturday schedule of cleaning, laundry, shopping, got left out today. Yeah, I didn’t make it to Walmart to do all of those things….

We got four cords of wood this morning. While piling them, I was reminded of the fact that I have hamstrings. I had forgotten, actually.

I always pile the wood very carefully, my dad is the world’s best wood piler (according to him). It mustn’t lean forward, fill in the gaps, and so on. Well, he complimented me today. Kinda surprised me.

Four hours of piling wood is exhausting. My butt hurts from bending down to pick up logs. Yet, physical work on the weekends is a good alternative to the office job. Plus, I don’t have to pay for a fitness club to stay in shape, grin.

Friday at Last

This was by far the crappiest week I have had in about three years.

Yesterday was a wonderful sunny day and I was in a wonderful mood.

Followed by a flip-out shouting attack by my boss at work, followed by coming home to find the cat had puked on the freshly washed rug, followed by kind of a nervous breakdown, stupid old me crying and blubbering.


Have decided to regroup my priorities. Everything that is of true importance to me is not work related. I need to hammer that into my thick skull.

And hammer, and hammer.

Jennifer has announced she is sending me (well it sounds like about a ton) of yarn to work into some sort of afghan, so therapy is on its way.. 😉

Anyhow, Jenny sent me these 15 things to do at Walmart, and I might just head on up there tomorrow to get rid of some of this built up anger:

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms & randomly put them in peoples carts when they aren’t looking.

2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5 minute intervals.

3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.

4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, ‘Code 3’ in housewares….and see what happens.

5. Go to the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M’s on layaway.

6. Move a ‘CAUTION – WET FLOOR’ sign to a carpeted area.

7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you’ll invite them in if they bring pillows from the bedding department.

8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask “Why can’t you people just leave me alone?”

9. Look right into the security camera, use it as a mirror and pick your nose.

10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are.

11. Dart around the store suspiciously while loudly humming the theme from “Mission Impossible.”

12. In the auto department, practice your “Madonna look” using different size funnels.

13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through, say “PICK ME! PICK ME!”

14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream “NO! NO! It’s those

voices again!”

And last but not least:

15. Go into a fitting room, shut the door and wait a while and then yell loudly “There’s no toilet paper in here.”

An Excellent Driver

It occurred to me yesterday, that I am actually an excellent driver.

Yes. Really. All damage inflicted on any car I have ever owned was occured while parking or while leaving a parking space.

Meaning, I am an excellent driver as long as I have enough ROOM. Lol.

What got me pondering this? The excessive amounts of snow we have here – it just keeps snowing, and snowing and snowing. Driving to work in the morning (30 km) is always interesting, depending on who is in front of me. Having 10 years of Chicago experience, I can deal with snow and ice, and am always frustrated when there is an Opel in front of me with an elderly man wearing a hat doing 65 km/h (35 mph). Is it the Opel? Is it elderly men? Or does it have something to do with drivers wearing hats? Maybe its just that retired people have no schedule, don`t have to be anywhere at a certain time. But do they have to hit the road in the morning when hard-working normal people have to get to work?


Yippee! It is Saturday.

Thank God. What a week. Dad is starting to provide me with literature regarding Burn-Out Syndrome.

Not me, not me, no no no no.

Am not here this weekend. Will be diffusing into a cloud. Or hiding in the basement. Or might be beaming to Mars.

I think it is high time that the fishing season gets started.

Traveling with a Disaster Magnet

Had to add a day to the Austria trip. My boss has a strong tendency to attract disaster in all its forms (usually when he vacations, riots break out (L.A.), hurricanes appear (Bermuda), etc.). Our departure from Austria was delayed by one day because of half a meter of fresh snow. Typical, lol.

Nevertheless, it gave us time to have a short look at the city of Graz, former home of one Arnold Schwarzenegger. They have named the football stadium after him. In big letters: ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER STADION. Wonder how long it will take before they place the word Governor in front of his name 😉


Here a correction to the chicken soup recipe – please cover the pot if you aren’t using a pressure cooker and check now and then to make sure the water hasn’t evaporated. Bring to a boil and then simmer.

That’s that. Got the rest of the yarn which Mom sent me for Christmas along with the pattern of the afghan. Took me three weeks to decipher that pattern, but with the help of the folks at the crochet forum, I think I am on the right track.

Weekends are strange somehow. I always feel as though I just have a couple of small time blocks just for me – somewhere between the cleaning and the laundry and the ironing and what all else needs to be done.

Yesterday I finally found the perfect way to get the shower doors clean. There is always a bunch of crud which collects in the bottom frames where the panels sit. I have always just brushed them clean best as I could but yesterday – Whammo. Soaked them with a cleaning agent, then used my water pic to get all of that crud out of there.

They look like new now.

Don’t I have an exciting life?

Will be ironing and packing tonight as I am off to Austria for two days (deep Austria, Graz, near the Hungarian Border). It’s a long drive, about 6 hours. So far into Austria that there aren’t any mountains there.

Have also noticed that my blogging is not becoming more frequent. Please put the blame on my other blog, Never Be Silent, which I update daily (except for in December where I had no time to do anything).

Ok. Am off to my tub full of dead sea salt water and then into the kitchen to make some Indian Madras Curry (it’s a stew, very strongly seasoned with cumin, ginger, coriander, garlic, curry, etc.) Very good eating for this crappy wet winter weather.

Real Chicken Soup

Ok. Here’s the soup. Jen and I talked about broth last weekend, seems she had been somewhere and they had a really great broth so we talked about my chicken soup.

Here’s what you need:

1 chicken (do yourself a favor and use a broiler, not a soup chicken – the broiler is juicier and has more meat)

a few carrots

a few leeks

two onions

a parsnip (looks like a carrot but is white)


fresh parsley (comes into the soup just prior to serving)

put a bit of water (2 inches) into a large pot. Thoroughly wash the chicken, inside and out, and place it in the pot. Chop all other ingredients except parsley and add. Cook for about 1 hour.

Remove the chicken from the pot and let cool. Separate meat from the bones, add the meat to the soup, add canned chicken broth or broth cubes and water to taste (a lot of water or broth – usually 4 – 6 cups).

Bring to a boil, remove from heat, add chopped parsley and serve with soup noodles.


It’s a great eat if the weather is cold, or when you are sick, left overs can be frozen without a problem.

Let me know how it turns out if you decide to make it!


Well, I stopped posting at Thanksgiving (and some people have been complaining, rightly so) and am starting again at the beginning of the new year.

As most of you know, I have been working tons of overtime ever since the company moved its offices on November 28. I just didn’t have the time or the inspiration to do anything here.

HOWEVER; having managed to also get my PC again purring like a kitten by taking the extra time during the holidays to reformat and reinstall everything, I promise to be here more often.

Lost all of my old mails however.

I backed up the mail program, but when I reinstalled it, I got emails up to April 2003 and nothing after that – there is a bunch of good stuff which got lost, but will make its way back to me, I am sure.

Oh well, tit for tat.

The quality of the picture above is not so good ’cause I took it with my phone on Christmas Eve to be able to send it to Mom per email instantly (which I did).

Für alle die dabei waren, Abzüge der Weihnachtsfotos sind fertig und werden jedem per Post geschickt!

Oh yeah – anyone out there know how to read complicated crochet patterns? Mom discovered a pattern for an afghan in a magazine and sent me the pattern and the yarn.

If anyone is up on this stuff, perhaps Laura, drop me a line. The folks at the crochet forum at about.com weren’t able to help me either.

Will probably end up making it in normal granny squares.