Not That Cool

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Y'all

Yep it's me. My days are exponentially busier now, and it looks like it will be this way until late this year. I just don't have the time to devote to the blog, so I am now twittering when the mood strikes me, and I'm finding it pretty fun. So if you would like to follow me on Twitter, here I am:

Not That Cool

I may start up this blog again when my life is less mental, or I may create a new "Not That Cool" blog.

So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.



Coco

Snowy Snow Day

Oh what a pretty sight when I looked out of my window this morning. The kitties were very intrigued by the falling flakes, but not enough to want to get their paws out there.

The roads in my hood were rather clear, and I zipped through the school zone since school is out.

Man to be a kid in the south. Granted, the country ice-covered roads are a good reason to close the schools in wintry weather, but the kids in my hood have it made. For serious they could go to the movies if they have transportation and the inclination. They are not homebound.

Aaaahhhh I remember the snow days of my youth. I grew up in East Meadow, New York, which is extremely similar to the post-WWII suburbia, Levittown. All of the houses were uniform in design (although the siding on each house was different) and were situated on less than a quarter acre. I had tons of neighborhood friends. If we were not tooling around on the sidewalks like a big wheel posse, we were running from lawn to lawn through sprinklers.

And that brings me to winter fun. For school to be called out on account of snow, there needed to be six inches of the white stuff already on the ground. That made for some serious winter fun. Mom would bundle us up in our snow coats and pants, and we would be turned loose on the pristine snow. We made forts, had snowball fights, and made snow angles until we could not feel our extremities.

My dog Sandy also pitched in. He was magic, because he could make white snow turn yellow. Awesome.

If it was a snowy Saturday or Sunday, Dad might be at Eisenhower Park playing football with the other Dads. He always brought a caraffe of hot chocolate with him, but when he returned we were not allowed to partake of the leftovers. Dad sometimes (as in always) fortified his hot chocolate with a spirited beverage. Mom would make us some fresh hot chocolate when were sufficiently frozen from play, and would float some marshmallows on top for good measure.

Aaaaah to be a kid on a truly snowy snow day.

Yay Marion!

Awwww yeah Marion Cotillard won an Oscar for Best Actress in La Vie En Rose. What a truly awesome movie it was. First of all, Edith Piaf was a kickass singer, and if you aren't touched by her music in some way I must deduce that you do not have a soul. La Vie En Rose also won the Oscar for Makeup. Extremely deserved y'all.




This is what Marion Cotillard looks like in real glamazon life:








Aaaaaand this is what she looked like in La Vie En Rose:

Jinkies y'all - methinks they used something a bit stronger than the Maybelline line.

The end of the movie killed - seriously. Edith/Marion performed "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien," and it haunts me to this day. It was so extremely powerful. The song is, naturally, in French, but even if you don't understand the words you can still understand what she is saying from the emotion conveyed. That is the genius of Edith Piaf my friends.

Listen to the song on You Tube, this particular link is actually from the movie. Here is a translation of the lyrics in English:

No, nothing at all,
I regret nothing at all
Not the good, nor the bad.
It is all the same.
No, nothing at all, I have no regrets about anything.
It is paid, wiped away, forgotten.
I am not concerned with the past, with my memories.
I set fire to my pains and pleasures,I don’t need them anymore.
I have wiped away my loves, and my troubles.
Swept them all away.
I am starting again from zero.

No, nothing at all, I have no regrets
Because from today, my life, my happiness, everything,
Starts with you!

Awesome. Edith Piaf was so badass.

Two Weeks

It has been two weeks since I've started taking medicine for hypothyroidism, and I must say that I'm feeling pretty darn good. My energy level has improved, my overall mood seems to be much more even, and Mr. Scale says that I have lost 4 pounds. My clothes have told me this too, because they feel ever so slightly looser.

yayayayyayayyayayya. It's not gonna be long before I can wear my pretty pretty suits again.

I go back to the doctor in early March, at which time he will probably up the dosage. If the tech takes my blood, I'm gonna make her use one of my new cool bandaids for sho.

Y'all - I cannot stress enough how thankful I am for going to the doctor. It was silly that I waited so long, because I did not realize how awful I felt until I finally didn't feel awful. If you feel out of sorts, lethargic, can't lose weight for anything, tell your doctor and get your blood tested. Life is too short not to feel good.

Undie Wishes and Tortellini Dreams

I love love love the intertubes - because of the beauty known as the Google search, I found two things that I have wanted for a long long time.


Behold:



Ever since I was a kid, I have wanted days-the-week undies. I just thought they were super fun, and I still do. I have been searching for them for years, and was even thinking of designing my own line, but alas I found these.



They even have a bow affixed to each pair that matches the color of the word. RAWK!



Here's my other find:

Happy happy happy. It is IMPOSSIBLE to find good meat tortellini here in Tennessee. I have tried many brands and have been seriously disappointed. I used to buy this brand when I lived in New York, and I just found out that Costco sells them if you order them online, and get them shipped to your business. The only problem is that Dear Husband works out of our home, so they cannot deliver there, and we cannot pick it up at the store. We have a friend that is a chef in his family restaurant, and Dear Husband thinks he can get it delivered there. I would make tortellini, but I seriously don't have the time. 10 pounds will last me forever. There is nothing better on a cold day than a steaming bowl of cappiletti (tortellini in broth) with a little parmesan sprinkled on top. NOM NOM NOM.


The intertubes are rad.

Coco's Cuisine

Coco can throw down in the kitchen y'all. I enjoy entertaining and cooking a lot, but because of my busy schedule and my level of tiredness when I get home, the cuisine that comes out of my cucina has become more simple, and I do take shortcuts.



I am not suggesting that you watch Sandra Lee. She is a minion of Satan's cook. I cannot believe that they gave that fool a show. Let us never forget the dessert debacle she called the Kwanzaa cake:





Is that not the foulest thing you have ever seen? Just don't watch that show. It is pure evil.



One of my favorite time saving meals comes from the Bertoli line of skillet dinners.






My favorite is the chicken alla vodka & farfalle, and my husband loves the chicken florentine & farfalle. These are so extremely easy to make. You open the bag, throw the contents in a skillet or the microwave, and voila you have dinner. I also like that there is a goodly amount of veggies. This is a good, quick, balanced meal for a tired Coco to prepare. The vodka pasta has asparagus (yum) and the florentine one has spinach. My husband actually licks the plate (thankfully I only serve this when we are NOT having company). Of course with any creamy pasta dish, there are calories, but a cal-fest every now and then is okay, as long as you have a healthy diet in general.

Heh I sound like I am a shill for Bertoli, but trust me I am not. They have not given me any money, but I have sure given them a lot of my grocery dollars.