Wait.....Whut ? ...Face Palm'n .

Sometimes I have to go WTF to myself on myself...seriously folks.

For example , on one of the blogs that I read everyday was a post about other things that one could make using a crockpot.

She had me at crockpot.

Now, I don't use mine as often as I would like to since there are only 2 bipeds in the house , nevertheless I like people who have the ability to color outside the lines of life and get away with it .

" Making a cake in a crockpot " .

KEWL  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bonus points = picture of a chocolate cake.

Easy peasy .

Wait.................whut ?

Even if I don't take the eggs out to warm to room temp..which almost never happens..if you are reading a recipe that uses a box cake mix and  so on...................

Why in the world would you use a crockpot to make the cake  ?

The recipe states "bake " 3 - 4 hours on high or 6 - 8 hours on low.

And the conventional oven takes 20 - 25 minutes depending on the size/format you choose .

Mixing the cake - 5 minutes . Baking time 20-25 in a conventional oven.

Total 30 minutes.

3 - 4 /6-8 hours versus 30 minutes ?

REALLY ?????????????????????????????????????????

Yep...face to palm in .....3............2...........1 .

And the dynamite goes boom.

Derp.

Ciao,
Aunty Pol

This Is What Today Has Been Like .

I am the first person that will say that I have a habit of over thinking things, especially at work. Most of the time it is beneficial  aka job retention.

Other times , " Meh ."

Case in point .

The annual Shareholders meeting is this weekend at a local Swankenda hotel. The gal who helps to ensure that the hootenanny goes smoothly was not in today as he had jury duty but she and I discussed what needed to be done to get items delivered to her home at some point today.

Fine .

I have it all lined out and then I find out that there is an additional laptop that has to go along for the ride.

Also fine.

It's locally 4:30 p.m. and I am still waiting on the laptop as a certain someone up the food chain decided to make revisions to the power point presentation .


Dude..............FFS.

You knew that this was coming up. You've had plenty of time to hammer it out.

I can't send what I aint got and I felt really bad telling gal pal that this situation was f'd up....in a completely professional way of course.

Not my monkeys....not my circus.

TGIF y'all.

Have a great weekend.

Ciao,
Aunty Pol

Ah....January.

It's been so gloomy weather wise that I thought this gif would be cheery. Besides, who am I to pass up a Janis quote ? She was a hell of a lot smarter than people gave her credit for, bad life choices aside.


I felt bad for the hubs last week . He had some time on the books at the end of the year and he could take a certain portion ....so he did.....and spent the entire week at home sick as hell. Congestion, cough achiness the whole package. So there he was with his soup while I was at work ...like I said , I felt bad..up to a point.....and then I got run down...brilliant move on my part.

Now , in my defense , I really do love the old fart, but....the coughing all night kept me up even with him being across the hall in his room.

Ok....this is how this works at Casa de Swamp..we have separate bedrooms and have for quite a long time.

WE BOTH SNORE.

There , I actually own it.

I am a light sleeper .

I can hear Gracie with out her bell and collar.

He sleeps like the dead .

In order for me to get any sleep at all, he is in the guest room...commonly known as his room. This has nothing to do with the state of our marriage thank you very much, it is simply a need to get some sleep. We both work 10 hour days and I am not a napper per se. If I can manage a nap on any given Sunday , I am overjoyed, If I go to bed too early, I wake up at 3 a.m.


Unless like tonight and most of the week I suspect, I will be crashing early.....my sinuses are in overdrive. Between the furnace because it's been cold and me being unable to sleep in an overly warm house, I am pretty much screwed . I felt bad enough Saturday to  postpone my nail/facial appointment to this coming Saturday and slept until 2:30 Saturday afternoon, re-chrashing at about 6:30.

I am not one prone to making New Year's resolutions. I ,  for myself believe that they are an exercise in self defeat. It's almost impossible for most people and by this I mean me to be consistent in drastic changes. Hella yeah , we /I mean well but after a week..two tops...I just shrug and go " F dat" . Not really the brightest thing to do but I am honest about it.

I am more at the point at the approaching age of 60 ( egad) of actively listening to what my body is saying without arguing about it with myself.

Yeah, me and the little voices in my head are a fun bunch.

Don't  be all judge-y  the above border line bad taste comment above. I was married to a paranoid schizophrenic and survived ...so yeah, I am allowed some sick humor now and then .


I'm just run down enough to realize my pillow and my water bed are calling my name.

The weather was 77 degrees today finally with some sun and then it's gonna drop down to the 40's again for a few days..which means Gracie will be po'd about no Mommy and me time on the deck and I will fight the crud.

" LONG LIVE THE FIGHTERS ! "

Ciao,
Aunty Pol .

Yes, This Pretty Much Sums It Up.

Real Life Adventures Comic Strip, January 07, 2015 on GoComics.com



Enjoy.



Ciao,

Aunty Pol