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This is attempt number THREE at ordering a particular fabric from fabric.com. 



That one, specifically.  So far, each order has been cancelled due to it being out of stock.  Now it's on sale, which I hope means they have the damn stuff.  The dining room chairs could really stand to have their seats recovered.  I guess the good news is that the orders which should have had this stuff did have some adorable Alexander Henry pinups (boys AND girls), but I want my fish already, please.

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Searching for: mysql Did you mean mescal?

No, I didn't, but that sounds like a lot more fun, doesn't it?
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I've moved my journal over to Dreamwidth because LJ just isn't what it used to be. I'll be crossposting, and continuing to check LJ. DW can be joined without an invite code right now, and importing my ancient (but poorly updated) journal took about three minutes. Basically, if you were thinking about setting up an account, the time is now.

Oops

Mar. 11th, 2012 06:31 pm
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This is where I apologize in advance for having a fair bit in common with Foul Bachelorette Frog. Sorry, guys.
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I can't even manage to keep Pinterest totally clean and dedicated to well photographed recipes and inspirational quotes about weight loss.  This is why I won't touch Facebook.
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I think I just had my first bad autocorrect. The keyboard was freezing earlier, so I . . . cleared its cache (hello, 21st century!), which resulted in turning the autocorrect and vibration when touching the screen back on. So, I managed to suggest to a friend that something carnal might help with PMS, rather than carbs, which would be the more common response.

It does seem like my phone's a lot more likely to try to clean up what I type than an iPhone, so mine might assume I was talking about putting diaper rash cream on a peninsula, while iPhones apparently just turn a third of what you type into 'boner.'  I like that my normally prudish phone even chose a fairly erudite dirty word. 
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I've been doing some major Kindle binging tonight. Bear in mind that I don't actually have any dedicated ebook readers, but my phone's screen is pretty large, and it has various ebook apps, and Amazon has a ton of free downloads (if you have an American street address on your account, even if you're connecting from another country), and it'll start to make more sense. Each book you look at suggests books that other people who bought that one also bought, and it's easy to download a ton of things, much like Wikipedia browsing.

I mentioned to DB that my Wikipedia'ing often seemed to end at a common point, from a search on Image Magick leading to Sex Magick (not quite the same thing), to Jonestown somehow leading to mystical writings. Tonight's Kindle search managed to get past the usual romance offerings ('He felt his passion begin to rise'), which led to some rather neat old military manuals about sabotage and knot making, then to spiritual/mystic works, then to this, which didn't even get good reviews.  I figure that's proof that if you ever find the end of the internet, Aleister Crowley's going to be there, waiting for you.

I ended up with a fair bit of Ralph Waldo Trine and similar, more in the spiritual vein than occult, but with a few on clairvoyance, and a bunch of cookbooks.  The idea of 100 year old veg*n recipes was too appealing, and I know enough about baking to make edible food from old recipes.
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So, creationism, the idea that the Earth/universe/life/whatever, was made by God, rather than anything scientific, is fairly widespread here.  Not to the point where I'd say the majority of people believe it, but I did have someone say she was afraid of giving my son a book on science, in case if offended me.  Mainstream enough.  It's not something I'd thought much about, it seemed fairly harmless, sort of quaint, until I was looking at a little pair of pajamas, and realised that the dinosaurs on them went against creationist beliefs.  I guess they'd go against what paleontologists believe in too, since someone had managed to draw one dinosaur with four legs *and* two arms, but that's a digression. 

I'm trying to imagine being a kid or toddler without getting to learn about dinosaurs, or stars, or biology (beyond that God put people here), or, well, anything that's not in the Bible, or explainable by current scholars of said book.  I can't quite get my head around it.  People who believe that only things explainable by science they understand, or that's well documented, are valid, bother me too, but there's less danger there of taking cool knowledge away from kids.  This country gets to me sometimes.
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Still wearing the green nail polish.  I used to wear polish on my toes most of the time, but not on my fingers, because it took ages to dry, but I stopped using it entirely when I found out I was pregnant.  Apparently, in between then and now, most brands have reformulated to be less toxic, which means they dry much faster, oddly enough, so I'm back to having interesting nails.  Considering I'm also especially prone to foot injuries and black toenails with a toddler in the house, I figure I'll keep on this way for a few years at least.

Anyway, why do you care?  Because there's more amusement/awfulness in the world of cosmetics than I'd realised.  When visiting my parents, my mum and I noticed a line of Justin Bieber-inspired polishes, made by Nicole, which is basically the younger line of a high end brand.  Why would Justin Bieber want to sell nail polish at Walmart?  Because “A lot of [Justin's] songs are about making girls feel good...He sees that nail polish really makes girls feel good."  Well, thank God we've got him around, then, bringing his service to all of humanity, or 52% of it, at least.  I know I'll be buying some Bieber-polish the next time I'm feeling unloved.

If that's not your style, there's this, which I suppose just makes you look like a lonely dude.  It's not the first cosmetic color with a dirty name, but I think there's a lot more appeal to the process than the clean-up, somehow.  Still, there's a waiting list?  Really?
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I'm posting this from a Droid X. For someone who deals with tech stuff all day, this is my concession to actually, umm, living the nerd life. There's no fricking keyboard, but the touchscreen actually works
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I suspect, at some level, that how you feel about Yoko Ono probably says a lot about you as a person. 
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Wikipedia really needs to make a list of things that sound like euphemisms for masturbation but aren't.  They've got everything else.
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Today's fit of minor motivation has resulted in apple cake, apple crisp, fucked up crockpot apple cake, and the purchase of a $4 book on nutrition.  If I can keep it up, I want to make whole wheat bread, and I need to fold diapers and laundry, dry laundry, do dishes, and make up some toddler lunch boxes.  Need to remember to update this thin from time to time, too.
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Or muffins, preferably mini ones.  Tom loves these.  So did the people at work who tried them.  Feel free to use less sugar (recipe originally had 3/4 cup), or experiment with different purees.  I want to try using the mango I've got in my freezer, or applesauce.  These have got serious fiber, and no fat other than the egg yolks.

1 can (15oz 425ml) pumpkin or squash puree (if you can only find bigger cans, use half for chocolate chip pumpkin muffins, which are SO good)
2 ripe bananas (or a little more)
1 tsp vanilla
2 large eggs (I bet you could use the flax substitute here)
1/2 cup brown or white sugar
1 cup quick rolled oats
2 cups white or wholewheat flour
3/4 cup flax seed meal
3/4 flour
1.5 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp soda
1/4 tsp salt
1 tsp pumpkin pie spice (3/4 tsp cinnamon 1/4 tsp allspice)

Preheat to 350

Grease 2 loaf pans, or mini muffin tins.

Mix puree, bananas, vanilla, and eggs (brown sugar, if using).

Add flour, oats, flax, (white sugar, if using), powder, soda, and spice. 

Bake 45-50 minutes
for a loaf, less for muffins.
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I finally got around to sticking the tomatillos I got last week in the oven, and making green salsa.  I really, really like that stuff, though this batch didn't come out very hot.  The flavor seemed good and balanced, and it's easy enough to make.

Vanilla vodka in root beer is sweet, and blends in well.  You could totally get someone drunk on this before they even noticed.

I went to look up one thing and got Wikipedia'd again.  You know who has a foot fetish?  Everyone.  From my experiences with foot fetish webmasters, I'm willing to bet everyone on this list is a total asshole.  Also, I love that the second item under the related list for Natalism is Cannon Fodder.

w00t!

Jun. 20th, 2009 11:29 pm
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There were two things I wanted, both of which completely confused DB, and I've managed to get both of them.  Firstly, I wanted a sewing machine, had for years, and I finally got around to ordering one from Overstock.  $58 shipped (cheap!), and I've managed to figure out its vertical bobbin, and how to thread it.  It's pretty basic, but has a needle threader, which is cool.  I'd also wanted to try wool diaper covers, since they're supposed to be the coolest way to keep diapers from leaking, but that seemed fairly intimidating, and rather expensive.  I found a cheap one on Etsy, but put off preparing it.  You need to soak them in lanolin and a wee bit of detergent to get them ready for use, and while I have lanolin, that seemed like a lot of work.  As it turns out, it's not really.

And . . . putting those two things, plus a trip to Old Navy, together, I just pieced together a wee pair of pants from a marked-down cashmere sweater's sleeves.  I found the largest size I could in a pale blue, and now I really, really want to go back tomorrow and get more.  I should have enough left over for two basic covers like this, too.  The little pants aren't perfect, but for something where I had no pattern, and no pins, either, they're not bad.  They're soaking in lanolin-y water right now.

[livejournal.com profile] intothegray , did you try making any diapers?  You might want to checkout http://community.livejournal.com/clothdiapering/profile, http://community.livejournal.com/diy_baby/profile, and http://community.livejournal.com/diy_fluff/profile
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I play The Sims, or I did before I had Tom, anyway.  DB just got me the third game, but I haven't had a chance to do much with it.  Anyway, I used to download various objects and modifications for it.  Mostly, I'd choose items which would add some variety, or realism, so I downloaded a lot of furniture, and skins with tattoos that faded with age.  Nothing too exciting.  

A few years ago, I had a coworker who also played the game, and really, really liked it.  She also downloaded objects, but typically chose ones that would make her little faux people more attractive or appealing to her.  She'd sometimes try bonding with me by discussing the latest custom objects she'd found.  There was some mesh that features platform shoes that was better than previous, similar meshes, and a few others I've forgotten now.  And then there was Crammyboy's Penis Hack.  I think I almost spit out my coffee when she mentioned that one.  I have a bit of a problem with 'penis' and 'hack' being used together, and I'd never actually had the desire to put wangs on my sims.  I'd also never considered that having a pie menu with options like 'get hard' or 'zombie' (a flesh tone, apparently) might be a positive thing.  That conversation definitely left some scars. 

So, tonight, I ended up browsing through Sims sites, and found the red light district, I suppose.  You can download such wonders as a 'masturbation computer,' which I could sort of see as a date-altenative for low-charisma sims, or '3D modeled labia' (wha?  why?).  I think I've found the ultimate inexplicable download, though.  It's the STD Bed.  Yes, you can give your sims VD.  Why you'd want to, I'm really not sure. 

Oops

Dec. 31st, 2008 08:00 pm
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Well, I've already fucked up a bunch of New Year's superstitions by dropping and breaking a plate of waffles, and terrified T in the process.  So, to calm him down while I cleaned up, I put on music that seemed to get a positive response yesterday, and confirmed that he still likes it.  And . . . the baby likes Prince.  He's on my lap, cooing and bubbling and dancing as best he can.  How bad is that? 

Here's to the night being generally uncrappy for all!
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I don't think what the world really needed was an NKOTB reunion, but how often does the world get what it needs?  Wherever she is now, my overly heterosexual childhood best friend is probably thrilled.  This is the girl who wanted to marry all of them, and figured I was jealous because I didn't think that was too legal.  Gah.

Bento box AND diaper orders both arrived today, so I have two new diapers drying on the porch, and lunchboxes in the cupboard.  The unpictured 'cowboy stuff' print turned out to be just that; a red diaper with lassos, boots, badges, cacti, and hats on it, and those words printed, as well.  Between the label and the edge of the diaper, one word's been cut off, and just says 'ass'.  The bad-parent part of me is slightly disappointed that my son's too young to be able to find that amusing.  'Retro space travel' is a blue diaper, with cartoonish aliens, planets, and rocket ships on it.  Quite cute.  Bento order is a one-tiered and two-tiered box in four different patterns (three pastel fruit ones with dorky things printed on them, one blue with white dots), two little insulated bags, some sauce bottles, that sushi grass, little bands to hold the boxes together, and a rice mold.  Oh, and a bag of little melamine cubes, like those 'magic sponges,' but smaller and cheaper.  There's also a second of this box, because I wasn't paying attention, and bought two.  Any interest, [livejournal.com profile] nohari ?

In other mail-related news, I finally sent [livejournal.com profile] cybermule 's parcel, which is really just an envelope, with not as much in it as I'd hoped, because of the shape of the container, and no Goldfish crackers at all, for the same reason.  So, I suck at sending things out of the country, unless it's to Canada, and even then, that's just because I'm familiar with it.   So my apologies for that not being so awesome.  

No.

Sep. 4th, 2008 10:40 pm
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Erotic tea?  What the hell?  The active ingredient is fenugreek, and it does sort of make you smell like maple, but that seems like an awfully complicated way to make your love life a bit . . . different smelling?  Then again, you can also buy it in capsules cheaply enough, and I know this because I have some behind the laptop since it's a galactogogue, and I'm trying to make more milk for the little man.  No idea it had a dirtier use, even if it is a bit contrived.  Getting to that site at all, since I didn't exactly start out looking for sexy teas, just proves that the Wikipedia Effect is very real, and very dangerous. 

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