This is a recipe I found via Reddit.  The thread was here.  The actual recipe link is here.

I am posting it here so I don’t lose it, but so I can also amend some notes.  Specifically, I changed the amount of butter, and I also measured to the gram how much of a certain ingredient I used.  I prefer this to relatively meaningless quantities like “4-5 small potatoes” or “1/2 onion” which are basically subject to what size the ingredients are.  This is important for me because I use MyFitnessPal to log what I eat (yay weight-loss journey!).

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Today I went to the NJ DMV (Never will I ever call you the MVC, you are the DMV, deal with it and the negative connotation that DMV implies; you deserve it) fully expecting to get my license renewed. It’s the first Tuesday in the month of June, it’s 4:45pm, they don’t close til 7:30pm — it’ll be fine.

How wrong I was.

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Ugh. I woke up this morning, content to run a little late since I got to work half an hour early yesterday and stayed almost an hour and a half late (meaning I had nearly two hours to make up on). I took a nice long shower, I made a cup of coffee, and I strolled out of my apartment at 7:15 (normally 6:45). It was raining, but not too heavily. It was a nice morning. I thought to myself: It’s going to be a good day. I’m going to have a nice, relaxing drive in to work since I have no reason to rush. I’m going to get that project done at work. I’m going to be super productive. It’s going to be a good day.

I was so very, very wrong.

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Ornery. That’s the only way to describe how I am feeling today. Ornery is a good word. If it’s not an SAT word I’d be disappointed.  Edit: I almost missed out an a glorious opportunity: I’d be ornery if ornery wasn’t an SAT word.  I don’t know if that actually works.  I think it does.  English is weird.  Whatever.  I’ve said it, I can’t un-say it.

Today’s (the weekly post for this week) is brought to you by Mike, the Ornery bugger. It’s going to be a bunch of things that have me REALLY annoyed at the moment. Not RAGE AGAINST THE WORLD annoyed, more: come on man, use your damn brain.  I tweeted out a few of these, but I realized I should just blog it out and fill my self-imposed (currently on-schedule) blog quota for the week (for those not keeping track: the plan was to do one blog post a week for the entire year).

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