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My petty vent:

Though I like snow, we don't need to get it all at once. A couple inches a day, maybe up to 6, would be good. I'd get my daily exercise shoveling out the driveway, and walkway. I'd go for that.

But Old Ma Nature doesn't do it like that. With this storm that's passing through, in a two day period, we were supposed to get up to 12 inches. Most reports said 10. In town, that's about what they got. But at my house, I literally have three feet of snow, all of it falling today. When I got home, thankfully, the plow hadn't come by yet. But as I said, the snow was deep, at least for my Malibu it was deep. But I was able to push through the quarter mile of snow ok. Then, I tried to turn into my driveway.

I got in, but just barely. I promptly got stuck. Now living in this country for the majority of my life I can rock a car with the best of them, and usually get myself out without having to rely on shoveling my way out. But I was pushing snow like a plow, and got high-centered besides. I got my DW and self into the house, with the stuff we bought. I made a quick stir-fry, ate, and headed outside to shovel. It took me an hour to shovel my walkway to the car. I then had to shovel the snow from around the car, and a car-length in front of it. I then had to dig out the tires, you know, remove the snow from in front and behind them, as well as to the sides. I then moved the car our of the plow's reach, and continued shoveling for another hour, for a total of three hours of shoveling. And I'm only about half done. My snowbanks are now as tall as I am.

My neighbor, directly across the street, has a daughter who got stuck pulling off of the main road and into the subdivision. He went out to get her unstuck, and headed home. They got the car moving, and got stuck again in his driveway. I offered to help, but he declined as he had a snowblower at his disposal. He used it and had his driveway cleared in about 10 minutes. Another ten minutes with a shovel and he had the care unstuck.

I purposely don't own a snowblower as I use the shoveling as exercise. But tonight, i might have succumbed had I the cash. I got my exercise tonight!:ohmy: Started at 10:00 p.m.and gave in for the night at 1:00 p.m.

I think I'm ready for bed.

Seeeeeya; Chief Longwind of the North
 
Taxlady.....do you ever sleep? How are the party preps coming along?
I usually sleep, but I won't get much, if any, tonight. Prep seems to be coming along. It's the cleaning I dread.

If, by some miracle, I have time tomorrow, I have four Ikea chairs to assemble. I didn't procrastinate on the chairs. They were out of stock and I only got the last four Thursday morning.
 
happily, this venting thread is a special place where i can go without getting yelled at for going off topic, or bothering folks unduly by the sharp turns and tangents of my mind. segueing...the other day, i bought my first ever quail eggs. while i expected them to be small, i had no idea How small...i guess i need to explain here that my groceries are being delivered to my home at this time. when i first unpacked my eggs, i couldn't help bursting into laughter at the sight! there it was, a miniature ten-pack egg carton, with these wee pint-sized speckled, freckled, cute-as-can-be quail eggs, nestled into their tiny egg-compartments.--seriously, these quail eggs are approximately the size of the godiva chocolate truffle morsels sitting nearby in their own gold boxed, partitioned, nest-compartments....
the thought of frying these little guys for my breakfast, in one of my giant jonathan swift, giant- sized frying pans, suddenly struck me as uproariously funny, ludicrous really.:) such cute, speckled little things, they needed a plan 'b'....
fast-forward to today, i have my plan: i will make a sponge cake! well, more likely it will be a sponge cupcake..:) if i can just figure out how to go about cracking their itty-bitty freckled shells, and separate their itty-bitty yolks from their itty-bitty egg whites, each into their own itty-bitty quail-egg bowls...

i'm hoping the egg whites and the egg yolks don't get mixed together, or instead of a sponge cupcake, i will be back to my out-sized frying pan, and an itty-bitty, 10 quail-egg omelet for breakfast...:)

p.s. add eggs to my shopping list. hen's eggs....
 
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happily, this venting thread is a special place where i can go without getting yelled at for going off topic, or bothering folks unduly by the sharp turns and tangents of my mind. segueing...the other day, i bought my first ever quail eggs. while i expected them to be small, i had no idea How small...i guess i need to explain here that my groceries are being delivered to my home at this time. when i first unpacked my eggs, i couldn't help bursting into laughter at the sight! there it was, a miniature ten-pack egg carton, with these wee pint-sized speckled, freckled, cute-as-can-be quail eggs, nestled into their tiny egg-compartments.--seriously, these quail eggs are approximately the size of the godiva chocolate truffle morsels sitting nearby in their own gold boxed, partitioned nest-compartments....
the thought of frying these little guys for my breakfast, in one of my giant jonathan swift, giant- sized frying pans, suddenly struck me as uproariously funny, ludicrous really. such cute, speckled little things, they needed a plan 'b'.
fast-forward to today, i have my plan. i will make a sponge cake. well, more likely it will be a sponge cupcake...if i can just figure out how to go about cracking their itty-bitty freckled shells, and separate their itty-bitty yolks from their itty-bitty egg whites, each into their own itty-bitty quail-egg bowls...

i'm hoping the egg whites and the egg yolks don't get mixed together, or instead of a sponge cupcake, i will be back to my out-sized frying pan, and an itty-bitty, 10 quail-egg omelet....:)

:ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO:

You should take a picture, Vit! Can't wait for the sponge cupcake report!
 
haha, you're right, chopper--the little guys are still sitting in my fridge, waiting for resolution....i like soft, three-minute eggs when i'm not having fried or scrambled. just trying to calculate the conversion time of a three minute hen's egg to that of my quail eggs.--let's see, should be somewhere around 10 to 15 seconds, hmmm....
 
When you begin a sentence with, "No offence meant, but..." you fully intend to offend.

:mad: Blowing off a little steam right now. I can't go into details, and it doesn't matter anyway. Just a know-it-all person I know who should think a little before opening his mouth. :glare:
 
When you begin a sentence with, "No offence meant, but..." you fully intend to offend.

:mad: Blowing off a little steam right now. I can't go into details, and it doesn't matter anyway. Just a know-it-all person I know who should think a little before opening his mouth. :glare:

I read one time that when someone says something rude to you, you should act like you didn't hear them and ask them to repeat it. Maybe they will realize how mean they sound.
 
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