Crazy Dreams

Last night I had a dream.  A dream far less significant that Martin Luther King, Jr.'s, but a dream that is definitely weirder.

I was dreaming that I was playing dodge ball with a bunch of 4th grade black kids in catholic school uniforms, Melissa Rauch (who was afraid of stairs), and Daniel Craig.

Daniel Craig had taken some of my coins, among them:
a silver 50 cent piece
12 silver dollars
2 silver 2 dollar pieces the size of coffee saucers
an Arkansas penny -- kinda like a Canadian nickle, only copper and  not symmetrical
And...a commemorative centennial anniversary Altruis the Avenger coin the size of a deli cookie.

Also, during the game the PE teacher threw a ball so hard at one of the students that she flew into the drop bin of the snack machine that was in the gymacafetorium.  It was a bit drop bin.

I should get paid for this stuff.

Oh, and I just realized that this happened in the cafeteria at my K-3 building!  Weird.

I don't speak French or Italian.

I made this recipe up.  I'm sure there's something like it out there, but this is mine.

Nothing says "grown up" like orange soda.

Ingredients:
Lean ground meat -- I've made it with both beef and turkey
Olive oil (if needed)
Chopped onion
Garlic
Sliced Mushrooms
Worcestershire sauce
Red pepper flakes, optional
Salt and pepper to taste
Flour
Crusty bread

Directions:
Brown your meat in a pan with spices.  Add oil if needed to keep meat from sticking to the pan and burning.  Add onions and cook until softened.  Add mushrooms.  Cook until soft.  Add Worcestershire sauce.  Make a flour roux to thicken sauce.  Slice bread and toast.  Serve meat mixture over bread.

You've probably noticed there are no proportions.  I guesstimate a lot.  I like it about even parts meat, onion, and mushrooms, but you can play with it and do your own things.  If you don't have enough liquid to make sauce just add more Worcestershire sauce.  I also only had sandwich bread, so that's what I used.

Bone ah pet it!

Being an adult during tax season

Did you know that if you meet certain criteria and use the link on the MO DOR website TurboTax/Intuit (and other software providers) will do you state return for free (normally they lure you in with free Fed returns and then try to charge you for the state)?  I didn't either, but I got up this morning and happened upon that info.  Saving $14.95?  I'm all about that.  And you can pay your taxes online through the DOR too -- I owed a whopping $23.  They charged me a $0.60 convenience fee which I wasn't thrilled with, however when you realize a stamp is $0.45...

I've been known to complain about the eccentricities of the internet, but sometimes the convenience is wonderful.  I'm not saying I did this, but if one chose one could file ones taxes from the toilet...while having a caucus with the President.

And now that my taxes are filed I can file my FAFSA!  Yay!!  See the ironic exclamation marks!  See the ironic exclamation marks run!  See the ironic exclamation marks run with Dick and Jane!  See the ironic exclamation marks trip Dick and Jane!  Jerk.

Relics

Stopped by Relics today after Jazzercise and boy is there some creepy stuff in that place.  I have photos of some of it!

Tattooed eyebrows?

Do dyslexic hillbillies read this as 'Merican?

Awkward+Jetsons=kinda awesome

And the pièce de résistance...drum roll please...

On the surface it's only a little weird...until you look closer...

Creepy melted hands -- AGH!!

...or are they gang signs?

I didn't get a photo of the creepiest thing of all, a stuffed bunny with a hard plastic pig face, because it smelled too horrible for me to go anywhere near it.  Classy, Relics, classy.

Don't You Worry 'Bout a Thang, Sugar

I have just been totally wiped out this week and I think I finally figured out why.  I have not been eating enough -- weird, right?  I have been eating based on only working out (hah!) half as much as I actually am.  So hopefully with this adjustment I will be a little peppier this week.

In other pseudo-news, I've been working on a mix CD for Kristen (apparently I make good mixes -- just call me Mixmaster Maggie) and I finally finished it this afternoon.  Don't laugh.  It's serious business.  A good mix is a process that involves three important 'ination's -- imagination, rumination, and marination.  Anybody who's read any of my posts knows that, cooking excepted, slapping things together is not my M.O.

So, without further ado, below is the playlist.  I think it's the best one I've done in a long time.

Supertastic Funtime Why-Does-it-Have-to-be-Winter Mix
You Are The Best Thing, Ray LaMontagne
Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You), Kelly Clarkson
Fantasy, Mariah Carey
Brighter Than The Sun, Colbie Caillat
Don't You Worry 'Bout A Thing, Stevie Wonder
Walking on Sunshine (feat. Soweto Gospel Choir), Katrina and the Waves
Honey Bee, Blake Shelton
This Too Shall Pass, OK Go
Best for Last, Adele
I'll Take You There, The Staples Singers
We Belong, Pat Benetar
Needle and Haystack Life, Switchfoot
Waterloo, ABBA
Sweet Pea, Amos Lee
Gonna Get Over You, Sara Bareilles
We Owned the Night, Lady Antebellum
Paris (Ooh La La), Grace Potter and the Nocturnals
Don't Stop the Music, Jamie Cullum
Everybody Loves Me, OneRepublic
I Want You Back, The Civil Wars
The Waiting, Tom Petty

3ish miles at Nathaniel Green this afternoon.  It's a cold but beautiful day.  Now I need a hot shower and a nap.  Oh, and to do laundry...