Monday, August 8, 2011

(wo)man vs. chicken wing + other random thoughts

(wo)man vs. chicken wing
Six months ago, I didn't eat chicken wings. At all. I don't like gnawing meat off a bone. But then Larry made Korean Fried Chicken. And then he made Spicy Apricot Wings. And then he made Fried Chicken Wings.

My transformation to flesh-ripping carnivore is complete.

Larry laughs so hard whenever he remembers my first taste of that Korean Fried Chicken. "You had this look in your eye. You turned into an animal!" He's been wanting to get video of me eating chicken wings ever since. And the other night when we made chicken and waffles for dinner, he snapped the pic above.

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Speaking of chicken and waffles, have you ever tasted this southern delicacy? I hadn't until the other night. Breakfast food and fried chicken sounded like an odd combination. Breakfast food and fried chicken are an awesome combination! Is there any better comfort food than a homemade waffle? Is there any better comfort food than fried chicken? Try them together!

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I am so sick of editing photos! Seriously, after last week's post, I never want to edit another photo ever again. That project took me almost an entire day, and I now have screenburn on my monitor from working in PhotoShop for so long. Come to think of it, I don't want to sit at a computer ever again.

Why am I sitting in front of a computer?!

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However, that was a really fun project, and reminded me that in seventh grade I considered photojournalism as a career. I'd probably need more interesting subject matter than me with bedhead and eating waffles for dinner (seriously, isn't breakfast for dinner the best?), to make that work, though.

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When Larry saw the beer photobomb picture, he said "This is awesome!" We laughed so hard at the fact that the beer bottle was perfectly aligned with my body. (He wasn't looking through the viewfinder when the picture was taken, so it was a total accident.)

Me: That's your idea of the perfect woman! A beer bottle with arms!
Larry: And boobs!

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Yes, I did buy a trampoline because I had so much fun jumping on the bed the other week. Great exercise and so fun. I'll try not to break my foot.

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Last week, I was walking around the house, looked down, and saw this:
fail
FAIL.

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Then over the weekend, I looked down and saw this:
fail, part 2
Double FAIL! Not only are they two different colors, but ONE OF THEM IS ON THE WRONG FOOT. I need to get a clue. Or own fewer flip flops.

Now who wants to see some more pictures of my feet???

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Last month, I was nearly run off the road by a minivan with the license plate GDZ REAL. I sincerely hope this means Godzilla's real. Otherwise, stay in your freaking lane - I don't want to find out today!

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Larry went upstairs to do laundry. Half an hour later, I discovered this:
doing the laundry. supposedly.

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These dogs want to be wherever Larry is, doing whatever Larry is doing. A couple weeks ago, we moved my studio. Larry was assembling furniture for me. With two helpers supervisors.
helpers

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Did you know that coonhounds can smell through floors?! Well, they can, and evidently, we have a tasty critter living under our house. Banjo has been in a frenzy the past few days, digging into our hardwoods...

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Speaking of Banjo, he's eaten two cicadas in the past week. Crunchy.

If that wasn't gross enough, the second cicada he crunched was emerging from some sort of pupa. (Did you really just click on that link? Sorry about that!) I think the phrase cicada pupa has now trumped the phrase gelatinous mass as the two most disgusting words in the English language. Actually, cicada pupae is even worse...that means there is more than one of them. Shudder. Gag.

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Our dogs are not the type to share their beds. Or exhibit affection for each other. However, over the past month, Gravy has been stealing Banjo's bed whenever he has the chance. Whenever I can't find him, he always turns up in Banjo's bed. Poor Banjo doesn't know what to do (he won't sleep in Gravy's bed), so he's been hiding in the closet.

Then the other night, Banjo went to put himself to bed and Gravy was in there...so he went in there, too.
there's someone in my bed!
There's something in my bed!

there's someone in my bed!
Whatever, Banjo. I sleep wherever I want!

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Larry: What would you do if there was a snake in our house?
Me: I would leave.

Duh. Isn't that the obvious answer?

1 comment:

ana said...

oh man oh man. i laughed out loud all over this post. larry and the dogs passed out is hilarious.

& i am a big time chicken & waffle fan. :) yums