Sweet Tea, I Wish I Knew How To Quit You

Philly must be posting calorie counts now like NYC – or is it all of PA, I forget? – and the Chick-Fil-A at the airport said their Sweet Tea is 0-220 calories. (Okay, how can it be zero calories if it’s Sweet Tea, unless you don’t buy one? And how can 32 oz. of corn-syrupy-goodness be only 220 calories because you know they’re not using Sweet N’ Low or even Splenda like the Diet Lemonade?) Every New Year I say I’m going to quit drinking Sweet Tea. This year I started, and then told myself I could have it every other day, and then I started making my own again at home. Not good.

It’s been easier to quit drinking root beer. But, the other day I wanted a drink with flavor so I stopped at Wawa to get one. The whole time driving toward it, I couldn’t decide – Yes, it’s okay – No, don’t do it! – until finally I arrived and turned into the parking lot. Resigned, I turned off the car and went in. The first bad sign was that I couldn’t decide what size cup to get. 22oz.? 32 oz.? 22 with only a little ice? 32 with lots? 32 oz. is only 10 cents more, but then I’d feel obligated to finish it, and that’s more sugar. 22 oz. would be just enough to taste to satisfy the craving – which really wasn’t a craving because it was all in my head that I should get something besides water or cherry Kool Aid, not that I wanted it. Seriously, this much thought over a cup of soda? And as I’m thinking all this, my hand was going back and forth between the two stacks of cups – 22, 32, 22, 32… Finally I settled on 32 oz. with lots of ice. Whew.

The second bad sign was some water (?) was dripping out of the faucet when I pushed the root beer tab so I had to hold the cup funny to #1 not get it in the cup because I didn’t know what it was and #2 not get it all over my hand. It was like filling the cup in the cave behind a waterfall. Then I tried to make sure it tasked alright because of what I (hope) assume was the carbonated mix. It mixed good – it was right – but it didn’t taste good. It tasted bad, just like the few times I’ve had Coke or Pepsi on accident over the (nine) years since I stopped drinking them. Another sip, followed by a grimace. Then a smile – I didn’t want it. All that hesitation and indecision for nothing!

I turned around to dump it out in the soda fountain, but another customer was there. I felt dumb to dump out the whole thing, anyway, and even dumber to just stand there waiting. I almost just paid for it when I saw the trash hold in the coffee kiosk and dropped the cup in. So guilty, but it was gone, and hopefully no one saw me. I walked out, root-beer-free.

Now if only quitting Sweet Tea were so easy, I’d be corn-syrup-sugar-free.

Sweet Tea, I wish I knew how to quit you.


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Your Inner Child

Your Inner Child Is Angry
You’re not an angry person.

But when you don’t get your way, watch out.

Like a very manipulative kid, you will get what you want.
Even if it takes a little kicking and screaming.

How Is Your Inner Child?
Blogthings: Discover the Parts of Your Personality that Have Been Hiding

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‘Twas the night before Christmas

… and all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring,

Not even a mouse.

Or four foster kitties.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

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No Entiendo

I pass this house every day going to and returning from work. They built the garage last year, and it sat unfinished for the longest time. Then last summer they put an addition on the front of the house and stuccoed both buildings. It looked really nice.

And then they painted it peach.


As in coral.

It’s hideous. This is Southeastern Pennsylvania, not Florida, or the Caribbean, or even Arizona. It sticks out like a sore thumb. I don’t understand when people do a big project like this and then muff it up at the end.

No entiendo.


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Blizzard of 2009

The official reading for Bensalem: 11 inches.

It’s deep!

Sidewalk before…

Dad to the rescue! He brought his snowblower over (even though it was all done!) and made it better. Then he plowed the neighbor’s driveway and two houses’ sidewalks. (Unlike the THREE people I saw with snowblowers this morning *who actually live here* who did only their own house. Nice!)

Sidewalk after the snowblower. Much nicer!

My poor car

The Saturday before Christmas is when Santa comes around the neighborhood on the local volunteer fire truck. I heard one siren wail yesterday afternoon but never saw anything. (It takes hours for them to go around. And, it could’ve been for an emergency, but we don’t ever hear sirens with that…) This afternoon I head the siren, and it was close, so I threw on my boots and they were right out front! I don’t know why it’s so thrilling.

The Ladder Truck

And there it is, The Blizzard of 2009!

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Why People Buy Bread, Eggs and Milk before a Snowstorm

Just kidding. 😀 Though that is the big joke, that people run out to buy the ingredients to make French Toast just because they’re going to be snowed in. Are milk, bread and eggs really the most basic staples we need? Who knows.

By the way, these are Bird’s Nests, not French Toast, and they were quite yummy – and a little more worthy of reading Julie and Julia while eating. 😉 Although I am sure they do not appear in Mastering the Art of French Cooking.

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Evolution of a Blizzard

The big Nor’Easter has arrived. Let the Blizzard begin!

When we first heard about it a few days ago, it wasn’t supposed to start til tonite and even then it was only a 50/50 chance it would actually snow. By Friday the weather forecasters were calling it a sure thing. PennDOT started prepping the roads. I went to bed around midnight, and there was no snow. I woke up at 8:30 to a good dusting, maybe an inch or just a half.

8:45 a.m.
The backyard.

The flakes are little, and a lot of it is just blowing around, like what Lily is checking out here in the bay window.

10:15 a.m.
You can still see the grass but definitely less of it.

12:10 p.m.
Not as much of a difference as I would expect after two hours and a bout of bigger flakes…

Lunch. Mmmm mmm good.

1:30 p.m.
… and an hour later, the grass is covered. Still not as bad as everyone predicted. Yet.

Cars look so funny when people do this. But, it does make it possible to use the windshield wipers which is definitely good.

The snow plow has come around three times already, and the last time he looped around to get both side of the street. The last time it snowed they didn’t come around til the next day!

4:15 p.m.
The sky is more overcast. It’s also getting close to sundown (I hate that about Winter!) but it’s gray, not dark. We’ve got six inches so far.

(Yes, that’s my “Hillary for President” campaign ruler.)

5:30 p.m.
Still snowing. 6.5 inches. Snowflakes really small, almost like tiny sleet.

7:45 p.m.
Still snowing. Eight inches.

10:30 p.m.
11 inches. I think it has stopped.

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Baby Blanket

Here’s Lily cuddling up to a baby blanket I’m crocheting.

She’s really good about not playing with the yarn. She has never tried to unravel them or anything.

This blanket is for no one in particular. Every year I say I’m going to make them and sell them, but it hasn’t happened yet. (I did make a few, three I think, but didn’t do anything with them.) This pattern -Lace Crochet Baby Afghan – is so easy to make, and it goes really fast. It uses a little more than three skeins of yarn; I prefer the Red Heart multi-colors. (The only one that hasn’t worked so far is the red, white and blue one – it came out in stripes.) It’s great for doing while I watch TV except that I never remember. 😉 When I do, it can take just a week to make one.

Guess I need to add “make and sell baby blankets” to my New Year’s Resolutions again next year. Maybe this time I’ll make it. 😉

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Why recycled products will never be mainstream

Seen at Office Max:

The box on the left contains twelve ballpoint pens made from 62% post-consumer recycled plastic. They are also retractable and have a clip on them. The box on the right is just regular Bic pens.

People who are gung-ho into recycling will pay 8 bucks for 12 pens, but your average Joe Schmoe will pick up the box next to it for 2. Or go find the store brand for 99 cents. 😉

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The Dinner Guest

Is it wrong that I’m eating a packaged macaroni and powdered cheese dinner while reading about Julie Powell cooking MtAoFC lobsters? Which, by the way, I would totally become a vegetarian if I had to kill my own food. Not happening.

This is Ula the Foster Kitty trying to eat my dinner.

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