Every SINGLE time I type the word Friday, I type it Firday, and then I have to go back and fix it.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Just a little La Vida Dulce trivia for y'all on this fine Firday.
Actually, these are pictures of how foggy and wet it is right now.
Its actually more foggy than the picture shows.
The sun hasn't shown here in over three days and this desert girl needs some rays!
I am not really complaining as much as I am, well, complaining.
So I'll stop.
Today is a big day.
I will shop at the one store that I love/hate, for the last time this year: Walmart.
Seriously, unless I am shopping with a friend at eleven o'clock at night because I have run out of a gallon of milk (and The Mister needs a new box of un-frosted strawberry Pop-Tarts) I generally avoid this place. As if it carried the plague.
Although, now that I think about it, it probably does carry the plague.
But as least its cheap plague.
Speaking of strawberry Pop-Tarts. Last week, around three in the afternoon I needed a snack. Normally I would grab a granola bar and a cup of decaf, but alas, the granola bars were gone. Not being a fan of snacks that require too much effort I decided to try a Pop-Tart.
Now, if you are a fan of the Pop-Tart, please don't take this personally, but YUCK! I was forced to pull out the toaster and warm it up, which did absolutely NOTHING for the taste. I tried really hard to like it, but in the end I had to throw three-quarters of it away.
And speaking of yuck, while shopping with a friend last week I came across a box of chocolate covered cherries. At .99 for a box of twenty, I picked one up. My friend wrinkle up her nose. She doesn't care for chocolate cherries.
Turns out, neither do I. Every year I buy those things, and every year I eat one and wonder why I thought I liked them. Next year, do me favor, and remind me that I'm not a fan. Does anyone want 19 chocolate covered cherries?
I am going to do my baking today. I also decided at the last minute to make Chex Mix and Ranch pretzels (requested by The Girl) hence the run to that dreaded store, with children, on the Firday before Christmas.
However, I am looking forward to getting this errand finished so I can come home, put on another pot of coffee and bake the day away.
Speaking of coffee...The festivities of Christmas can officially begin because I have ordered this.
Actually, I ordered two pounds in decaf and two fully-loaded. Its a little Christmas gift to myself. Which I normally don't do.
But, since The Mister and I are planning few rather large projects on the house in the new year, we agreed not to give each other a gift this year .
This is hilarious because I happen to know that he got a gift for me, after our agreement. He tried to tell me that if a package came from a certain store, it was for him. This from a man who hasn't really shopped for himself (without me encouraging him to do so) in 13 years.
He thinks he's being all sneaky, but I'm wise to his ways. He's cute and all, but he's not very good at being sneaky.
It's just as well that he got a gift for me, because I totally bought one for him. It's not anything special, just a little something he needs.
Of course, I'm actually quite proud of myself, because when it comes to gifts, I'm not the most discreet person either. I like giving gifts, so its hard for me to be silent.
But I was talking about coffee wasn't I? For those of you who don't know why the blog is named La Vida Dulce, it was name of my fave coffee while living in North Texas. But it was discontinued (oh! the shame!)
The fine people at H-E-B swore that it was packaged under the new name, Taste of Austin, and you know, its close. Very, very, close. If you happen to live in a place where they have an H-E-B or a Central Market go get your self a cup, it's delish.
All right, this post is getting long, and suddenly I have a sneaking suspicion its turned into a reason to stay at home, out of the dreary fog. I must stop typing (read: procrastinating) and go to the store.