Friday Freestyles

Friday!

Payday!

Glory!!

I am eating lunch now. But the shades of my mind are at half mask right now. In other words, don't expect much of ANYTHING productive on pay day.

I tend to ball 'til I fall in my mind on payday. I did that while getting ready this morning for work. I imagined ditching the paying of bills and being whisked away to some island.  I saw myself asleep on a lounge chair as the cool ocean breeze flowed through my hair.

Sigh.

Then I finished getting dressed and fed and watered the cats.I try to locate the cats before I go to work in the morning, because they like to hide out under my bed. There's nothing worse than a cat trapped all day in a bedroom.  And it's worse if they have lost their collars with bells. I can't hear them moving around. So I have had mornings where I am running around looking for cats, and I look up to see them staring down from the beams.

Sigh.  One of these days I'm gonna get them back. I was almost late for work fooling with them. Humph.

Okay. So I finished up the red pepper ketchup. Here you go.

I bought 4 ounce jars this time. I'm not all that pleased with this batch... It's not as thick and rich as I like, but it's pretty damn good.  My cubicle mate Lady M said it's the best batch I've ever made. She like that it's coarse.  I pureed it well enough. But there are little pieces of something in  there that melts in your mouth. I'm not sure what that's about. But it's good.

That next batch... I'm going to put it in a crock pot and let it simmer down for about 10 hours. I bet it will be out of this world then.

Good deed of the Week. While making cookies for the ice cream social on Wednesday, I made a dozen for my old supervisor. She called early for them.

"Did you make my cookies?"
"Yes, I have them here. But I have to draw on the bag," I wailed. "I have a meeting at 10:30. (It was already 10:20 am).
"I have a meeting, too," she said. "I will get them afterwards."

I think she wanted them right then. Maybe she wanted a snack for her meeting. But she would have to walk over to me from her office in the adjoined building. (There was no way I was going to walk way over there. We have often met halfway, though).

It only took me a couple of minutes to draw on the bag.

She likes oatmeal walnut cookies without dried fruit (raisins, cranberries) of any kind.  Seems as if she has a problems with raisins... she thinks they are flies or something. I didn't ask any questions, as I didn't want her having any unnecessary childhood memories. She sure did skip over here and pick up the cookies.

I hope the cookies made her day a happy one. 

That's it for me!

CD of the Week. So Weeknd's CD came out today.

I like it. But I wouldn't listen to him because of the drugs. And I have a clean version of the CD on my spotify. I can do without all that cussing, young man.

Good CD if you like that type of thing. I was surprised. He seems popular. That hair, though. I don't understand.

Somebody needs to explains this Hills video to me, though.



He lost me with that one.

And that hair. I don't understand. 

And maybe I don't need to.

I understand that it's payday. And I don't have to work this weekend.

And I'm going to enjoy it. On purpose.