I’m having one of those days where you get hungry but have no idea what to eat. Then I think maybe I can’t figure out what to eat because I’m not really hungry. Then I decide I am really hungry when my hands start to shake. Then I drink soda and the whole cycle starts again. Ok, I actually do know I could go in for some king crab, but that’s not in the cards right now. I need to convince my body to have more affordable desires.

Woa!! Shari’s Berries look so delicious that I’m now hungry. I just saw the picture they have on their facebook page and what I was expecting before I clicked was more like a farmer’s market sight. Instead, I say dipped berried worthy of a family gathering at Christmas. Sharis Berries discount codes are also available making them more affordable for those of us on a budget. Indulge!

The kids are on a quest to find lunch. Somewhere behind the leftover cookies and the as yet uneaten candy and around the corner from the unfinished buffet dish we took to grandpa’s there is some peanut butter and jelly. The simple tastes of kids amaze me. Here I want crap legs for lunch and they want peanut butter and jelly. Or maybe a microwaved hot dog.

I’ll finish up the candy, they can have the PB&J.

Here’s a recap of the dream I had the other night.

I was having an actual throw down with Bobby Flay.  He was chasing me through a grocery store, intent on killing me.  I ran into the wine section and grabbed a bottle off the shelf.  I tried to break it on the shelf so I would have a jagged edged weapon to use in the coming battle.

Too bad I couldn’t get it to break.

Bobby Flay caught up to me, saw what I was doing and tried to do the same thing — with the same results.

In the final moments of this weird foray into my own mind, I grabbed his bottle and, with one bottle in each hand, began to beat his head with the wine bottles.

THE END

There’s afire aburnin’ an the ol’ west.

But it’s supposed to be quenched tonight when it rains. No more 115 degree days when the dog days of summer should be done with by now. No more running the a/c at 70 just to get the place to cool down to 90. No more sweating more when I get into the pool which is a make-you-want-to-throw-up-it’s-so-hot 95 degrees.

At least not until the weekend.

I’ll put this post in a special category.

A bowl of Doritos, a home made chocolate chip cookie and a nice tall glass of skim milk (which makes this snack healthy).  Yum yum.  Of course I’ve only done this because I exercised this morning.  And the skim milk in combination with the exercise make it so I think that I’m ok to eat the bad stuff.  Only time (and tomorrow’s weigh in) will tell.

Weight loss drinks are all the rage but they’re something I really don’t understand. I’ve tried filling up on liquids just to feel full and I don’t think it’s working for me. Sure the drinks I’m using are Coca Cola, Mountain Dew and Sunkist (which my husband recently toled me has the highest sugar content of all the great classic sodas out there) but you’d think 2 liters of soda would keep me from eating half a [izza in one sitting. I just have a very stretchy stomach.

Is it ironic, or even interesting that I like spam comments and I also like the real SPAM stuff?

It’s time like these (after 25% of a pizza, partial bag of chips, partial bag of crackers, several cups of milk and a brownie) that I wish for a magic slimming pill. Really I just need to digest this stuff faster. I don’t like the felling of fullness and boredom that it gives me. Ok that’s weird I know but it’s also true.

I guess I need some sort of counseling. Preferably brief and as magical as the aforementioned pill.

Sometimes there are webpages that you happen across that just make your day. If you’ve ever wanted to make a truly unique treat to bring in to work that you know everybody will love, try this recipe for homemade Snickers. You already know that everybody likes Snickers bars, and you know that no one else will be bringing homemade Snickers to the party. You may want to test the recipe out once or twice to make sure everything turns out alright before bringing your creations to the fest.

Usually I reserve my reviews for the television shows, movies, games, and books that attempt to entertain me. Occasionally, there is something to review that rises to that level of my attention to get a review of its own.

Pepsi Max Cease Fire is not good. I mean really, really not good. I’m not really sure who is responsible for combining the flavors of lime and diet pepsi, but they need to rethink that whole plan. The worst part by far is the marketing campaign that suggests that this drink is tasty because it has a hint of lime. I think the word they were looking for was an overpowering assault of lime-ish-ness.

Pepsi, you fail.

I thought that the classic Italian meatball could not be improved upon. I mean, it’s got meat, it’s in the shape of a ball…. um, oh, it’s got garlic and oregano and stuff.

But recent advances in the culinary sciences have led me to dare the impossible. Stick a piece of mozzarella cheese inside the meatball.

The world has changed.

What wonders will we see in the amazing future. If meatballs full of cheese are possible to even the lowliest of home chefs, what culinary delights will be brought before us by the truly talented of this all too important endeavor.

Bon appetit.

Wines from around the world are becoming more and more popular as regional wineries have more and more access to international markets. Recently there has been a major influx of wines from such far flung countries as Chile, South Africa, New Zealand, and Australia. Maybe the grapes grow better upside down below the equator. Joining a monthly wine club gives you a variety of different types of wines to try everything from local California to international varieties in their wine of the month.