Requiem for the Pearl and other Ramblings
Minnie Pearl has been missing for one week. I've made peace that she has probably been eaten, because given the fact that we spoiled her rotten, why would she want to run away? Everyone has been very encouraging with little stories about kitties going missing for 2 weeks to 1 month, and I appreciate that, but given that I am not going to pin my hopes on the experiences of others, I will mourn my cat and threaten my husband with the prospect of a chihuaha named Tito. He has already said, "No." along with "You have GOT to be kidding," "Absolutely not," and my favorite, "Don't do that to me." I know that such statements are just the beginning of negotiations.
Her disappearance has cast a heavy cloud on our house this past week, and my mood was reflective of it. The Rev. and I discussed her whereabouts like two hikers discussing the terrain of a prospective climb, and unhappily for me, we could not figure out where she could have gone. I have concluded that I just can't think about it, because I will remember her little meow, her fluffy tail, and the way she would perch on the bathroom sink to watch The Rev. shave.
The Rev. decided to distract me this week by going on a budget. Between car maintenance, fixing my tooth, emissions tests for the $5 ride, and the fact that gas is $3.30 A GALLON, we have decided to tighten our belts. Well, The Rev. tightens his belt and I buy shoes. But it was only one pair and they were so cute. So, we are on a budget and I will admit I have chafed under the constraints. No more Starbucks runs, no more impulse buying of sour Jolly Ranchers, and we have instituted the rule that we will eat something until it is gone and then we will go out and buy some more. We have three jars of olives and an enormous jar of jalapenos in the fridge, but no pickles. I have eaten more chicken salad in the past week than I care to admit, and I know that tuna is on the horizon.
Does anyone have any good, cheap recipes? My Bon Appetit is nothing short of depressing.
Her disappearance has cast a heavy cloud on our house this past week, and my mood was reflective of it. The Rev. and I discussed her whereabouts like two hikers discussing the terrain of a prospective climb, and unhappily for me, we could not figure out where she could have gone. I have concluded that I just can't think about it, because I will remember her little meow, her fluffy tail, and the way she would perch on the bathroom sink to watch The Rev. shave.
The Rev. decided to distract me this week by going on a budget. Between car maintenance, fixing my tooth, emissions tests for the $5 ride, and the fact that gas is $3.30 A GALLON, we have decided to tighten our belts. Well, The Rev. tightens his belt and I buy shoes. But it was only one pair and they were so cute. So, we are on a budget and I will admit I have chafed under the constraints. No more Starbucks runs, no more impulse buying of sour Jolly Ranchers, and we have instituted the rule that we will eat something until it is gone and then we will go out and buy some more. We have three jars of olives and an enormous jar of jalapenos in the fridge, but no pickles. I have eaten more chicken salad in the past week than I care to admit, and I know that tuna is on the horizon.
Does anyone have any good, cheap recipes? My Bon Appetit is nothing short of depressing.
posted by pastorschick at
7:48 PM
1 Comments:
ok, again late with the blog, but i have been SOOO busy, at least i'm catching up! jon and i are on a "budget" too. more like he is, and i just ignore it. anyways, i have a cookbook that is really really great for being on a budget. it's called cheap, fast good! and it's got a lot of GREAT receipes for cheap. most of them tell you exactly how much the meal will cost you. i found mine at barnes and noble, but i'm sure amazon or ebay will be much cheaper. the meals are exactly meant for impressing guests, but it's great for just the 2 of you.
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