Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Is Popcorn a Vegetable?
I am having popcorn for supper. Not the air popped, supposed to be good for you kind. I am having the greasy, salty, yummy kind. Well, that and carrot cake. Corn is a vegetable, carrots are also vegetables and I used fat free cream cheese in the icing. I am drinking water instead of a nice ice cold coke, which I would prefer, but some concessions have to be made in the name of good nutrition, right? I ate my free sample of Total cereal with cranberries this morning and had a salad and a very small portion of leftover lasagna for lunch. Drew is at work and I don't want to cook for just me...... That is my excuse anyway. It has been a trying day. Wall-E the wonder dog escaped between my legs through the front door. He ran like the wind, not caring at all that his freedom would be short lived and that he would be punished. I let Oscar out to see if he could help me round him up. Instead, he joined him in his romp across the field. I tried everything. I promised treats, told him I had the ball, even threw a stick. The little rascal grabbed the stick, but instead of bringing it back, he raced around me, occasionally jumping up to my thigh and using his hind legs to kick off my now very bruised thigh to soar through the air before landing and running around again. Drew was in his truck at the far end of the field and saw us. He stopped and called the dogs. Oscar took off, thinking he was going for a ride. Wall-E followed, but just as Drew reached for him, took off in the opposite direction. By then I wanted to ring his little white neck, but he belongs to my grandson.... I am always terrified that a rig will come in and be unable to see the little dogs and run over them. I know I would not be able to handle that. Drew finally chased Wall-E my way (Oscar was content to ride shotgun in the truck), but not before he smeared some kind of small animal poop all over his neck. The day went to hell in a hand basket from there. Now that I have written that old saying from my youth....... What does it mean? I mean isn't going to hell a bad thing, no matter the mode of transportation. I used to hear, "the world is going to hell in a hand basket". Would the world actually fit in a hand basket? Just how big is this hand basket? Don't know, but I would venture a guess that I have eaten a hand basket of popcorn.
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Now I want some popcorn.
Sounds perfectly nutritious to me.
And for the plastic bags, yeah I must admit probably once a month I don't use my reusable bags so that I can get some plastic ones for kitty poop-scooping. They make biodegradable cat litter out of pine that I could just take and dump in the woods, but it doesn't hold the smell AT ALL. But anyway, I figure I'm doing better than most on the plastic bag front, and that's ok with me. Something's better than nothing.
Oh, and I meant to say about the headache-- definitely sinus. I took a mucus pill (yes, it's called a mucus pill), two ibuprofen, and an aleve today, plus I cleaned out my sinuses with a neti pot and sprayed my nose with afrin. Geez, listed out like that I sound like some kind of junkie.
Sudafed makes my hair stand on end too! I get so jumpy I can't stand it.
Popcorn is dangerous, it always makes me think of that Lay's commercial... "bet ya can't eat just one". I swear, you sit down with a bowl of popcorn and next thing you know it's gone. It's as if some little naughty leprechaun came in and ate it while you were looking at the TV!
LOL! DOGS! And we love them - why??
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