Saturday Morning

The scene this morning:

Bed is made, I'm dressed and sitting at the computer with coffee, Keith appears to be getting dressed.

Keith: I need to get going.
Me: going where?
Keith: I just need to get motivated and get something done today.

AS HE IS CLIMBING BACK INTO THE FRESHLY MADE BED!

We did just get back from the grocery store, which is one of my least favorite things to do and something I really should do by myself but let (make) Keith come along so that he can pick out his favorites. Picking out his favorites always results in a bunch of food that won't get eaten and/or will be thrown out after it rots or sit in the back of the cupboard for a few years.

Case in point:
Last week he bought a box of those little clementine tangerine things. This week he is looking at the clementines at Vons and says 'didn't we buy a box of these last week?' 'Um, yeah, but I don't know what you did with them, I don't remember seeing them in the refrigerator.'
So, we check the fridge when we get home today and no long lost box of clementines. We have no idea what happened to them. Left in the shopping cart maybe?

I think we need to get more organized, but then I say the same thing every week and it hasn't happened yet...

Blech

It must be something about getting older but it seems like whatever I eat gives me indigestion and/or gas. Everything. Today I had yogurt and peanut butter toast for lunch. I feel terrible. And it wasn't even that yogurt that helps you go poop that I ate-you know, the one that Jaime Lee Curtis does the interviews with previously constipated people about. Now tell me YOUR story. Well, Jaime, I was always 'not so regular' until I started eating this yogurt and now, well, everything just whooshes right out of me!

Now, that yogurt would probably give you indigestion and gas because of all of the regularity inducing enzymes or whatever is in there that helps you go poop, but my yogurt was just regular yogurt, albeit the 'light' yogurt with the fake sugar in it. Hey, that's probably what gives me the indigestion right there, the fake sweetener stuff. Okay, mystery solved.

Either that, or it's just a symptom of being middle aged and your stomach and innards are tired of being mistreated for so many years and now all they want is plain oatmeal and dry toast and maybe a banana here and there.

Oh, and here are some cute kitty photos (or at least I think they are cute, it's probably like when people show you pictures of their kids and you just have to smile and nod and go 'oh how cute'.



Mimi and Bear were laying in the sun and Bear was taking care of 'her baby'.

And here's Buddy sound asleep on top of the shelves.

Agressive Marketing?

Or just plain annoying?

Phone rings today at about 4:30 pm. Hello?

Cue recorded phone call:

Hi, this is blah blah blah calling to remind you about Payless Shoe's BOGO sale going on right now!!!

Huh? What the...

I'm guessing that Payless is having a hard time selling those shoes these days and has resorted to cheap telephone calls as opposed to advertising on TV or in newspapers. Come to think of it, I can't remember the last time I saw a Payless ad on TV, can you?

Well, sorry, Payless, I'm not in the market for cheap shoes right now and if I were I don't think I'd shop at your store simply because you CALLED ME AT HOME!!!

What Day Is It?

Do you ever wake up and have to actually think about what day of the week it is? They all just kind of melt together because they're all just kind of the same? I think it's Wednesday but I'm not sure about that.

I got something almost too good to be true in the mail yesterday. I had been storing a bunch of ink cartridges from my printer because I was too lazy to take them wherever to be recycled. My old printer had refill ink that came with little pre-paid envelopes to send them back but when it died and I replaced it with a new and better printer the ink didn't have those little envelopes so I just threw them into plastic bags and into a drawer. Well, a few months ago I finally packed them all up and took them to Office Depot looking for a recycle bin. But, if you take them to Office Depot and get one of their 'rewards' cards I was told that I'd get a gift card for money back on them, but I couldn't bring more than 5 cartridges a day in. So, over the course of a few weeks, I brought my ink in 5 at a time, and then kind of forgot about the promised rewards.

And, son of a gun, in the mail comes a gift card for Office Depot for over $70.00!! I'm looking at this gift card just thinking 'is this really worth what it says and there's no other catch to it?' I'm going to go over there today and stock up on some ink and see if the card really works. Too bad they don't sell groceries at Office Depot!

And on another topic, I've always heard that cats will watch TV and you can even buy videos for your cats to watch when they're bored. However, I had never observed any of our six watching TV, except for the one time when a cat on TV was meowing really loud and Lucy kind of freaked out looking for the meowing cat in the house, but the other night Buddy actually laid beside me and watched TV with me. There was nothing on TV worth watching (what a surprise) so I had put in one of the BBC's Planet Earth DVD's and Buddy was watching the animals. I was kind of afraid that he might leap at the TV, but he was very good and just sat there and watched for about 15 minutes until he got bored. If you've never seen it, the Planet Earth series has the most amazing nature cinematography I've ever seen. A great boxed set and well worth the $60.00 or so that it costs. Hmmm, wonder if they got an Oscar for it?

Another Exciting Weekend in Recession Land

Yawn.

We splurged and walked over to IHOP for breakfast yesterday morning. We had to find an umbrella first because it was cloudy and sprinkly and we figured if we didn't find an umbrella it would start pouring, better safe than sopping wet. Everybody else in town decided to go to IHOP for breakfast too, that place was packed and we waited for about 15 minutes. Usually we wouldn't wait that long for a mediocre breakfast, but since we made the effort to walk instead of drive over there, we'd wait.

The one thing that I do like about IHOP breakfast (besides the pancakes) is the carafe of coffee that they bring to your table. Smart. You never have to wave your coffee cup hoping that someone will run over with the coffee pot and the waitresses don't have to waste their time getting everyone more coffee. I was also impressed with how fast our food got to our table considering how busy they were.

The rest of the day was spent just messing around, Keith out in the garage, me in the workroom. Then after dinner, the TV went on. I'd forgotten that it was Oscar night, not that I really care who wins what, so Keith flipped back and forth from the Oscars to Dateline. Was anyone surprised that Heath Ledger got the Oscar? No? OF COURSE the dead guy always gets the Oscar!

Does anyone remember who got Oscars last year? No? Me either, and who really cares?

Hamburger not such a Big Help

When Hamburger Helper first came out I seem to remember it actually tasting kind of good, kind of like the mac and cheese comfort food kind of good. I hadn't made Hamburger Helper in years but have been craving it for some reason (maybe my body is telling me it needs extra preservatives and chemicals or something), so I bought some Hamburger Helper in the potato stroganoff flavor and the cheesy hash brown whatever it's called flavor. A few weeks ago we had the potato stroganoff one and I should have been clued in right then and there that Hamburger Helper just ain't what it used to be. The potatoes were still kind of hard and the sauce runny, but it was edible. Just barely edible.

So last night, in my extremely lazy state, I decided to give the cheesy hash brown flavor a try. If I had only NOT put the cheesy sauce on top we might have been able to eat it. I don't know who was working in their test kitchen the day that they decided putting a neon orange fake cheese sauce that tastes absolutely vile on top of the whole mess was something that the public might like to eat, but that cheese sauce was the absolute nastiest. When you take one bite of your economy dinner and throw the whole mess into the trash can, something is wrong there. Ugh.

The conversation went like this:

'this stuff is really nasty!'
'I've never tasted anything so bad!'
'you mean poor people have to eat this all the time?'
'yeah, and they can't even afford to add the hamburger to it!'

Ugh and double ugh! Don't try this at home!

Morning

Mimi looks like she is saying a prayer here, maybe praying to the god of all things kitty for some fresh catnip?


And, in this deepening recession (depression), if you are trying to save money on the essentials like COFFEE we found this at Target (or Tar-jay as we continental types like to call it).


$2.99 a can as opposed to 10.99 a bag for the gourmet starbucks type coffees. And, you know what? It tastes JUST AS GOOD IF NOT BETTER than the 10.99 coffee. Tar-jay, here we come!

What else is going on? Ummm...not much of anything, just trying to keep our heads above water and the bills paid and the kitties fed and happy. Buddy actually slept on my legs for a little while the other night while we were watching TV, he never curls up on me and it hurts my feelings sometimes. After all, Bud, I'm the one that makes sure you GET fed and you have a clean litter box, you can come lay on my lap every once in a while, it won't kill you!

Oh, we did have rain again this week, but now the sun is back out, the air is clean and fresh, and it's a nice day today.

Eeek a Mouse!

This morning I staggered into the bathroom and found a mouse in the toilet. No, not a real mouse, but one of Buddy's favorite fuzzy jingly mouse toys, floating in the toilet. The toilet that hadn't been flushed yet, as in 'if it's yellow, let it mellow' not flushed. At first glance I thought that it was something that does belong in the toilet and was trying to remember what we had eaten for dinner, since it was neon orange in color.

At second glance, I realized it was Buddy's mouse.

I debated as to whether to try to flush it down, but didn't want to clog up the toilet with a fuzzy mouse (try explaining that to the plumber you'll have to call to fix the toilet) so I very gingerly picked it up by the tail and tossed it into the trash. I guess if I had been more awake I would have gotten the tongs to rescue the mouse, but I just reached in there and got it out with a little 'ugh' shudder. (Yes, I washed my hands after, at least I think I did, it was first thing in the morning after all, and I wasn't very alert yet.)

This is the same fuzzy mouse that I've found in the water dish about three times. Do they think it's not clean enough or dead enough and they've been trying to drown it? Since I kept rescuing it from the water dish, did they think they'd better go for a bigger body of water to drown that mouse once and for all? Who knows what goes through the minds of these silly cats.

Hungry Hungry Kitties

This morning I slept in until 7:30 and as soon as I opened the bedroom door, there was a stampede of kitties running into the bedroom, turning around as soon as they realized that we weren't hoarding food in there, then following me down to the kitchen. Feed us, feed us, we are STARVING!!

They were indeed starving, the dry food bowls were totally empty, so I started filling those up, then got out the canned food and started filling up those bowls. Crunch crunch, slurp, slurp. It's really rare to see all six cats eating together, no 'mom, he's looking at me', or 'I don't like this', or 'do I HAVE to eat this?'. Even shy Harri jumped up on the counter for her bowl. She usually waits until everyone else has eaten and then slinks in to see what's left. I sometimes try to feed her in a separate room because she is just so fearful and timid, but usually one of the other cats comes in to see what's in Harri's bowl, thinking she's got something special.

So, everybody ate while I made the coffee, then all went to their respective corners for their after breakfast nap, since that eating thing is so exhausting, don't you know.

Then, it was time for a little vacuuming and cat box cleaning. If I'm really bored I just drag the vacuum behind me around the house so that I can watch the cats run away from the big black sucking monster thing. (Not really, I usually gently carry them out of whatever room I'm going to vacuum so they don't freak out.)

Keith slept late, so now he's making me some breakfast (he makes a mean omelette, something that I really really don't enjoy attempting), so in a few minutes we'll have a nice breakfast in a freshly vacuumed house, with content fat well fed kitties at our feet.

You've Been Summoned

Keith got a jury duty summons in the mail the other day. Of course, he forgot to ask at work whether they pay for jury duty or not, if not then he can be excused due to 'extreme financial hardship'. They need to put a box asking to be excused 'because you just don't give a crap about criminals anymore.'

I used to be a pretty liberal person who believed in justice for all and due process and all that, but since living in this city where crime is so prevalent and murders and shootings happen on a daily basis, my liberal views on giving everyone a chance have become quite narrow. Stick them all in jail and don't let them out again.

But, our jails have become so overcrowded and the state budget so depleted that we're going to be giving 'non-violent' criminals a bunch of get out of jail free cards. Some court somewhere has decided that the overcrowding in the jails is cruel and unusual punishment so these jails are going to have to let criminals out early to relieve the overcrowding, and since the state can't pay for all of these criminals anyway, even un-overcrowded jails will be letting criminals out early to save money.

What a concept! Let thousands and thousands of criminals out of jail into a state that has no jobs for them and can't pay for parole officers to keep track of what they are doing once they get out of jail. As it's been argued, these criminals can now go back to their lives of crime and won't have to worry about being put back in jail, since there's no room for them in the first place.

So, what's the point of serving on a jury if there's no place to put the person charged with the crime if they are found guilty? Sounds like a time and money waster to me.

I have this feeling that it's hard to find people in these parts who are qualified to serve on a jury since you seem to get summoned every 2 years or so here. I know I've been summoned twice, the first time I called the auto number each night and never did have to actually go in, the second time I was excused since I'm self employed, and I think this is Keith's second time, his first time he was excused because his job didn't pay for jury duty. Even stepdaughter Kelly has been called twice, and she hasn't lived in Kern County in over two years. We send her the summons and she sends it back to them with her Nevada address on it, saying she doesn't live in the county anymore. This last one she got they sent back to us wanting more proof, as in a copy of her Nevada ID or a utility bill that shows her address. I wonder what they would have done if I had just sent the summons back to them marked 'not at this address'. Put out a warrant for her? Googled her to see where she is?

Anyway, I just don't have much faith in the judicial system anymore, and yes, I've done my time on juries, back when I really felt that it was my civic duty to be a fair and impartial juror. My last jury service managed to waste an entire day of sitting in the jury room until about 3pm when we were all checking our watches thinking we'd be excused soon and they rounded us all up to go to a courtroom. Another time I got onto a jury only to have the case settled out of court the next morning after the accused realized 'hey, I think they mean business here, and I'll be convicted anyway, so I might as well cop a plea.' These days I just don't care that much about criminals getting a fair trial as I used to, there are just so many of them out there.

Male Bonding

I guess it's a boy thing. Buddy just loves Keith and has to have his bonding and cuddling time each day. Either that or it's a funky boy smell thing.

And, in other news, our neighbors across the street moved out and left their cat behind. It's not like these people couldn't afford to take the cat with them, they have two little house dogs that went with them, and they drive new cars, took a vacation to Hawaii last year, and the new house they are renting is ON A GOLF COURSE! But, no, I watched them move, come back for more loads, come back again a week or so later, come back again to clean out the garage, and each time the cat was still wandering around outside after they left. Keith even confronted the man last time he was here and was told that 'oh, yeah, my wife's going to come get the cat.'

Nope, the Mrs never did come to get this poor confused animal who's wondering what happened to her humans and continually goes to the front door hoping someone will let her in. Keith's been taking food over for her and the neighbor next door to the now empty house also feeds strays in his back yard.

It's a cute little orange kitty, about 8 or 9 months old, small (and skinny now), with a tail that looks like it got broken, she's got this strange bend about 3" from the end of her tail. Of course, Mr. Softy Keith wants to keep her, but we can barely afford to feed the six we have these days, much less disrupt their lives by adding another cat to the mix. Outdoor cats also usually have worms and other parasites that we don't want our cats to get. So, sorry, Keith, no more kitties. We can't save them all.

The Weatherman

Well, actually the weatherwoman. Was actually correct in her prediction yesterday. Rain. I never believe the weather reports until I see the rain falling with my own eyes. Too many times we've been promised the 'storm of the century' and seen nothing more than a few sprinkles.

But, yesterday we got quite a bit of rain for these parts, and we actually had snow in some parts of the county. The little town of Taft, which is nestled against the foothills, had snow on the ground and the news showed cashiers from a discount store out playing in the parking lot. McKittrick also had snow on the ground, and like the woman they interviewed on the news said, usually all you see in McKittrick is dirt so it was nice to see snow. I've been to McKittrick and she's right, it's just dirt and oil fields, not much to look at in that little town. The most interesting thing in that town is the 'Penny Bar' that's in the old hotel there. The entire bar is covered in pennies-the floor, bar, walls, even the TV is entirely covered in penny mosaics. It's one of those way off the roadside attractions that you could probably live your whole life without seeing, but if you ever find yourself out in the middle of nowhere in McKittrick, be sure to stop on by.

Other than a little rain, not much happening around here, I woke up early this morning and couldn't get back to sleep, so maybe I'll get some cleaning or something else constructive done today.

What I'm Working On

There are so many cool collage sheets with so many cool images on them that I find it hard to resist buying them. So I haven't. Resisted buying them. The best part is that you get them almost instantly because they are sent to you by email, and you can save the collage sheet and use them over and over again. So, I'm trying out these collage sheets on wood pendants, similar to the ever popular scrabble tile pendants, only bigger. I also have some plastic game tiles that are the same size as the scrabble tiles that I'm using for pendants.

However, scrabble tile pendants are a dime a dozen these days, with entire shops devoted to scrabble tiles and those shops selling at rock bottom prices. How to put a spin on the pendants so that they won't just blend right in with the other 200,000 scrabble tile pendants on etsy?

Solder around them!



This way I can add a charm at the bottom of the pendant, and also don't have to use those expensive pendant bails (about 50c each) that everyone else uses.



I don't like using resin to seal these, it's just too messy and also the fumes are very toxic and you're supposed to work outside or whatever. I've had no luck at all the few times I've tried the resin and have either ruined the pendant because I touched it too soon or didn't get all the bubbles out, or have gotten the resin in places that it shouldn't be, like the arm of my sweater. I'm using diamond glaze, which has its own issues with bubbles, but at least I don't have to use it outside! I've tossed quite a few pieces in the trash because of the bubbles, but I'll keep trying.

I'm also trying my luck with domino pendants, again, soldering around these, no charms though, the pendants are pretty big without any extra stuff on them.



One of the collage sheets I got is this one of the Mexican loteria images, sized just right for dominos. Again, I've had to toss a few because of the unpopped bubbles, but I got a whole box of these dominos for cheap cheap cheap over at Target.

So, that's what I've been doing the past few days.

How NOT To Photograph Earrings for Sale

I saw this listing on shophandmade yesterday. Well, actually this seller's entire shop. This is a lesson in how not to photograph your earrings, at least if you want someone to actually consider buying your earrings.



Do not under any circumstances photograph your earrings hanging from a plastic tub that you keep your beads in. It just looks tacky and lazy. You must have a coffee mug or bowl or something else you could hang your earrings from. Or just lay them on a piece of colored paper, if you don't have a single glass or coffee cup in your house. This looks like you just grabbed the first thing on your workbench because you were too lazy to go into the kitchen and find something else. I know people are used to seeing lazy blurry photos on sites such as Ebay, but if you want to sell handcrafts, you've got to take a better picture.

In other topics, I had the most bizarre dream last night, which included dead bodies, dead bodies turning into vampires and zombies, a college campus, trying to find something to eat in a cafeteria at the college campus, a craft show on the college campus, forgetting where we parked on the college campus, and a ring that turned into a tiny TV screen and had strange 3D evil things coming out of it. The plot of the dream was something to do with a final battle with evil and also included people from my high school. High school was about 35 years ago, I don't know why these people were turning up in my creepy strange dream.

We are also having strange weather here. While the rest of the country has been freezing under ice and snow, we've had record high temps, yesterday the high was 85. Today, it's really windy and we're supposed to get some rain. I never believe the forecast until I actually feel some raindrops. We've been promised rain before and all we get is the equivalent of a five year old with a squirt gun.

This Job is Killing Me

When I worked in an office, I always had this tiny fear at the back of my mind that I might suddenly drop dead at work (how embarrassing that would be, especially considering the part about losing control of your bodily functions when you die) and would anyone notice that I was dead or if they did, would they just be pissed off that I didn't get my work finished first and now they'd have to do it, which would totally ruin their day.

So, today I see this on criggo.com:



I'm going to assume that this office was kept as cold as the one I used to work at, and that's why nobody noticed any strange smells coming from his cubicle, his body must have been preserved by the cold air blowing down on him from the air conditioners that were constantly set at just above freezing.

And, I also wonder that nobody noticed that this man had not moved in five days, not even to get a cup of coffee or go to the bathroom, because in every office there is the office cop that keeps track of how many times you get up from your desk and how long you are gone for.

This would be a great plot for an episode of The Office. Toby dies at his desk and nobody notices.

And, now, how to drive your cats even nuttier than usual:

1: Get out the broom and the swiffer mop.
2: Go into the bathroom to sweep and mop.
3: Shut the bathroom doors (our bathroom is one of those long narrow ones with doors on each end.)
4: Sweep and mop the bathroom floor WITH THE DOORS SHUT!
5: Open the bathroom doors and find cats at each door frantic because THEY COULDN'T SEE WHAT YOU WERE DOING IN THERE AND IT'S DRIVING THEM CRAZY!

Works every time.

Shophandmade-a review

So, I've been trying out the new site for handmade, shophandmade. It's sponsored by the online sites addictedtorubberstamps, addictedtoscrapbooking, and addictedtocrafts, and if you allow them to put a little ad on the bottom of your listings, the listing fees are free or reduced, the normal listing fee is 25c. When I first started with this site, I chose the 25c listing fees, but never got a bill from them and never paid them anything. Now, I'm going with the free listings. You can also choose what percentage you want to pay them if your listing sells, anywhere from 0 to 100% of your purchase price. I have had a few things sell there but, again, have never gotten a bill for the sales percentage fee, either.

The site is confusing to list and shop on, instead of clicking on a category or listing page, it's a rolling scroll, where if you roll your mouse over something the page changes without having to click on anything. I had stopped listing during January because the category pages seemed to be stuck on listings from the first few days of the month, with nothing ever changing.

The front page of the site needs some work, instead of a nice cohesive page with 'the best of the best' you get a jumbled up mess of less than stellar photos of less than stellar crafts. New buyers coming to the site to check things out might think they have stepped into a virtual church bazaar, if you know what I mean. The site does emphasize the paper crafts, with tons of categories for handmade cards and such. But the sellers really need some lessons in picture taking, most of the pictures are washed out and very ebayish looking. The site also 'remembers' you and if you are logged in it will show your own listings featured on the front page, so you think you're being seen by buyers, but in reality only by yourself.

They did fix the category pages so that your new listings once again appear under the 'newly listed' page so that part of it is looking a little more encouraging.

The sales that I've gotten there seem to come from google searches, not buyers already shopping on the site. I'm going to give them a few more months to see if sales increase at all, since so far, I haven't paid them any money.

There is no forum or interaction with other sellers like most handmade sites offer, so if you are having any issues or problems, the only way to find answers is to email the site directly. They do respond quickly, but didn't seem to understand my question about why the pages seemed to be stuck for almost a month (which again, seems to have been fixed.)

So, if you are looking for another site to try out that's not as crowded as etsy, this one offers unlimited free listings, but so far not a lot of buyers. If you do buy something, trying to pay for it is another issue. I always like to try a site's checkout system so that if my buyers have a problem with it, at least I know how it works. When you buy something, there is no page for paying for it, you have to go to your purchases and then click on what you bought to get to a page where you can go to paypal and pay. It took me quite a while to figure this out, I even emailed the seller to have her send me an invoice before I finally found where I could pay for my purchase. I've had to do the same with one of my buyers, send her an invoice because the checkout is just too confusing.

And, now, I wonder if shophandmade has someone who reads anything written about them (probably), so if you are reading this, shophandmade, I hope you can take some constructive criticism. Jury the front page and put some better looking pictures on the 'featured items' and get your checkout system fixed to where buyers can actually figure out how to pay for their purchases. Right now, I've got instructions in every listing as to how to find the 'pay' page, which I shouldn't have to do.

Monday

Okay so we watched the Super Bowl, which was actually a pretty exciting game. I was rooting for the underdogs, the Cardinals, and thought they were going to win. What an upset in that last few minutes! Bummer big time for those poor Cardinals!

My favorite commercials were the Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head one where her lips fall off (still yelling at the Mr.) and she changes out her eyes to the angry ones, and then, of course, the Clydesdale commercial where he's in love with the circus horse.

We ate our junk food and Keith drank a bunch of beer, so today he calls from work saying he is not feeling all that great and is having intestinal issues. Hmm...wonder why.

I did get up this morning and turned on the Today Show, which I never ever watch, but wanted to see the Obama interview, since like so many others I am somewhat Obama obsessed. Obamessed. So, in between watching the show I vacuumed the living room, dusted the knick knacks, ran the dishwasher, washed the chair cushions and the sofa blankets. Maybe I should watch the Today Show every morning while cleaning stuff!

I'm thinking maybe I can teach the cats to do the laundry, they seem to be fascinated with the washer and dryer. What is it with cats and open doors? I have to be so careful when I open cabinets or closets because they just have to see what's inside. Lucy got stuck in the bedroom closet for hours the other day when I didn't see her and shut the door on her. She only escaped when Keith heard her frantic attempts to dig her way out.

Super Bowl Festivities?

I don't much care about football, but we are going to join the rest of the nation today in watching the Super Bowl (the TV is already on and all the pregame shows are blaring in the background as I type even though there are still about 5 hours to go until the game actually starts). I don't really get how they can fill up an entire day of broadcasting with nothing but Super Bowl crap, but that's just my opinion. The pregame show is actually longer than the actual game, and who cares what the players ate for dinner last night, anyway?

We're not going to any bars or parties, but we did buy some frozen TGIF onion rings, mozzarella sticks, and potato skins, so we can pretend we are at TGIF, even thought we don't have one in this town. (And what's up with that? Hey, Fridays people, build one of your restaurants in this city already!) We also got some potato chips and dip, and even some carrots and celery so we won't end up totally constipated after eating all the mozzarella sticks.

So, we'll spend a lazier than usual Sunday, comfortable on the new sofa, eating crap junk food, and not really paying attention to the game, just waiting for the commercials, which are definitely the best part of the whole thing.