Reality, Not TV, Dinner

Lilah is proud of me. : "When confronted with the reality of having to cook for himself, my dad does not become a frozen pizza/TV dinner/bucket of ice cream addict, oh no, he learns how to make an entire damn carrot cake"

Of course, it's a little pathetic that I'm 48 and only now learning to do this... Better late then never, right?

Recipes

Thanks to the Sacramento Bee I came across this site. The Carrot Cake that Lilah refers to is here: (it's not done yet. Cake last night, frosting tonight. We'll see how it goes. I tried to blend the carrots into submission. That was amusing.)

This chicken dish is the other thing I've made from Elise's Simply Recipes site. It let me use my new rice cooker.

dooce

dooce: "I started this website in February 2001. A year later I was fired from my job for this website because I had written stories that included people in my workplace. My advice to you is BE YE NOT SO STUPID. Never write about work on the internet unless your boss knows and sanctions the fact that YOU ARE WRITING ABOUT WORK ON THE INTERNET. If you are the boss, however, please don’t be a bitch and talk with your hands. And when you order Prada online, please don’t talk about it out loud, you rotten whore."

New to me site, thanks Zeldman.

Global : Ideas : Bank - Listening with affection and excitement

Ouch. As we used to say - Convicted!: "And don't say, 'How was school today, dear?' which really means: 'Please entertain me (mama) who is mentally totally lazy at the moment with not one witty or interesting thing to offer, and please give me an interesting and stimulating account of high marks.'
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I start most 'just-got-home' conversations with "how was school today."
The rest of the article is about active listening...

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

Dress to Kill Transcript: "And the National Rifle Association says that, 'Guns don't kill people, people do,” but I think the gun helps, you know?" - Eddie Izzard.
Reading it isn't as good as seeing it, but it's better than a poke in the eye.
And for John...
And I grew up in the 70s, when the careers advisor used to come to school, and he used to get the kids together and say, "Look, I advise you to get a career, what can I say? That's it." And he took me aside, he said, "Whatcha you want to do, kid? Whatcha you want to do? Tell me, tell me your dreams!" "I want to be a space astronaut! Go to outer space, discover things that have never been discovered." He said, "Look, you're British, so scale it down a bit, all right?" "All right, I want to work in a shoe shop then! Discover shoes that no one's ever discovered right in the back of the shop, on the left." And he said, "Look, you're British, so scale it down a bit, all right?"