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Sunday, August 24, 2008

Food and turtles and books and things

Soy yogurt? Well... dude. It's brown.

Brown.

Gads.

However, it made a nice raspberry smoothie and for the first time in my life the yogurt didn't make me throw up. (Which I haven't had less heartburn *ever* than I have since giving up dairy...)

Still.

Brown.

On the down side, the cheese on the rice crust pizza was enough to make my throat swell up and I had to take a benedryl. I wonder if I can order frozen rice crust soy cheese pizza...

Lorna and I bought a goofy little single omelet pan with a hatching chick on the handle. Manda just stared at us like we were insane. ;-)

I'm seriously considering buying a food dehydrator and making jerky, because, you know, I have an arepa maker and a zillion other small kitchen appliances, one more can't hurt.

Oh, in other news, I ordered an eyeglass chain that has pink turtles on it. Why? Well, I'm always taking my glasses off to read a label, etc. Not only that - pink turtles.

Pink.

Turtles.

*grins*

I'm reading a book I got at one of the trade shows - The Little Giant of Aberdeen County. It's very well done - something that I would have happily written, except it's based in upstate New York, which I know nothing about. As it is, it's going in the keeper pile and it's one hell of a first novel.

I picked up the new John Saul novel, too. I'm hoping it's better than the last one I bought of his. Manda's named after a character in one of his books - Comes the Blind Fury - it was the first 'grown up' book I read. I was little; Mother got it in hard-back from one of her book clubs and I snuck it out of the shelf. I read it in horrified fascination and I knew I couldn't go tell anyone that I'd done it, even if I was scared as hell. It started a life-long fascination with horror, especially in novel-form. Movies, eh. I can take them or leave them, but books? Man.

*grins*

Scariest book ever?

Rosemary's Baby, I think, although Beloved scared the shit out of me. Door to December was deeply disturbing.

Best horror novel?

Hrm. I'd have to say I love The Stand and The Talisman both, but The Shining will probably always be my favorite.

Lord, I've rambled enough, I guess. Time to haul my heinie to work.

4 Comments:

  • At 11:14 AM, OpenID eal said…

    You sound like me with artificial sweeteners. Any artificial sweetener and I'm diving for my inhaler and my benedryl.

    Love the sound of the glasses chain :).

     
  • At 3:24 PM, Anonymous DarthVelma said…

    Never ever EVER read the sequel to Rosemary's Baby...it will make you stabby.

     
  • At 7:28 PM, Blogger Jean said…

    Pink turtles!! Awesome.

    And Beloved was creepy. A great read, but yeah, creepy. I love Toni.

     
  • At 7:11 AM, Blogger Chris said…

    The Stand is genius. Misery scared me so badly I had to go find my dad to get a hug. I was sixteen.

    ~B

     

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