Of FML and other things.

Posted: January 21, 2010 in bitching, Food, Home, pets

Water, where it does not belong:


Yeah, looks like the repairs Bill made to the roof yesterday didn’t actually do the trick. That’s the frame of the pocket door leading into the bathroom. Actually, upon inspection it seems we need a new roof altogether, so yeah. Yay. FML. That’s going to require some creative budgeting. Not enough to derail our debt payment plan altogether, but it will require some adjustment. Ah, well, I’m nothing if not flexible. (“That’s what HE said!”)

I put a bowl under the leak to catch the drips. Oz, of course, had to come see what was going on and investigate the source of the plopping noise:


I’m working from home today to keep an eye on things, and I’ve been watching Storm! Watch! 2010! all morning long. Flash flood warnings and watches, FEET of snow falling in the high country, INCHES of rain falling in the Valley (more on Tuesday alone than what we got in ALL OF 2009, and today’s storm is supposed to be much, much worse), abysmal traffic, flooded roads, closures everywhere, and idiots getting stuck in flowing washes. The Stupid Motorist Law is in full effect in Arizona (it’s a real thing, see?), so if drivers attempt to cross a wash that is flowing, they’ll get charged for the rescue if they get stuck.


This is what happens when I say, “Cheese!” while standing in the kitchen. Blurry dog pictures!

Gypsy and Gadget freak out, and Gypsy does her meer-dog impersonation despite gimpy hips and a slippery tile floor:

I try to get them under control:

Portia’s a bit more manageable:

Ozzy comes to investigate, and the dogs give up the pretense of behavior, impatient for me to put down the damned camera and give them the cheese, already:


I made a roast over the weekend, and we made tostadas out of the leftovers. I quick fried some white corn tortillas, baked a couple of chicken breasts to supplement the beef (there wasn’t a whole heck of a lot left), mixed up some refried bean dip, and cooked a box of Zataran’s Black Beans and Rice. Add some salsa, tabasco, chopped vegetation, and cheese, and this was Bill’s creation:


We eat well at our house. Much to the demise of my waistline.


And that’s the news! Back to you.

  1. Taoist Biker says:

    Fuckin’ fuckity fuck leaks! Grr.

    We have to have a new roof, too. Got the first insurance check. And since then we’ve had to pay for mondo car repairs and now cross-country plane tickets for three. OUCH. We gotta get that roof done and pronto!

  2. Amanda says:

    Stupid Motorist Law. Snort

  3. Shelli says:

    I’m jealous! I’m such a complete failure in the kitchen. Seriously. If it doesn’t come out of a box, and/or doesn’t have detailed instructions, I can’t make it.

    Sorry to hear about the new roof. I wonder if you can blame the storm, and have it covered by insurance? We did that a few years back, in the wake of a nasty wind storm. Not quite hurricane, but enough that it blew off a few shingles. And the insurance paid for it completely! I was stunned! We weren’t even going to check with the insurance, thinking there was no way it would be covered. How wrong we were!

    Cute pics of the zoo. 😉

    • Tiffany says:

      May I recommend a humble little cooking site called World Famous Nosh to help you out of your culinary dilemma? Heh.

      I was the storm’s fault, at least in part, so I’m calling the insurance tomorrow. Can’t hurt, right?

  4. Pinla says:

    Man do your pics of dinner make me drool. We are trying to cook healthier, do you ever use a pressure cooker? I was hoping that the ability to fix a balanced meal quicker would enable me! We use the crockpot but want to put the pc to good use.

  5. Roof leaks are SOOOOOOOOOOOOO hard to find and fix. It is almost always some piece of flashing on SOMETHING has come loose. Roofs suck…and so do pocket doors.

    • Tiffany says:

      Well, the pocket door was really the only solution for that particular area, but yeah. I’m kind of over the whole home ownership thing. Next purchase is gonna be a condo or loft.

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