Just as I was sitting down to work on this blog post my mom called me into the great room to see something on TV. As I walked into the room I couldn't help but glance outside at the sun as it set over the lake. But my eye caught something else and I believe my exact words were "Oh dear Lord, what is that?" My mom came up to join me in staring at what had to be the biggest spider I have ever seen outside captivity. So I did what any true outdoors person would do - I sprayed the hell out of it with some Home Defense Max bug spray and proceeded to panic like a little girl. Maybe someone needs to take my Girl Scout badges away.
Or, maybe someone needs to give me a badge for "Dead Animal Removal" because during this glorious long weekend at the family lake house, I have removed 3 dead birds from the back deck (just today) who decided to go kamakazee and end their lives by smashing into the houses giant windows.
My mom and I went to go see the film "The American" this morning (holiday tradition) and I have to say, the best part of the movie was the Pumpkin Seed Brittle we bought last week from Williams Sonoma. (Seriously people, skip the movie and spend the price of admission on the brittle!)
I cooked a massive ribeye steak tonight for dinner that was so rare and bloody on the inside that it was still mooing when I cut into it. You people who insist on charing your meat beyond belief have no idea what you are missing out on. (Like maybe what meat really tastes like...) Oddly enough, a lot of people who I know like to order their meat well done have no problem with sushi, which really makes no sense...
Part of my weekend was spend unpacking boxes from our storage shed which haven't been opened in roughly my lifetime (i.e. 28 years) because of an impending garage sale. (BTW - It's always fun to see what fashions were popular in the newspapers from 1977 that are wrapped around the contents of the box.) Aside from finding a treasure trove of crap, we also found a treasure trove of mold, which I think I inhaled so much of I probably now have mushrooms growing in my lungs. So when I keep over due to Shitake Syndrome no one should be surprised.
Saturday night I went to a party at a friend's house. This is a house where I spent a good portion of my weekends in high school and college, but haven't been in for about 4 years. Aside from some kitchen remodeling, the place was the same. But just being in the house wasn't the biggest flashback of the night. No, that went to getting a ride home from my friend's mom because I didn't have a car and had been drinking. And yes, it was pretty awesome.
Happy Labor Day everyone!
~ The Office Scribe
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