If no one has called you a bitch lately, keep speaking your mind – it’ll happen.

So tonight I should be at the Diwali party A&J are throwing, but I decided to stay home. The main theme was a poker game and we all know my thoughts on Texas Hold’Em. If it ain’t 5 card stud strip poker, what really is the point? Teehee.

But – I did celebrate Diwali yesterday with Tikka Marsala – yes, perhaps this is not supposed to be the full title of the dish, but it’s what I call it. It is sooooo good. The spice is just right and served with Jasmine rice – yummy! D just loves the chickpeas in it, which is seems so odd. But I appreciate that he enjoys it.

I also made a peanut toffee pie – which surprisingly was pretty good. Ndie enjoyed it with the chocolate fudge ice cream and I enjoyed it with lots of dream whip. I am testing it at the d&d game tomorrow, so we’ll see if everyone else likes it.

Speaking of friends, I love this quote from my Getting in touch with your inner bitch daily calendar:

If we didn’t love our friends, we wouldn’t tell them the truth. We’d just let one another lurch from one delusion to the next, gathering up enough heartache to make blues singers of us all.

Isn’t it the truth? Though we often don’t do it enough. I was talking with the SIL today and it was hard to tell her the truth in a way that wasn’t super harsh. We were discussing her dating skills and taste in men. She is a very pretty person and she demands a pretty man. Honestly, her whole thought is if she doesn’t find him physically attractive, then forget it. So she is friends with all of these guys who have crushes on her, but they are not pretty enough for her, so she would never date them. I tried explaining to her that there are other attractive things than looks (everyone knows these can fade and you need something else to keep you attracted), but I don’t think she honestly believe this. She kept saying I have to kiss him. Well, honey, you can close your eyes. To me, she sounds like a twenty-year-old dating – it’s all about looks and who cares about the personality, as long as he is cute and hopefully pays. But she is not twenty. She has been out of the dating pool, by choice, for a number of years. Perhaps since the last several didn’t work out, maybe one should try something new – like, I don’t know, finding a man who has a personality, who cares about you, who treats you right. Someone you can be friends with and work your way into a relationship. I suggested chat rooms and going out for walks by herself. A single mom tends to be more approachable when she doesn’t have her child in tow. She doesn’t have the funds to do e-harmony or those kind of things (and goodness are they expensive), so there are lots of other things to try. I thought it was funny she was asking me though – here I am complaining I am having difficulties finding new friends and she wants me to provide advice on finding her a man. Oy!

Found this comic on another blog I read:



This proves my theory that we all need some friends with benefits(aka my harem). More sex that way. Teehee.

Fave co-worker introduces me to sea salt caramels. Oh My Goodness!!!! These are beyond delicious. I am resisting from eating one right now because I had some of my peanut toffee pie. But I salivating just thinking of it. Teehee.

Anyway, I should get to bed. I am tired. Tonight we get an extra hour of sleep – that rocks!!!!! Whoot!