Mild Amusement

Every now and then, the Mild Wife and I will comment how some people just ... act funky. Whether it's because they were never taught any better, they simply don't care, or circumstances in life have forced them to operate at a different level, they just do things that the rest of us don't consider acceptable. The simple, short-hand description that we use for someone like this is " hoodrat ." Now, you don't have to actually live in the 'hood to act like a hoodrat. There are rich people that have no manners and have no class. Basically, we've found that the term is still relevant even if we don't live in a super rough part of town. As a case in point, I will point to a recent Costco trip. The Mild Wife went this time around, and she remarked that she will never again go on that particular weekday at that particular time of day. It was a madhouse. There were tons of people there, and everyone was trying to get their groceries. People were bumping...

As I've been writing these blog posts over the years (amazingly, it's been over 9 years now), I've noticed that there are certain things that keep coming up. It's possible that I just find certain things funny so I write about them all the time, or maybe I do actually have certain things happen to me surprisingly often. Either way, there seem to be certain themes that routinely make me chuckle. Today's post involves one such theme: food and diet. If you don't understand quite why I say this, let me remind you of a few recent posts. First, there was the puny salad that I had for lunch while volunteering . Second, I point you to the time that I accidentally grabbed a bowl of chili, and only chili, for lunch . The last exhibit in my case that food-related hijinks are a thing in my life comes from an unusual pairing with potstickers . Like I said, we tend to have some food-related laughs around here. The latest in the string of food laughs came up when I went to...

This story starts out with a pretty innocuous event: a grocery run. We were going to host people at the Mild Abode, so we went to the store to pick up groceries. The Mild Wife had actual done a really good job of planning ahead, so we didn't need to pick up tons of items. Still, we didn't have every last item we needed for the shindig, so we headed to the store. Now, I don't really remember all of the items we needed, but we did want to buy a bigger rice cooker. You see, the Mild Wife and I usually just cooked for ourselves, so it's not like we needed mountains of rice for the two of us. However, making enough rice for a party using our small rice cooker would've meant having to cook several batches, and therefore spend forever cooking. No, we decided. We would rather just get a bigger rice cooker and make it all in one go. We actually had two stops to make, and the rice cooker was supposed to be a purchase from the second stop. However, when we were walking thr...

The new Mild Abode has had its share of fun , but it's also meant a fair bit of work. There was a lot of packing and unpacking to do, we had to handle a bunch of administrative details, and there's just the effort in getting familiar with a new place. There are pictures we want to put up on the walls, for example, so we have to figure out where to put them and how we're going to hang them up. Basically, it's not just fun and games. In particular, we have a kitchen that is new to us. I mean, it's not like we were going to lift and transport the stove from our old apartment. For one, there was the small detail that we didn't actually own that stove. For another, could you imagine the cost involved in uninstalling, transporting, and reinstalling a stove ? It's not like you can just pick it up and put it in the back seat of your car. So, yeah, we have a new stove. For the most part, that's fine, unless the appliance or kitchen item in question has a qu...