Monthly Archive: February 2008

Chili overload

On Tuesday I was put in charge of dinner. I decided to make a big pot of chili. I was pretty satisfied with the results. Just from the sheer volume of what I made, I cheerfully thought that it’d last a good while. On Wednesday I wasn’t in the mood to cook something new for lunch so I had some of the chili. It’s the type of food that really does get better the day after, you know? That evening, my family wasn’t in the mood to cook, so we settled on eating the chili. Ugh. Yeah, it was still good, but I was hitting overload. I had originally planned on Tuesday on bringing some of it to work for lunch today, but after 3 of 4 meals being chili I rightly thought it was time to give it a rest.

Makes me wonder what I’m going to do when I’m on my own. I can’t cook large portions unless I want the servings to last for a month. And while chili does improve the day after, after a week (refrigerated!) it’s just not the same. At the same time, it’s a lot more difficult to cook some of these meals on a small scale. I suppose I’m just going to make a habit of inviting friends over to eat. :)

Anyway, here’s a really rough recipe. I don’t claim to know what I’m doing in great detail. So…if this fails for you, I apologize! Hopefully I didn’t leave anything out. :-?

  • Sauté a couple of minced cloves of garlic and a chopped up onion on medium heat with a tablespoon or two of oil. Cook until onions sweat.
  • Add a package of extra lean ground beef. Turn up the heat to medium high. Make sure you break up the meat clumps so that you won’t get really large meatballs. Stir often. Cook until beef is brown. If you used extra lean meat you shouldn’t have to drain off any fat.
  • Add a can of stewed tomatoes. Add a cup of water or so for volume. Turn the heat down to medium. Stir. Let it simmer.
  • Add a diced carrot, 2 diced stalks of celery, and a diced green pepper. Cook until these vegetables aren’t too hard.
  • Open a can of red kidney beans. Rinse the suckers in a colander because they often come covered in this ooze that doesn’t taste all that great. Add the beans to the pot.
  • Open a can of other “chili” type beans (that aren’t “chili” just yet). Add these to the pot. Yeah, kind of cheating, but no one will care. Let the whole thing simmer until the kidney beans aren’t that hard anymore.
  • It’ll probably be too liquidy at this point, so add a bit of tomato paste to thicken it up. If you have no tomato paste, consider some Prego or other thick spaghetti sauce. If it’s still runny, let it simmer for a while to let the liquid dry out a little bit. As well, the starchiness of the beans should help thicken things.
  • Add salt, pepper, chili powder, cayenne pepper, maybe a little sugar, and cumin. Cumin gives it that distinct kick. I don’t like it overly spicy, so I go easy on the chili powder and cayenne. I add just enough of those to have a bit of bite. I also add a little bit of MSG. Keep tasting and adjusting according to taste.

I think that’s it. Good luck.

Conflicted and vacillating

Hey, so my break is now over. I’m kind of conflicted right now (surprise surprise). I’m vacillating between feeling such disgust at having to head back to the working world, and feeling relief that I don’t have to spend time at home out of the loop and doing nothing productive. Many of you know I’m the type that needs to feel useful, which would explain the need to go back to work. Just a few hours ago, I actually checked my work email to catch up on what I’ve missed. I saw some of the client’s requests and I actually started yelling at the screen: “Those are duplicate requests!!!!” Seriously. The client opened complaints about things that they’d already complained about in the past. How do I know? I actually dealt with those earlier requests and provided estimates for the fixes. They never responded with the go ahead to make the fix, and so here we are again. It’s so frustrating. As soon as I get in to work I want to tell my coworkers about the problem, but to be honest I don’t want to give myself away. I mean, do I want them to know that I was actually checking my email on my break? Uh…no.

Damn it, I haven’t even returned to work yet and I’m already feeling an elevated level of stress.

I guess as a counter-balance to my need to be at my desk is the sense of disinclination to actually be at work. I am actually somewhat disgruntled with my job right now. There are many reasons. I don’t want to go into all of the nasty details because the situation is pretty complicated. I don’t know. If you’ve been reading along, I honestly think some of the reasons are obvious. I’m trying to maintain a good sense of humour about it all, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult. Some days I want to bang my head again a wall.

Well, I guess once I’m in office tomorrow morning maybe all of this pressure will equalize and I’ll feel a little bit more balanced. I’m not quite at my breaking point, and I hope that I won’t ever get there.

Dogfight

Hahah. WTF. Someone passed this video over to me.

Imagine that one being ported over to AmGlad. So silly! If I wanted that type of thing I’d seek out Takeshi’s Castle (MXC) or something of the like. :-P

Deep fatigue

Heh. This one is appropriate given that I’m now off for two days due to the nastiness that was V-day.

Scorpio (Oct. 24 – Nov. 22)

Nobody knows just how deep your fatigue is. With extra sleep today, you will be able to accomplish three times as much tomorrow.

Busty woman on my windshield

On one cold morning a week or two ago, I went to get blood works done in the early hours. I parked my car across the street, went into the labs, and came out ready to head to work. When I got back to my car though, I was in a bit of shock and started laughing out loud to find this imprint on my windshield.

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Oh sure, it might just be because that’s the area that the windshield heater was blowing the most, and the cold air just hadn’t cooled that part of the windshield sufficiently yet.

Or…there’s a really busty woman following me and my car around, pressing her chest on my windshield when I’m gone.

I guess we’ll neeeeeeever know. :-o

A tax surprise

Yesterday I decided to spend some of my time doing my taxes. It’s probably just more evidence that I’m a geek but I actually find the task a little bit entertaining. The whole procedural nature and the this-number-goes-here-this-number-goes-there thing is kind of fun. It’s like a bit of a treasure hunt in order to get to that last number.

I laid out all of my forms in bed and started punching the numbers into my calculator while I was listening to music. Prior to getting to the end I had high hopes for an OK refund. In my previous years the refund has always been substantial because I always had a lot of tuition to use as a credit. This is really my first year where I’ve worked for the full 12 months. Anyway, when I did get to the end, I was kind of shocked. From my calculations I actually owed the government a few thousand. What the hell?! If doing taxes is like a treasure hunt, this would be like opening the chest only to find that it’s booby trapped. Well, I guess since I have no dependants my numbers are just going to naturally end up that way. Still, I’ve never been in a situation where I’m actually owing.

So, OK. Since I really don’t want to give that much money to the government, I’m going to have to pay myself. I wasn’t planning on making an RRSP (I think the equivalent is the 401K in the US) contribution this year due to saving for the condo, but I guess it’s best that I do so. I mean, it’ll lower my net income, right? If I add enough to it, I’ll get a refund. Of course, it’s not like that refund is free money–it’ll have to go back to wherever I’m going to get that money from. At the very least, that money would stay with me.

Man, the working world still holds a lot of surprises, doesn’t it?

Pushed back a few months

A few days ago someone came to the door to try to deliver a registered letter. Unfortunately no one was here to answer the door so a notice was left behind for us to pick it up at the post office. Thing was, the postal carrier didn’t write on the notice just who the letter was for. So it sort of just sat around until my father called the post office and found out that the letter was actually for me. Eh? I wasn’t expected any registered mail, so I was intrigued. It’s only today that I had the chance to go pick it up.

Bad news.

It’s a letter from the builder of my condo. It says that due to circumstances “out of [their] control” the tentative date would have to be pushed back. It’s being adjusted up to April 8 of next year. When I read the letter I was pretty disappointed. I fell into one of those silent contemplative modes. Luckily, I was already alone and didn’t have to deal with anyone. I drove home stunned, but kept it all in perspective.

First of all, I already expected that this might happen. Apparently I’m not the luckiest man in the world. Ha! By pushing it by four months, at the very least it will give me more time to accumulate more resources. Precious resources! I need to save for the upgrades, furniture, and see if I can produce a bigger down payment. That all would have been a tall order if it was left to just a time limit of 9 months. With 13 months…it’s a bit more tolerable.

Over the past few months, I’ve been watching the Phase 1 houses go up in the area, and I’ve been cheering for them because really once their done then most of the focus will be turned to my building. I guess it really doesn’t matter too much at the moment any more.

So, it is just with a little bit of sadness that I am resetting my countdown clock. That’s life. :-?

The XL sized bin

As I pulled into the driveway I suddenly had to come to a complete stop because something was blocking the way into the garage. It was a jumbo-sized recycling bin that the city is in the middle of issuing out. A couple of months ago a letter was sent to us telling us to pick a size for our future recycling bin and garbage bin. I think somewhere on there it indicated that a medium-sized bin would be sufficient for the average family (I don’t fully recall). Well, despite the city’s attempts to get us to throw out less crap my father decided to ask for the XL sized bins. I was shocked!

He kept on insisting that we might need the capacity if we throw a party. The practical part of my mind cringed at that reason. I mean…it’s certainly not like there are parties here most weeks of the year. I simply cannot see us consistently producing 6-8 big bags of garbage a week. I thought that it’s also a little bit embarrassing to have to own such a large bin. To me, it’s like a badge of shame because it makes us look like our consumption is out of control. My father insisted that it might one day be necessary though.

There was no point arguing with him. He had his mind set. I tried using the cost of the bin as a reason, but he said, “it’s only what…a bit over $10/month? No problem!” Ugh! Whether or not we can afford it is not the point! Anyway, we ended that argument long ago. All of a sudden, with the arrival of the jumbo recycling bin the discussion came to the forefront.

Seriously, that sucker is restaurant sized. It’s heavy! Sure, it has wheels…but damn. I moved it out of the way and parked my car. Then I went in and called my father out to see the bin. I think he was surprised as well at just how big the thing was. I saw him pulling it around and it looks kind of silly–it’s just a bit shorter that he is, but really a lot wider around. With the snowbanks blocking the paths to the backyard, he was struggling to find a place to put it. Now, this is only one bin. What’ll happen when the garbage bin comes as well? When I move into my own place, will my parents produce so much garbage to need the XL bin? It made absolutely no sense. So, over the dinner table I made my case once more. My mother was on my side as well. Common sense! We don’t need that big of a bin for garbage! I guess seeing the size of the bin in person did it for my father. I expect him to call the city soon and modify the requested size of the garbage bin. When he does, my mind will rest easier. Ridiculous!

Will post pictures of the bin when it’s day outside.

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