Tagged: Mashed potato

Tag – You’re It!

So today I was nominated for the Beautiful Blogger Award by the lovely Jennifaye. Yay! Although this reminded me that I had also been tagged by nosugarjustspice WEEKS ago and I totally forgot! So, I’m starting with the earlier tag and, if I have time, will roll right on through to the more recent one!

First up, the one I am going to refer to as ‘Blog Tag’, has the following rules:

1.  You must post the rules

2.  Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post

3.  Create eleven new questions to ask the people you’ve tagged

4.  Tag eleven people with a link to your post

5.  Let them know you tagged them

And the questions posted by nosugarjustspice and my answers are:

1. What’s the most exciting thing you’ve done in the last year?

Ooohhhh, quit my job, which I did just a few weeks ago! Exciting times are ahead!

2. Favourite 80’s movie?

Girls Just Want to Have Fun!

3. Do you still have toys from when you were a child?

Yes, and sadly some are still in my bedroom. I just can’t let them go and keep telling myself that they’ll mean so much to my kids when I pass them on (note – I have no kids and don’t expect to have any for quite a while still!)… except Sealy Lorne, who is my number 1!

4. You’re being sent to Biosphere 2 for a year and can only take one person, who would it be?

Hmmm… only for a year? Would I have any means of communication with other people? Argh, I can’t decide!

5. If you could be a member of the opposite sex for a day, would you?

No way! Haha!

6. Is there anything in the area surrounding you right now that could be used to fight zombies in the apocalypse?

Yep, a MASSIVE aerosol can of Fudge Skyscraper hairspray.

7. How many alarms does it take to wake you up of a morning? (It takes me 5)

Two alarms, which start at 7.15 and 7.20 and keep getting snoozed until about 7.50-8am. I HATE mornings!

8. Hollywood is remaking your favourite movie ever and wants you to play your favourite character from that movie, which movie is it and who are you playing?

Amelie and Amelie!

9. What are 5 terms/names/etc you wish you had never heard and could be removed history?

The first thing to come to mind is too horrid to share, but I had to ask blogger Lyndon Keane to translate and we both regret googling as soon as we had done so… no further comment on that.

Second, third, fourth and fifth would be babe (as in people refer to each other as this), moist, Hugh (as in the name, because I can’t pronounce it) and… Mash (just the mention of it makes me feel sick)!

10. What’s the stupidest thing you’ve done when drunk?

Oh, there’s way too many to narrow it down… In recent months projectile vomiting all over my luggage and the hotel room floor would probably be the worst of it.

11. If you could wake up tomorrow and walk into your dream job what would it be?

Professional world traveller and gazillionaire 🙂

And eleven new questions:

  1. What’s one city in the world that you’ve always wanted to visit and why?
  2. What is your biggest fear?
  3. Have you ever seen a ghost?
  4. What is your guilty pleasure?
  5. If you could have any animal in the world as a pet, what animal would it be?
  6. Are you a dog or a cat person?
  7. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?
  8. What’s your favourite song of all time?
  9. When you were young, what did you plan to be when you grew up?
  10. Chips and salad or roast potatoes and vegetables?
  11. If you won a million dollars, what would you do/buy first?

And the eleven blogs that I tag are…

  1. www.frugalistablog.com (for her great Kristen Stewart impersonation)
  2. www.findingravity.com
  3. www.somethingswedish.wordpress.com
  4. www.housewifedownunder.wordpress.com
  5. www.paltrymeanderings.com
  6. www.beetleandswan.wordpress.com
  7. www.pithypants.com
  8. www.mikesilvia.wordpress.com
  9. www.disseminatedthought.wordpress.com
  10. www.torinelson.wordpress.com
  11. www.simonandfinn.com (the baby mouse deer made me cry :()

I hope you enjoy these blogs as much as I do!

Okay, having just done this one and with seven more blogs to nominate, I’m going to take a few days to complete the Beautiful Blogger Award! Phew!

Yams, Turnips and Other Life Challenges


When it comes to vegetables, I am the first to admit that I am absolutely clueless.

I’d like to claim I grew up in a vegetable-free household which would explain this and several other unexplained mysteries, such as why the heck I can’t use cutlery like a normal person, but it would be a lie.

Adding to the confusion, I was a dedicated vegetarian for seven long years and I still have no idea about vegetable-related matters!

I recently found myself making a salad at someone else’s house. I was trying to be all helpful and enthusiastic, but quickly found myself having a small panic attack when faced with something I suspected was a zucchini, green skin and all, and didn’t know what the hell to do with it… peel it? Don’t peel it? Slice it? Bake it? Throw it in a cupboard and pretend it was never there…?

Turns out it was actually a cucumber and yes, you can eat the green bit!

This is just the most recent of many situations I’ve had resulting from my lifelong vegetable confusion. Others include:

The Yam

I’d heard of the elusive yam but was pretty happy living in the knowledge that it had never crossed my path. It just didn’t sound like a friendly vegetable, or a tasty one for that matter, but more like some kind of angry little man in a cape wielding a Bamm-Bamm style club.

That was, of course, until I blogged several months ago about my fear of mashed potato and for some reason, these yams kept coming up in my comments.

Do you like yams?

How do yams make you feel?

Do you eat mashed yams?

Things were getting weird.

I was confused and finally accepted that it was time to consult my friend Google.

So, for anyone who is unfamiliar with the yam equation, here it is:

Yam = Sweet Potato = Awesome!

Kumara

You know those cultural miscommunications you have when you are so clueless as to what is going on you just smile and nod and accept that you will never know the truth? For me, Kumara was one of these.

For quite a few years, when kiwi friends kept saying things like ‘it’s kumara, right?’, ‘does this have kumara in it?’ and ‘I’m going to get kumara on the side’, I was seriously confused. Initially I thought kumara was a bird or maybe a person, but after much smiling and nodding and a whole lot of confusion, I realised they were simply trying to say ‘sweet potato’!

Better than that girl I once heard about who told her boss at a staff event at a chalet that he ‘had such a nice long deck’.

Ah, bless those little kiwis!

However, the real beginning of my vegetable confusion can only be blamed on one vegetable…

The Turnip.

Many years ago, while still reasonably new to the world of vegetarianism and after a chinese doctor told me I was going to die if I didn’t eat meat, I made it my mission to learn to cook vegetables.  I bought myself a cookbook, aptly titled ‘Learning to Cook Vegetarian’ and dog-eared the pages of anything that looked even remotely manageable (ie. Had less than ten ingredients) for experimentation.

One of my first attempts was some kind of baked creation, which seemed pretty straightforward. I copied down my little list of ingredients… garlic… onion… potato… turnip… turnip? Turnip! What the heck was a turnip?

Keep in mind here that this was before the days of Google on your phone, or even readily available high-speed internet, so my investigation of what the heck a turnip was consisted of squinting at the photo in the recipe book and by process of elimination and some vague recollection of a turnip character in a childrens book I had read long ago, came to the conclusion that it was a root vegetable with a sprout, which may or may not also have big eyes and wear a pair of runners…

Not one to shy away from a project I have committed to, I decided not to scrap the chosen recipe and chose another, but to take my new found knowledge to the supermarket to source the aforementioned turnip and everything else that the recipe called for and, of course, me being me, I got everything else and left the turnip for last.

With pretty much no idea what I was actually looking for, I had been standing in the root vegetable area for a good twenty minutes, reading all of the price labels when I found it. The excitement was overwhelming:

Turnips – $3.50 per kg | Beetroot $4.00 per kg

I looked up to the corresponding box and to my horror, there was no separation between the two vegetables – just a whole load of round things rolling around in one big box!

Having never seen beetroot except from can, I had reached a whole new level of confusion. Refusing to accept defeat or ask for help, I took a gamble and grabbed what most closely resembled the turnip I had envisaged – I figured if they had been stored in the same box without proper labels, there can’t be much difference anyway… Right?

Wrong.

Needless to say, to this day, I have never cooked or bought a beetroot OR a turnip ever again.

Other awkward vegetables I have encountered include ‘Green Onions’ (which, it turns out was my Fast and Fabulous cookbook seeing how far I would go to find a vegetable that DOES NOT EXIST), ‘Chinese Leaf’ (otherwise referred to as any leafy Chinese vegetable, walking around the markets asking for Chinese Leaf is not recommended!) and ‘Pepper’ or ‘Bell Pepper’ (which, contrary to popular belief is referring to a capsicum, NOT a chilli!) amongst many, many others.

On a side note, a few weeks ago I finally worked out how to install emoji emoticons onto my iPhone. Clearly a fairly simple task once you realise it’s an app.

My newfound love of emoticons was going well, I’ve been throwing them in here and there to create confusion or make a completely unclear point. In the midst of a recent texting conversation, I needed to throw in something completely unexpected. Insert Emoticon:

Think to self: A PURPLE zucchini! Of course! No one will see it coming!

The response: “Eggplant?”

😦

Are You Insane? Let Me Guess How You Found My Blog… And a Little Bit of Blog Love Too!

Okay, so this week I am being totally boring because I’m having bloggers block and my attempts at writing my next post are not getting me anywhere! So I have decided to take the opportunity to respond to a blogging award nomination and also share some random nonsense, to justify this as a REAL post for the week!

So, when I can’t finish any of the gazillion drafts sitting in my blog, there is only one way out – to write a list! This week I have mainly been inspired by the weird and slightly disturbing search terms that have been coming up on my blog, but also by the many other blogs I have been reading and what I have learnt since I started blogging just over two months ago. The following are the top ten of these:

1. People, or more specifically, people who write and read blogs, are awesome and they brighten my life!

2. They are also sometimes insane… as is evident in the following search terms which have led people to my blog.

–      Tenis player not wear pant – okay, I guess I was asking for this one with all that talk of Marat Safin and his flood pants, but seriously, who were you hoping to find?

–      What is hi fives porn – If this is something that exists (and by the number of referrals, I’m guessing it does), I can guarantee this is NOT something you will be finding here. Move along!

–      Eating my ex on the couch – I’m fairly certain I do not ever want to meet you…

–      High five? Potato – If this was ‘high five? Mashed potato’ I would assume you were my arch nemesis. Alas, I have no idea what you were hoping to achieve. High five? Potato!

–      Ecards about stupid people – I think I have Googled this exact search term, let’s be friends!

–      What is the fear of high fives called – Oh. My. God! I am not alone!

–      Potatoes with cotton buds – I’m confused. Why does the potato have cotton buds?

–      I can count to potato – Good for you!

–      Women crapping – I am not even joking!

–      Some people just need a high-five. In the face. With a chair – Wow, you have a way with words. I suspect you may be the reason for my fear of high fives…

–      You call it madness but I call it love – Yes, and I call you insane. Have we dated?

–      Green balls – I think you should get off Google and get to the doctor… Now!

–      What is this shitload of mashed potatoes day – I think I had a nightmare along those lines just last week… a whole day of being chased around by a giant plate of mashed potato with legs… it’s all coming back to me…

3. I am not alone in my pug love – Yep, my blog has received visits from people using 31 different Pug search terms so far! Some of my favourites are ‘pug with backpack’ ‘thank god it’s Friday pug’ and ‘pug true love’. I feel my heart warming just reading them! This is from one particular morning several weeks ago:

4. WordPress is my friend – It’s true. I’ve actually found I spend more time with WordPress these days than with most of the people in my life. It makes me happy!

5. Twitter is not my friend – Also true. I Tweet… I get sweet nothing back… but I shall persist….

6. I wish I was cool enough to have a Facebook page for my blog – Alas, I am not, but I shall continue to sit back and silently envy those of you who do… Sitting there all smug in your popularity…

7. I want to start taking photos for my blog – I’m making this one of my missions in life. Having broken my iPhone camera and with minimal chance of lugging my SLR around with me each day, the likelihood of this happening is slim to none – so I’m aiming to post one photo I have taken by the end of 2012. Achievable? Achievable!

8. www.someecards.com is a sarcastic bloggers best friend – Seriously, the best resource ever! And they’re FREE!

9. There’s a fairly good chance I will fail in my attempt to blog every week of 2012… although I remain 100% committed to trying my hardest!

10. Blog awards are great for the ego – and a great excuse for spending an entire day reading other blogs… And on that note:

The rest of my entry today is to accept and pass on a little blog love with four (yep, FOUR) awards rolled into one… I don’t even know how this happens and am slightly overwhelmed, but I’m going to go with it and see what happens!

So, first and foremost, many many thanks to No Sugar, Just Spice for nominating me… in perusing your blog I see we share some embarrassing old music tastes… well, taste, I should say… I’m not at the point of publicly admitting to such a thing, but just for you *ahem*:

“Have you ever stood outside a picket fence… you’ll see through… but you can’t get to the inside… oohhhhhhh!”

I still remember all the words… how embarrassing… let’s never mention this again!

So, the awards are:

  1. Mrs. Sparkly’s Ten Commandments Award
  2. The Sunshine Award
  3. The Candle Lighter Award
  4. The Liebster Award

To roll all the questions into one, I’m just going to answer EVERYTHING in one go and then nominate those blogs I would like to pass the love onto.

So, here goes:

1. Describe yourself in seven words.
Small, Energetic, Loyal, Passionate, Impatient, Blunt and High-Pitched (although that’s kind of eight!)

2. What keeps you up at night?
Blog writing!

3. Whom would you like to be?
Noone, really. I’m pretty happy just being me.

4. What are you wearing now?
Tracksuit pants, a hoodie and my ugg boots… exciting, I know!

5. What scares you?
Mice and Horses.

6. What are the best and worst things about blogging?
Best: Interacting with other bloggers and getting feedback on my posts.

Worst: Writing a post when I’ve given myself a deadline. I always leave it until the last minute!

7. What was the last website you looked at?

I was Googling the lyrics to the song quoted above… I can’t believe I actually second-guessed myself!

8. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

 I  guess being a bit more tolerant to stupid people…?

9. Slankets, yes or no?

I think you mean Snuggie… and I would go with a no.. except on little kids and dogs, have you seen the dog snuggie? So cute! I wonder if there is a photo of a pug in a snuggie somewhere out there…

Oh. My. God…

10. Tell us something about the person who nominated you.

She sorts her fries by size. True story.

11. Favorite Color:

Blue.

12. Favorite Animal:

Dogs, Elephants and Seals.

13. Favorite Number:

4

14. Favorite Non-Alcoholic Drink:

Sparkling water.

15. Facebook or Twitter:

Facebook

16. My Passion:

Travel

17. Getting or Giving Presents:

Giving

18. Favorite Pattern:

Pattern?? Weird question… any of Cath Kidston’s floral prints?

19. Favorite Day of the Week:

Sunday

20. Favorite Flower:

Lillies

And ten blogs to nominate:

http://theghostlife.wordpress.com/

http://undomesticatedhousewife.com/

http://beetleandswan.wordpress.com/

http://brookeandmckenzie.wordpress.com/

http://nevercontrary.com/

http://susielindau.com/

http://imnotfamousandneitherareyou.com/

http://livenerddierepeat.wordpress.com/

http://disseminatedthought.wordpress.com/

http://learnmesomething.wordpress.com/

Yay!
And to make up for this poor excuse for a blog post, I present you with a pug, to brighten your life!

Nose Whistling, Mashed Potato and Other Totally Reasonable Fears


It's Mashed Potato Time

Image via Wikipedia

My nose whistles. Not all the time, but probably for a full day once every month or two and I have no idea why.

In between whistling fits, I don’t generally give it much thought, kind of like having the hiccups or the flu, when it’s not actively destroying your life, you forget that it exists. But when it does re-appear, it is always at the most inappropriate of times. Most often at work and always when it is so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

I’ll often be halfway through a staff meeting or trying not to laugh at something or someone in a serious situation when the nose starts whistling like an angry kettle and it will generally last the duration of the day.

I had totally forgotten about this affliction until I was re-watching Arrested Development last week and the episode came on where GOB broke his tooth and kept whistling (freaking hilarious!), which is pretty much exactly what I sound like when having a nose whistling attack. It got me thinking about quirks in general and the funny things that make people themselves. As we all know, I have a fear of high five-ing, which has plagued me since my teen years. I also have a fear of mashed potato.

I’d like to pre-empt this by saying that I love potatoes in general. Give me a chip or a roast potato any day. Baked (jacket) potatoes – love them! Even boiled potatoes bring me great joy. But mashed, or boiled to the point of mash, is just never going to fly with me. It’s a total crime against the sturdy potato!

I have had issues with it for years, but it wasn’t until about six years ago that I finally admitted it to other people. I was a vegetarian at the time and the cases of unintentional mash eating were becoming too much for me. Once I had announced it out loud to those closest to me, I was finally able to move forward fearlessly in my life.

It’s not generally accepted without questioning, in fact every boy I have dated since then has said (I quote) ‘That’s just because you haven’t tried mine. I make the best mash’ Yep, I’m sure you do and I’ll even pretend I enjoy it… but really, it makes me want to throw up. On myself.

The worst mash-related incident I have had was when travelling in Chile in 2006. I was traveling with a Chilean friend and we spent a fair amount of time with her extended family, eating until we couldn’t move. Vegetarianism wasn’t openly accepted in Chile and I was quite used to picking meat out of my sin-carne food while responding to comments of ‘that’s not meat, that’s ham’ with ‘oh, sorry, my mistake, muchos gracias’.

One day we were going to an aunt’s house and my friend had emphasised the whole sin-carne situation beforehand, clarifying ‘you do eat everything else right?’ ‘Yep, anything, just no meat!’.

So we rocked up to lunch, sat down at the table and aunty puts a plate of food in front of everyone. When my plate came out, she was looking thrilled to bits with herself as she placed it in front of me and I looked down in horror. In front of me sat a plate at least 20cms wide, piled high with nothing but grey, sloppy mashed potato. I looked at my friend in horror and had a small panic attack, before taking a deep breath and hoeing into it.

I still feel sick remembering it and when I hear the words mashed and potato in the same sentence, I still remember the sight, smell and taste of that plate full of mushy hell.

I was discussing quirks with my friend today and went through these main ones of mine, the mash, the high fives and the nose whistling. Hers were an inability too cross the road without a green man (kissing goodbye our chances of ever getting on The Amazing Race) and a serious hatred for chicken. The chicken thing is understandable as it’s a fairly hit and miss meat and was actually the last thing I returned to eating when I came to my senses after 7 years of vegetarianism, however my friend consciously buys and eats cage eggs without hesitation. Apparently she’s breaking even on the chickens she’s saving from being bred for food…

I realised during this discussion that the people I love the most are the ones with the funniest quirks, fears and passions. Fears of buttons, fear of cotton buds and an addiction to tuna are a few that spring to mind amongst my friends.

I’m now on a mission to discover the strangest thing about each of my good friends… Expect to be grilled, people!