Work and play (sort of)...
Sep. 16th, 2011 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpA fairly large job hit the inbox this morning, with a request for an ASARP (As Soon As Reasonably Possible) turnaround, which I accommodated by sending the 4,000 words back by 1 pm.
Then I went to Durango, for a number of reasons, chief among them to get some pet food (and yes, even with the 120-mile round trip, it's cheaper to buy the stuff in Durango than in Pagosa, if you throw in bulk purchases and the buy-a-dozen-get-one-free deal at the store in Durango). I also stopped by the health food store to pick up some tabouleh and some black rice, and at the Wal-Mart to pick up some roasted Hatch peppers.
There are two things I really enjoy about this time of year in the Colorado Rockies: mushrooms and peppers.
The mushroom season was pretty much a bust (not enough rain not soon enough, in my opinion, at least around these parts), but the New Mexico pepper harvest is something you can fairly well depend upon.
I picked up a few of these peppers a couple of weeks ago, out of the "hot" pile at the City Market, and they didn't seem all that hot to me. Spicy, yes, but not hot, not like, say, a jalapeño.
So today, I picked out a box of hot peppers, paid for it, and had the crew outside the store roast 'em for me.
I had two of them with dinner, and these bad boys delivered quite a bit more heat. Also, even rigorous washing of the hands after handling only two peppers was not enough to prevent subsequent discomfort when handling sensitive areas of one's body.
I can just imagine what it'll be like tomorrow, when I go through the rest of the peppers and decide what to do with them.
Shiloh enjoyed the trip, for sure; especially the part where I pick up an extra treat for her while shopping at the pet store. Today's fun involved an ox-tail that was devoured in short order (making me happy I had brought water for her to drink, as I suspect the dried treats may have a lot of salt on them, along the lines of what passes for "jerky" that's sold for human consumption at gas stations, for example.
Apropos of which, I managed to cover 388 miles on one tank of gas (16.7 gallons), which puts the van in the better-than-20-miles-per-gallon category (heck, almost 25 miles per gallon, which is not bad for a vehicle built in 1998 and 225,000 miles on the odometer).
Promising news from Galina, more about which if it comes to pass.
Cheers...
Then I went to Durango, for a number of reasons, chief among them to get some pet food (and yes, even with the 120-mile round trip, it's cheaper to buy the stuff in Durango than in Pagosa, if you throw in bulk purchases and the buy-a-dozen-get-one-free deal at the store in Durango). I also stopped by the health food store to pick up some tabouleh and some black rice, and at the Wal-Mart to pick up some roasted Hatch peppers.
There are two things I really enjoy about this time of year in the Colorado Rockies: mushrooms and peppers.
The mushroom season was pretty much a bust (not enough rain not soon enough, in my opinion, at least around these parts), but the New Mexico pepper harvest is something you can fairly well depend upon.
I picked up a few of these peppers a couple of weeks ago, out of the "hot" pile at the City Market, and they didn't seem all that hot to me. Spicy, yes, but not hot, not like, say, a jalapeño.
So today, I picked out a box of hot peppers, paid for it, and had the crew outside the store roast 'em for me.
I had two of them with dinner, and these bad boys delivered quite a bit more heat. Also, even rigorous washing of the hands after handling only two peppers was not enough to prevent subsequent discomfort when handling sensitive areas of one's body.
I can just imagine what it'll be like tomorrow, when I go through the rest of the peppers and decide what to do with them.
Shiloh enjoyed the trip, for sure; especially the part where I pick up an extra treat for her while shopping at the pet store. Today's fun involved an ox-tail that was devoured in short order (making me happy I had brought water for her to drink, as I suspect the dried treats may have a lot of salt on them, along the lines of what passes for "jerky" that's sold for human consumption at gas stations, for example.
Apropos of which, I managed to cover 388 miles on one tank of gas (16.7 gallons), which puts the van in the better-than-20-miles-per-gallon category (heck, almost 25 miles per gallon, which is not bad for a vehicle built in 1998 and 225,000 miles on the odometer).
Promising news from Galina, more about which if it comes to pass.
Cheers...
