I got these flowers today from my work group. Aren’t they just beautiful?
Archive for the year 2005
I’m posting this photo in honor of my very first Christmas with the Brubakers. This photo was taken on the morning of December 25, 1999. You can even see the date stamp on the corner.
I love having pictures to go with fond memories. So when I am old and senile, I can always look back at all the photos that I’ve collected over the years and say, “Who is that guy?”
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If you’ve ever wanted a sugarglider of your own, now is your chance. Sara has two new baby sugargliders, Mia and Amigo. They are babies of Littleman and Sweet Pea so they are the siblings of our sugargliders, Ginger and Star. She’s also looking for a home for her two chocolate apricot sugargliders Lilly and Jinx. They are adult sugargliders. Please visit her website for more information. Trust me. Pet store sugargliders are not as well cared for as her suggies. I know because the cage Rockie was kept in at the pet store was pretty sad. Brian actually had no intention of letting me buy a boy sugarglider despite the tantrum that I threw in the car on the way to lunch today. He made me promise that I would not buy one and that we would just look. However, when we got there he saw the condition that Rockie had to live in and he changed his mind. He was living in this small cage with his two sisters. They slept in this big sherpa-lined pouch. The pouch was pretty cool but it was really filthy. They had no toys in the cage except for a tree branch and a flexible rope that ran from one side of the cage to the other. I wouldn’t even consider those toys. Besides that, they were being fed oranges and pellet food. If you know anything about sugargliders, then you know that too much citrus is bad for them so oranges should be fed to them sparingly. We feed Ginger and Star oranges only once every two weeks and just a few slivers. We are very particular about their diet because we want to make sure that they live long, healthy lives. Anyway, Brian actually thought about buying the other two female sugargliders that were there with Rockie. Except at $185 each, that would mean almost $600 that we didn’t have right now. It was really sad, though. I felt bad that we could only take Rockie and had to leave them behind. Three sugargliders is enough, though. I don’t know how we would be able to handle having five of them. We’d probably have to buy another big cage. That’s another $100 and then add another $200 (at least) to that to deck out the cage with toys and accessories. I mean, you can’t have an empty cage. You have to make your pets happy.
Posted on December 23, 2005 by Ching under Food and Drink, Games, Life.
So I was craving all you can eat crab legs for several weeks now and the other day I came across an ad for King’s Buffet in Splurge mag so, naturally, I talk Brian into going with me. Brian, the good son that he is, decided to invite his parents to go with us. Brace yourself for this experience.
We get there around 6 pm and, on a December evening when most restos are packed filled with people, when there are absolutely no cars in the parking lot you have to worry. I had second thoughts right then. I mean, three hundred thousand Wichitans can’t be wrong. Right?
Instincts told me this was a bad idea. But did I listen? Of course not.
On the drive home, Brian shared that he felt the same way and almost asked if we could go somewhere else. I asked him why he didn’t and he said that I had my heart set on a crab legs pig out and he was afraid to upset me. Bless his heart.
I told him that I had doubts about the place upon our arrival there also and would not have questioned it one bit. So I told him to feel free to protest in the future, next time I drag him to some place new, and not worry about upsetting me because I will totally understand.
I will leave Brian to describe the food since he will be writing a review of this place. Suffice it to say, everyone hated the place. After trying their food, it was no surprise why there weren’t any cars in the parking lot. We felt so bad for dragging Brian’s parents to the place that we went ahead and paid for their meal. It was just the right thing to do.
You’re probably wondering how the crab legs were. Well, if you were in the middle of the Sahara and you hadn’t had any water for four weeks then you’d probably drink mud. The experience was like a bad papercut. You don’t really feel the pain until much later.
For those of you who don’t grasp metaphors too well, let me spell it out. There were some crab legs that were alright, and there were some that were down-right questionable and gross. While it was nice to be able to satisfy my craving, I really don’t appreciate the sick feeling that I have in my stomach right now that is keeping me awake.
I have this weird feeling in my stomach and I can’t decide if I want to poop or puke. It’s really weird and I’ve never really felt this way before. This must be what shellfish poisoning is like?
Anyway, I tried to go to the bathroom last night. I sat there playing Hot Shots Golf on PSP until the PSP ran out of battery and still nothing. So I went to bed with this sick feeling. I think they will have to perform an emergency c-section on me later today because I am so freakin’ miserable but I don’t know what to do to make myself feel better. I’m so miserable that I can’t even sleep! That’s why I’m in front of the computer, whining and blogging.
So anyway, the moral of this story is: Never ever eat cheap crab legs. If you want crab legs, go to Red Lobster or something. Seriously. Being cheap will only make you sick.
Guess what. We brought home our first boy sugarglider today. His name is Rockie. He is feisty and vocal like Star. Hopefully all three of them will get along okay. We should have pictures him soon.