My mom made this last week and it was DELISH! I wanted to make it today but then I discovered I have no baking powder. Once I get some baking powder, I am making it!
Cake Batter
4 eggs
2 cups sugar
1/2 cup orange juice
1 cup oil
3 cups flour
3 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
2 1/2 teaspoons vanilla
Apple Mixture
6 apples diced or thinly sliced
2 tablespoons cinnamin
5 tablespoons sugar
Mix cake batter and refrigerate for 2 hours.
Next make apple mixture.
Grease bundt cake pan. Put a layer of batter in the bottom of the bundt pan. Then put an apple layer, then batter, and end with an apple layer.
I made muffins this morning. They were from a mix. Just add milk, stir and pour into muffin tins. I make muffins with semi-frequency and the one thing I hate is filling up the muffin cups. It’s just a pain. Did I put enough in? Am I dripping all over the place? Are they even? blah blah blah. So this morning instead of placing the mix and milk into a bowl, I put it in a ziplock plastic bag. I squeezed and kneaded the batter and then when it was ready, I cut off the corner and filled up the cups by squeezing the bag like it was a pastry bag. And can I tell you there was barely any clean up? Perhaps this is a known shortcut, I have no clue, but I still feel a need to put it out there for other muffin makers who may not be in the know.
I just ate the Chicken Masala for lunch. It reheated well. I was looking around for other Chicken tikka Masala recipes and I found this one. Next time I am craving Indian, I am going to make it. I kinda wish I had just done it right last night rather than going with a Sarah Lee Semi-Homemade recipe. Oh well. At least I learn.
Sunday, October 12, 2008 was a record setting day for Donnaville.com! It’s the most visits ever! 348 people dropped on by! People weren’t stopping in to hear the vocal stylings of Cindy and Bert— no, Mr. Charles “Dustbury” Hill directed them here. They were in search of the startlingly six footer-ish lady he met back on one of his famous world tours! Here I am!!! It’s true I did meet Mr. Charles “Dustbury” Hill. I shall always fondly remember that night. He was a true gentleman. But getting back to web page traffic, the only traffic I get comes from Charles. Don’t believe me? Check this out:
What’s wrong with this picture?!? Charles gets me– why not anyone else!?! Helloooooo?
I’m just teasing, I just get a kick seeing one referrer and wanted to share it.
Erin is having a Halloween Costume Party and she invited [name omitted] and me!!!!! I am really excited! Her last Halloween Party I went to was back in the late 90’s and I remember it was SO MUCH FUN! My favorite memory of that party (my last memory too since I think I shortly blacked out) was when Erin put some funky music on the stereo and we did the Soul Train Dance Line! It was great! In fact, Erin doesn’t know this but I actually secretly recorded it for posterity. Here it is:
via videosift.com
Yeah, I know. For a bunch of white people we sure had the groove. I attribute it to the vast amounts of Manhattans and Yuenglings we drank that night.
And here’s some actual photos of that night courtesy of Erin’s extremely old Geoshities page! I am the girl dressed in red. I was supposed to be a devil. Yes, there is a man holding up my leg in the one photo. It’s upsetting to me, it really is. I lost those great shoes! 🙂 Looking at these pictures I can’t help but reminisce. The girl in the very first photo was a stripper Erin befriended (No not the angel! That’s Lisa! The other girl is the one I am referring to). We met her at Carla’s Poetry Slam in New Hope. She had a slave. She kept him chained on a leash. The few times I tried to talk to her she kept changing the subject to Sheisse Films. I really think she was molested as a child. There is simply no other explanation for that woman’s extremely odd behavior. To this day I will always remember her walking into the Halloween party at Erin’s parents’ house and Cathy saying, “I love your Dominatrix costume!” and Mistress Mercy snapping back, “I AM NOT WEARING A COSTUME!”
Oh Erin! I do hope you invite some odd guests this time too! I simply can’t wait!
One more thing– anyone have any ideas for costumes? Leave it in the comments. I honestly have no clue. But here’s the thing, I don’t want to do any of those weird slutty/sexy lady’s costumes. Suggest away! (ex. Emma and Steed, Dog and Beth, “Rowdy” Roddy Piper and “Cowboy” Bob Orton, etc)
I was so angry with my company’s so-called leadership team this afternoon. They just don’t get it. So when the clock ticked 5:00, I left. Why should I give them my overtime when they are such pig-headed jerks? On the train I realized I was hungry. How about I make something? Like Chicken Tikka Masala? It seemed ludicrous to me but what else did I have to do? I grabbed the easiest recipe I could find and went to Giant to buy the ingredients. $30.00 later I was frying chicken breasts and measuring spoonfuls of garam masala seasoning. It took me about an hour in all. It’s now 8:00 and I am ready for dinner. Honestly, it’s not bad. It’s not good either. But it’s not bad!
Yeah, I can feel the crunch. Management has started their threats again. (Not just to me but all the sales folks. Make calls, make more calls, find opportunities! WE ARE WATCHING YOU. You must document everything in a very slow CRM that takes forever to change screens. We don’t care that you spend most of the day waiting for the CRM. Do it at after work. Uh, but that’s called after work for a reason. If I am sitting for hours trying to enter activities then it’s still work, right?
I got home at 8:00. Pissed away an hour eating and putzing. Turned my computer back on around 9ish and worked until 11. I still didn’t finish everything. I wonder if I am trying to accomplish too much? I feel like I should be able to do it. It shouldn’t be so difficult. I gotta tell you, I sometimes have fantasies of going to Staples and buying a copy of ACT! I know ACT! would be faster and easier to use than the million dollar CRM I am trying to use. And I would be able to use it on the train and places where I can’t get Internet.
Today is a day off for me. No, I do not work for the government! For some weird reason my employer gives us federal holidays off. I love it. Except my customers can’t figure out why I am not available and they freak out a little bit. At any rate I spent the morning cleaning and re-arranging the donnavilla. It’s a remarkable improvement. The dust is gone. There’s still more to do but I can’t help but rest a little and look out at my furniture that no longer looks velvet and smile.
Last week I went to the Electric Factory and saw Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. I am happy to report I was not the oldest lady in the room. There was one chick older than me. Although I was the only person not high on marijuana. The opening band was Kid Congo and the Pink Monkey Birds. They were great. When Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds finally took to the stage I mistook the one drummer for Nick Cave. He was wearing a navy blazer and khaki trousers. I couldn’t help but feel almost disappointed. But then he went behind one of the drum sets and out came this skinny, old, porn star looking leprechaun and I breathed a sign of relief… now this is Nick Cave!
Here’s a clip from the concert I found on Youtube:
I was standing right next to the guy who was hooting so loudly. On my other side was a woman with blond hair who appeared to be giving a lap dance to an invisible man. It was odd. Heck, everyone there was odd. It was a lot of fun.
I want to apologize to each and every one of you who reads this blog with any regularity. Yes, I am talking to all 5 of you. I’ve been slacking and sucking of late. I know it. And I am sorry. I owe you guys better entries but I’ve honestly been blocked. Everything I write seems stupid to me. Yeah, even more stupid than what is typical for me. How can I write silly little entries when our government and economy are crumbling? I am surprised more people aren’t in an uproar. No, not over donnaville sucking. I am talking about the world right now. I am surprised at the number of people who know McCain is a poor choice but will vote for him solely because his name is on the Republican ticket. I am even more surprised at the people who seem to think Obama offers “change.” I am assuming he’s providing it in nickles and dimes since I am not seeing any other kind of change in anything he’s saying. I am shocked people aren’t up in arms over these bank and mortgage bailouts. I want to jump up and down and scream not only because we are clearly on track towards socialism but no one seems to care. I, for one, do not want the government telling me they know what is best for me nor do I want them taking the money I earned (working my ass off) and redistributing it to people who don’t seem to understand the concept of a balloon mortgage OR to the big banks who preyed on these people. I could keep going on and on but this is not a political blog and I know you guys don’t give a crap what I think. I just want to explain why I have seemingly stopped blogging and why those entries I do write are totally devoid of anything even remotely interesting or consist solely of silly YouTube videos.
Bear with me. I suppose eventually I will grow accustomed to this brave new world and the repulsion I feel every minute will slowly dissipate. And before I know it, I will be back to writing silly entries again.
