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Today’s Act of Domestic Goddesshood was the creation of crock pot beef stew. I’d never actually made it before, and to be honest, my favorite kind is good ol’ Dinty Moore. I had real difficulty finding a recipe that looked like it would emulate Dinty’s chunkified, canned goodness. I finally settled on this one, since I had most of the ingredients. It was good, but the tomato soup base was still unsettling to me. I want nummy beef gravy! Anybody have a good stew recipe? Of course, I won’t be able to use it til next winter, seeing as how I made so much of this batch we’ll be eating it for the next ten months…

Incidentally, I had no idea that Dinty Moore beef stew was such an icon for the survivalist set. Check out this Google search. Half the results are for Y2K nutcases discussing supplies for their fallout shelters!

Hee! The sex shop around the corner has a new holiday message on their chalkboard: “BUY MOM SOMETHING SHE REALLY NEEDS!”

I told you about the missing wealthy Melbourne couple, right? Well, they found them dead and buried in a shallow grave, and now it looks like the youngest son did it. This could be a great true crime novel. Watching it unfold in the media has just been fascinating.

Roger Ebert has pre-emptively ruined my entire week. *sulk*

New Poll: I’ve been flipping through this course catalog and I think I’ve narrowed it down to a few different choices. Which class would you take?

Since I seem to have become a housewife overnight (by virtue of the fact that Snookums has a job and I don’t), I decided that I would make the most of circumstance and be the best darn housewife I can. Thus I give you my day:

• Work on my quilt while watching Days of Our Lives
• Head to the gym for forty-five minutes on the stairmaster
• Pick up a course catalog for Sydney Uni’s “Continuing Education” department
• Clean the house from top to bottom (even the toilet!)
• Shower, so as to be fresh and pretty for the breadwinner
• Make peanut-butter-and-oatmeal cookies (his favorite)

Damn, am I a domestic goddess or what? (Bite me, Nigella.) I might as well be Charlotte from Sex and the City. Of course, now that he’s home I’ve gone back to normal, drinkin’ a beer and surfin’ the web. Ahhh, it feels good to be myself again.

Praise Baby Jesus! Guess what restaurant just opened in Sydney? My all-time favorite London eatery – Wagamama! We are so there.

Dan Devine, one of Notre Dame’s great football coaches, has died. Unless I’m mistaken, he was the coach for Rudy‘s famous game.

I do not eat nor drink blue things. And I can’t imagine many of you would either. *shudder*

The next Harry Potter has again been delayed. Ugh, this is turning into a Dark Tower situation. Stephen King should call up J.K. Rowling and tell her that getting harrassed by your fans is no fun. Perhaps that’d be the kick in the ass she needs.

(Sidenote: That Dark Tower link was meant as a throwaway, but it’s actually really informative about the books if you’re into them. Recommended.)