So…. my series on whether executive experience makes a good president landed me on the History Carnival, which is hosted today at the American Presidents Blog. Check it out and thanks for the linkage!
Other than that, not too much new. The in-laws are back from the Czech Republic, we’re getting carpet installed tomorrow in our family room and spare bedroom, I have four or five of the itchiest insect bites on my ankle (hydrocortisone cream is awesome), and I’m eagerly awaiting the debate tonight.
Oh, I can babble a little bit about one thing, which is sort of lame but it has Frank nervous. I’ve decreed that every time we order Chinese food, we have to order something new. We perpetually get a quart of something-and-broccoli, and then either beef or chicken lo mein. Sometimes we go a little crazy and get General Tso’s. We get quarts because they offer a good value and we can get lunch the next day out of it. Experimentation of this sort probably would have been wise in college, but it just didn’t happen much. I guess we were happy to be getting our $4.50 student meal and given the states of our bank accounts, we felt little need to branch out from trusted favorites. Well, now, we’re trying stuff out. Chinese food last week (we tend to get it about once a week) included Hunan Chicken, which was AWESOME. Today it was beef chow mein, which was cool because of the crispy noodles and abundant soupy-sauciness but I wasn’t a huge fan of the veggies. Frank’s playing hockey tonight so he hasn’t partaken yet but I’m guessing he won’t be raving about it either. I also ordered orange chicken, which is always yummy.
We live amazing, crazy lives around these parts.
You are nutty people.
I used to love Chinese food, but once I started eating Thai food, I didn’t really care for Chinese anymore.
Now I’m craving Thai. Dammit.
Thai is good, but I can’t get Thai delivered to your door for $16 in 10 minutes. 🙂 Plus Lane is grossly abhorrent of anything even mildly spicy so that rules out like 90% of any Thai I’ve ever eaten. Jake would go for it though, my MIL makes this mean garlic dip that is wicked garlicky and he eats it with a spoon like it’s yogurt.