Big news over here this week....

And I'm not just referring to the shocking news of the demise of Brad and Angelina. But, while we're on that, it does concern and surprise me that a couple with MILLIONS of dollars, and access to pretty much ANYTHING they want on this PLANET, can't make a marriage work. I mean, I know they're human, they got problems, but they can basically call and consult with the God damn Dalai Lama about their issues. Literally. You know Ang got that dude's number in her celly. They have all these kids, houses all over the world, they have a FUCKING WINERY IN FRANCE, people. But they still can't hack it. It goes to show, shit ain't easy. And all the rosé in the world can't reconcile irreconcilable differences. BUT....we can all go out trying.


What's to drink....

La Storia Cabernet Sauvignon goes best with "end of a long day, post hot shower, in pajamas" mode and makes folding the laundry more tolerable. I had a glass while folding the stupid laundry and watching that new show, "This is Us" on NBC. I teetered between "this is corny as hell" and full blown tears. I'll probably stick with it and move between dramatic eye rolling and sobbing. Basically, like every day of my life. Go get this wine and watch some corny TV and fold some laundry. It will make everything better. Cheers!

                                     La Storia Cabernet Sauvignon

What's to eat....

This is a new recipe this week. We are big fans of meat on the bone (I am refraining from the most obvious of jokes) over here because we're kinda savage-esque. I wanted to try something new with pork chops, and this was a hit. If you don't eat the swine, you could do this with some chicken, or you could skip it all together. I will die swearing that people who don't eat pork are denying themselves the pure joy of life that is bacon. But then some humane person starts to explain the whole slaughter house thing and I rescind my argument (but it's really only so that they don't tell me the whole story). So, I get to have my bacon and eat it too. This recipe is by my girl Giada, who never ceases to amaze me with her huge beautiful head, tiny waist, and huge cans. What's Giada eating that it's only going to her head and tits? Please God, let it be this pork dish. 

Pork Chops alla Pizzaiola

http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/giada-de-laurentiis/pork-chops-alla-pizzaiola-recipe.html


Working on my holy crap I went back to work this week....

I mean, it's only a little per diem Nursing gig. But it pays better than this blog. And while I don't think I will be saving any lives, I will be preventing the spread of the flu virus by shoving jamming injecting needles into people's arms. And while this may not sound glamorous or important, I'll have you know, I had the flu once. I wanted to die. For real. I am going to tell every single person I vaccinate that I am so grateful to be the person responsible for them not feeling like they want to die. I'm basically Florence Nightingale without the funny hat. Come to think of it though, they say she got the syphilis from getting down with all of the soldiers she cared for. I am not planning on doing that. I think that's a reasonable goal to set when going back to work after a 6 year hiatus. Don't fornicate with the patients. Don't die from a venereal disease. I didn't want to set the bar TOO high. This should do just fine. 

Wishing you ALL of the Good Stuff. 

XO 
Tara 

P.S. I don't think Florence N. really banged all those soldiers and then died of syphilis. She probably showed up some male doctor and then he started a rumor about her. True story.