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One year.
I’ve been a fully-employed, benefits-receiving, vacation-accruing worker bee for the past 365 days.
I feel a tinge of accomplishment but much more nostalgia for my adolescence.
The rainy afternoon is a perfect reason to bike and catch up with my dear friend Google Reader.
By the way, that’s the hind end of SCAD bus in the window. A handful of my coworkers have been designing and producing new bus wraps using student artwork. They’re pretty nifty!
(Taken with Instagram at Club SCAD)
Everyone puts Cool Whip on their salad, right?
I introduced my coworkers to the wonders of Midwestern salad yesterday. I cannot remember how we started talking about the Midwest’s picnic and banquet staple, but they expressed shock and awe. “Jell-O, whipped cream and pudding in a salad? This cannot be!” they said.
I was adamant that, yes, people make and eat this food. It is actually called salad, and I tried to tell them that variations on the dish are quite delicious. Evidently I proved my argument too successfully: I was volunteered to bring a salad to work tomorrow.
So tonight Lena and I chopped Snickers bars, green apples and mixed in some whipped topping to make — what else — Snickers Salad.
I learned in my hearty debate yesterday that Snickers Salad even has its own Wikipedia page. (How could these foolish coworkers have doubted my authenticity?)
The entry reads:
Snickers Salad is a mix of Snickers bars, Granny Smith apples, and whipped cream or whipped topping served in a bowl.[1][2] It is a potluck and party staple in some parts of the Midwest of the United States, where the “salad” is popular alongside glorified rice, pistachio salad, jello salad and hotdish. It is sometimes included in church cookbooks.[3]
Snickers salad is easy to make: the ingredients are simply combined.[4] As to whether it is a salad or a dessert, popular lore has it that it depends on which end of the table it is sitting.[3] Variations include the addition of grapes, sliced bananas, crushed pineapple, vanilla pudding, buttermilk, lemon juice, sour cream, cream cheese, marshmallow cream, and mayonnaise.[3] There are also sweet variations that include chocolate chips, candy sprinkles, chocolate or caramel sauce, peanuts, and crushed pretzels.[3]
Ewww. I’m sticking to the original recipe for tomorrow. I don’t think my coworkers would appreciate eating mayonnaise with their Snickers before noon.
I’m also taking the Vasa Lutheran Church Cookbook to work. My boss specifically asked me, “Please tell me you also have recipes for hotdish?”
Why yes, I believe I have one or twenty. The names of Midwestern foods are so novel for my coworkers that hype and anticipation are growing for my salad. A few emails have circulated to announce my treat’s grand debut.
Reaction one:
Everyone. Laura’s got this. She’s going to bring Snicker Salad and other Midwestern concoctions. Don’t ask. Bring an open mind. Also, Tums.
Reaction two:
Snickers Salad? A groundbreaking treat!
Man, I’m such a groundbreaker. I’ve really outdone myself this time by making something that takes 10 minutes, three ingredients and slight upper-body strength. But then there’s the secret ingredient: a Midwestern childhood.
Behind the Counter
The Cannon Falls Beacon reports:
Oldest business in CF has been sold
Scofield Drug and Gift, the city’s oldest existing business and a mainstay on 4th St., has been sold.
Nash Finch, the owner of the EconoFoods store in Cannon Falls, is the buyer. Reed Qualey, owner of Scofield’s since 1988, is the seller. The sale took place Monday, May 16.
Michael Burns, a Nash Finch spokesman, said they plan to continue to operate as Qualey did, and will be involved in the community. They plan to stay in the same location on 4th St. “Our goal is to keep the integrity of the business at the level Reed has maintained,” Burns said.
Qualey’s future plans include working part-time in the store. His daughter, Laura, will continue as manager of Scofield Drug and Gift.
Qualey bought the store from Chuck and Bev Scofield. The drug store has been in the same location since its founding in 1868. Chuck Scofield is the great-grandson of one of the founders, Wilbur Scofield.
Nash Finch is the second largest publicly traded wholesale food distributor in the U.S., with annual sales of approximately $5.2 billion.
I’ve known a sale was in the making for a while now because of my insider scoop. Now that plans are official, I guess that this means I can no longer just walk behind the counter to talk to the coworkers (read: surrogate mothers, cheerleaders and friends) I’ve known since I was 15. I’m a bit saddened by this fact.
“Hey girrrrrl. You must be a model. I like how you walkin’.”
A man rolled down his car window and hollered at me as I walked into work this morning. I learn something new about Georgia everyday. Apparently 8:30 a.m. is not too early to start catcalling.
Thank goodness it’s Friday.
It’s 11 p.m. and I’m still working.
I’m basking in the glory of another marathon workweek. And by “basking in the glory” I mean I’m wandering around the house saying phrases like, “I could punch a baby!” and “These people must think punctuation is optional!”
I like to munch, snack, nibble and graze while I work, and tonight my vice is fortune cookies.
Cookie #1
You will have good luck and overcome many hardships.
My reaction: Way to go Golden Bowl manufacturers. I will save the world one email and poster at a time.
Cookie #2
There are no bad days; some are just better than others.
My reaction: Tomorrow can’t possibly be as busy as today, right?
Cookie #3
Give yourself some peace and quite for at least a few hours.
My reaction: Uh oh. I think we’re headed down a slippery slope…
Cookie #4
Great things are made up of little things.
My reaction: How many fortune cookies can I eat before I move from a casual snacker to a crazed shut-in with high levels of partially hydrogenated soybean and cottonseed oil in her blood?
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Disclaimer I: My fortune cookie actually read quite instead of quiet, so don’t blame the type-o on me. Any other errors on this page I’ll attribute to my fingers betraying me in retaliation for hours of abuse.
Disclaimer II: I will never punch a baby.
The Cave
Mumford & Sons • Sigh No More
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The Cave - Mumford & Sons
Mumford & Sons gets me through the workweek. Why do weekends have to go by so quickly?
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A deFINE ART article (by yours truly) on the SCAD homepage.
Doin’ the happy dance
I just received this text message:
Due to inclement weather, SCAD Savannah will operate on a two-hour delay tomorrow, Jan. 11, opening for students, faculty and staff at 10:30 a.m.
After further inquiry in my e-mail inbox, I read:
The National Weather Service has issued a Winter Weather Advisory until 11 a.m. tomorrow for inland Bryan, Chatham, Long, Liberty and Beaufort counties and coastal Colleton and Jasper counties. A Winter Weather Advisory means that periods of freezing rain are expected or are occurring. Travel difficulties are likely this evening and early tomorrow morning.
Chatam County. BINGO.
I thought my late start days were over when
A. I graduated and
B. I moved to the South.
I’m so happy Southerners are terrified of cold weather. I’m staying up tonight and dancin’ to the Kinect.
—-Office chit chat—-
Me at approximately at 3 pm making odd noises in the corner desk: This is the third time I’ve had the hiccups today!
Coworker No. 1: That’s funny. It’s like the hundredth time you’ve had them since we’ve moved into this office.
Me: Maybe there’s something wrong with me. I should Google it.
Coworker No. 2: That’s exactly what I was thinking. (Spins around in office chair to find horrific possible diseases and ailments.)
I work in an office with only men. The “make-fun-of-you-and-everything-else-around” type of men. Let’s just say that they do not patronize me, but they do make the day go by a lot more quickly.
