5 continents? Cats have seven lives? WHAT?

You guys are probably going to eat me up for this but how many continents are there???

For me, there’s always been FIVE.

And then last night I’m having dinner with a few friends (wives from Peru and husbands from U.S.) and we got into this big discussion about differences and things we find weird in this country.

Husbands said 7 continents and wives said 5. We made a pretty big deal out of it. And then I’m googling it now and apparently, for most English speakers, there are 7 continents: South America, North America, Africa, Europe, Asia, Australia and Antartica. For half-Asia, South America and Africa (I think, what do you think Nic?) there are 5- maybe 6 if you count Antarctica, but ‘for us’ it’s not considered a continent yet: America (as a whole one), Africa, Europe, Asia and Oceania (which includes NZ and Australia).

Why doesn’t the world make up its mind and teach us all ONE SAME THING?

Same thing about the cousins and uncles. My mom’s cousin -for me – would be my uncle, because it’s a different generation and his kids would be my cousins. For J -and most of you guys – they’re all cousins or second cousins or whatever. In the end, we’re all just cousins. So confusing.

AND Same thing about the cat’s lives. For me, cats have seven lives (referring to the saying… you know what i mean) but for J, they have nine.

I feel so left out!

The Great Escape

Can you believe this dog?

I was half-expecting him to come back and pull a McGyver and open the door and free the other dogs.
Dang it, he didn’t.

Peruvian Yumminess

J and I went to this little Latin market in Salt Lake that friends have recommended to us before. We were so excited!! We found Aji Amarillo, Rocoto, peruvian corn, and tons and tons of peruvian candy.
We bought everything and then went to this Peruvian Restaurant called Cafe Peru in Salt Lake.

Guess what we ate?

Beef heart!

I know this probably doesn’t sound good or is on anybody’s favorite food list but if you ever go to Peru you have to try Anticuchos (picture above). J really liked those when we were in Peru, even knowing what it was. So far, we hadn’t been able to find Anticuchos here in the States that tastes any close to what the real thing tastes like. Until now. That restaurant is pretty good.

Another ‘weird’ dish J tried when we were in Peru was Alpaca steak. Only one word to describe it: DELICIOUSNESS. We tried a little bit of the guinea pig and we just couldn’t go that far (I mean, the thing is laying down in your plate, HEAD, TOES and everything. It even stares at you. I just couldn’t.)

Back to the new restaurant story – I ordered the cebiche and that wasn’t amazing, it was just ok. I guess the limes used in Peru will always be different that the ones here.

We also ate some Alfajores. Have you tried those? OMG they are soooo damn good. It’s some kind of shortbread cookie with manjar blanco filling (similar to Dulce de Leche/Caramel) and then covered with powdered sugar. I made some at home last winter for a fund raising cookie sale we had for the American Cancer Society and I really think those were the best – not just because I made them but because J said so and because people that tried them LOVED them) I should post the recipe so you guys can try it.

Have you tried Peruvian food before??

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Forward Friday: Motivational Posters

Have a nice weekend and excuse my lack of fun-blogging.

:Blush:

What?

I’ve had a subscription with Blockbuster for over a year and a half paying about $20 to get unlimited movies, three DVDs at a time.

When J and I were watching Lost, there was one last DVD we needed to finish: the DVD #6 of season 3. We didn’t have more DVDs to exchange so we had to pay normal rates to rent it.

The freaking DVD was $4.50!!!! Only one DVD!

When did prices go up so high?

Best buddies

We adopted a new dog!!

Noooo, just kidding. We have our hands full with Penny! J and I thought it would be good for her if we let her socialize with other doggies, being an only child and all (and I know how it feels to not have someone like you to play with…. oh childhood memories are coming back right now)

They look so cute together! Little Bellas was all over the place and chasing Penny around. Penny was being a very good big sister, letting her jump on her, bite her tail and scratch her face. I was so proud of her! (And that doesn’t happen often…)

Isn’t that little tail funny-looking??

One pair of weird-looking ears and one pair of cute long ears

And Penny let her play with her bone, little Bella is dang cute!

Cuddling time!
(You can almost see Penny starting to growl a little, while Bella cuddles right in, lol)

**I have to be honest, Penny wasn’t so happy with sharing her little spot with bubbly Bella. It took J and I 20 minutes to make them both stay together and snuggle! Penny growled a couple of times when Bella got too close and was jumping on her face. It was very entertaining to watch.**

It was worth it wasn’t it?

Shit.

Driving to work is always a drag. People driving reaaaally slow on the passing lane, people driving slow on both lanes at the same time (no way to go around), people driving like tourists and just looking out the window and pointing at things. I get so frustrated.

Well, I have noticed I’m a very aggressive driver. And very competitive. Nobody can pass me; nobody will drive faster than me. Nobody will slow me down without getting a nasty look from me when I’m driving next to them and passing them. I know I shouldn’t drive like that but it just drives me insane. Even more when there are people on their cellphones and they don’t even notice that the 40-mile road is way behind and we’re now on the 60-mile road. Step on the gas people!!!

And women. Oh boy, women are SUCH bad drivers. (I guess myself included) All just looking at anything but the road, all on their cellphones, all looking behind to the car seat where a kid is seating. It’s so irresponsible. I just get SO PISSED OFF.

J has been observing my driving manners and adviced me I should mellow out and relax. ‘There’s no rush, you don’t have to drive so fast’ he says. I KNOW THAT. So on Sunday we were talking about my bad driving habits and I mention my good driving record with no tickets. I smile. J says we don’t need my first ticket coming and increasing our insurance so ‘don’t be too proud of yourself yet because you’ve been lucky and no cops had spotted you yet’. And then he compared me to one of my friends that no one wants to ride with, because she’s kind of careless and drives really fast. Obviously I didn’t like that so I made myself a promise of slowing down and thought I don’t want to be like her, I don’t want people saying NO to ride with me, I don’t want to be like her, I don’t want to be like her.

I got in my car on Monday morning and started driving. I don’t want to be like her. The road is a little wet as it’s starting to rain. I pulled off my driveway and try to relax. I don’t want to be like her. On my way to I have to drive on a 55-mile road, which changes into a 45-mile road and then back to 55, and then down to 40. I don’t want to be like her. So here I am, driving really nicely and feeling pretty proud of myself. And then when the road changes from 55 to 40 I get stuck behind this idiot driving at 30 miles an hour. I don’t want to be like her. I don’t want to be like her. I’m getting frustrated.

Try. to. keep. it. cool.

It’s ok, you don’t have to drive so fast, Melissa. You’re just fine. I don’t want to be like her.

But I can’t. I change lanes, go around it and look over the car. It’s a woman on her phone. OF COURSE IT IS. I’m so pissed. Now she looks over and notices I’m trying to pass her and speeds up. Oh girl, don’t mess with me. I’m going to pass you even if it’s the last thing I’m doing in my life.

Step on the gas and YES! I passed her. HA! VICTORY!! You idiot. Now watch and learn.

I’m feeling pretty good with myself. I love that feeling. Victory. Then I see the light changing to red and I start slowing down. I look at my rear view mirror and there she is looking all defeated. Then for the tiny little second I looked at my mirror I totally missed the cop sitting on his car on a side street. SHIT. Shit. Shit. Shit.

OH please God, make him look away. Please, please, please.

I see him leaving his spot and pulling right behind me.

Ok, I’m done. DONE. J is going to kill me.

We pull over and he comes over my window. I think really fast and go over my options.

Beg.

No, cry.

No! Have some pride. Just beg.

I couldn’t even beg too much I was so nervous. (He was kinda sexy too) I apologized for going fast as he says I was going 50 on a 40-mile road. Damn. He goes into his car and comes back with my ticket. He says the ticket is for going 5 miles over the limit and that he’s being nice. I take the ticket and drive away.

I’m writing this from heaven, sitting on my nice puffy cloud because Jeremy did kill me.

It’s nice to be able to blog in heaven.

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PS. Ok, he didn’t kill me but if you notice I don’t blog anymore then call 9-1-1 and look for my body.

PS2. Just kidding!! He didn’t kill me, he was actually really nice about it.

PS3. I have to send a check for $82 or go and beg that they void it because it’s my first ticket and it’s just for going 5 over the limit. It’s just not fair (or is it?) If it would have been for one of those days when I drove at 80 on a 55-mile road, then ok, I won’t fight. But this one I might fight for. I shall let you know the outcome next week…

Things my hubby says a lot

#10 We need to save money (and then he goes and buy brand new skis)
Ok this is not completely true. It’s usually me that does that. I just needed to get back at him, and since he doesn’t blog, he can’t say anything about it. HA! I won!

#9 When are you going to learn to cook like you promised before we got married?
I vaguely remember about this. He proposed and then I said yes and the he added -jokingly, I hoped – ‘but you have to learn to cook some time ok? It’s good to know you won’t starve if I ever have to get out of town’. Well, obviously I won’t starve, there’s always plenty of restaurants to order from! And ramen soup, fruit, microwable food, etc.

#8 Quit your bitching.
This could be a #2 but he usually doesn’t say quit your bitching like that, he just changes the subject. After putting up with my bitching for 2 good long hours.

#7 Penny get out of the kitchen.
We both say that. She likes to hang out in there.

#6 Do you want to go to hmm… BAJIO! (with the singing from the slogan and everything)
It’s hilarious. Maybe I’ll catch him on video one of these days…

#5 How are my bitches today? (to Penny and me)
I used to say ‘hey! watch it!’ and laugh but now I just say ‘ We’re just fine, how are you?’

#4 It’s late… I think I’m gonna go to bed (at 10pm)
He is such a baby. These days that we’ve been staying up late watching every single episode of Lost he’s actually surprised me. Usually I can hear his snoring at about 11pm – at the latest – and then I look over him next to me on the couch and see him laying down with Penny curled up on his chest. They’re so bonded I’m jealous. Maybe because my chest is not too big?? (sorry TMI, scratch the last part)

#3 Did I mention today that I love you?
He’s such a sweetheart.

#2 I love you.
I love you too.

#1 I’m hungry!!… What do you want for dinner?
For real! He’s hungry 24/7. He could eat all day long and not gain one single miserable pound. I drink water and I gain 3 pounds. (He does cook a lot, I even subscribed him to Rachael Ray magazine. He loves her and I hate her. Ugh.)

What does your guy say a lot?

No lotto

So we didn’t win the lottery after all. We didn’t even got one number down. Bummer.
It did feel good and liberating to think about all the things I want to do in my life and even if I don’t make them all real, at least I felt good with myself that if I had the money, I would really go for it. I know I would.

I wonder if I can buy lottery online? Can you do that?