Today I am annoyed

[fancytalk]

Remember the crossed fingers that the faucet would be an easy fix?
I should have crossed them tighter.
I went to the hardware store and bought shorter nipples.
Before I turned off the water, I thought I would double-check to make sure I bought the right diameter.
They didn't fit!
At least that's what it seemed until I realized that I tested the fit with the wrong nut. *head desk*
So now that I figured that out, I'm going to go install the faucet and hope these nipples are short enough.

And to completely kill my day, when I picked Ronette up at the airport last night she tells me that the work party we have to go to is tonight. I'm really not looking forward to this because I have to cook. It's a Mediterranean theme and Ronette volunteered to bring dolmades aka stuffed grape leaves. Shoot, I should have just bought some pre-made jarred ones when I went to the grocery store this morning. As it is, I get to hand-roll about 25 billion grape leaves. Then she asks this morning for me to pick figs for everyone since I'm driving into the city. I'm really tempted to drive in, park the car in front of her office and take the BART back home. That would be really mean, so I'm going to fix the sink and start cooking.

Comments

[yesimthegirl.livejournal.com]

Gone. Not even a tiny little smidge to take pictures of for you to drool over.

[hippiedork.livejournal.com]

That's some harsh punishment! :P

I bought some at Trader Joe's yesterday though. Because I am lame and don't know how to make them. Plus, it looks like a difficult task.

Also, was wondering if you are also Greek?

[yesimthegirl.livejournal.com]

Tough love, baby! Tough love. ;p

The hardest part is finding the grape leaves to buy. The making is fairly easy. I'll post a recipe and one night after a lot of ouzo, you can try your first batch.

Without the long complicated answer, yes I'm Greek. But I didn't grow up knowing I was Greek. The grape leaf making was a way not to spend a billion dollars going to this one particular Greek restaurant in Virginia.

[hippiedork.livejournal.com]

My dad's side is Greek, but he never took us around them when we were kids because, well, they are crazy damn Greeks, lol. But once I became an adult I made an effort to get to know them. They're still crazy, but it's easier to deal with as an adult, you know? Two of my cousins own greek restaurants, so I always had easy access to all my fave greek foods, with a family discount, of course. But that's also the reason why I have no idea how to make greek food - someone else always did it for me!