Domestic Geek

Has anybody ever soaked a turkey in brine prior to roasting? Every year I see this on various television channels and wonder if it really makes a roast turkey better. If anyone has ever tried it, for better or worse, leave a comment and let me know. Thanks!

Current mood: drained
What is in the burritos at Qdoba that isn't in the ones at Chipolte? I've tried Qdoba burritos on three separate occasions and felt really ill each time. I'm obviously allergic to one of the herbs or something. Marcus really wanted to stop there for dinner this evening, so I begrudgingly tried some quesadillas instead of a burrito. I feel just fine. They were also really good. So I guess I'll go there again; I'll just stay away from the burritos.

I am soooo pooped and sore right now. After making dough this morning, Marcus and I spent all afternoon trying to rearrange out storage unit. I was looking for the box for the Sony Clie I want to sell. I believe the software for it is still in the original box. Could I find it anywhere? NO. It's got to be around here somewhere, I just can't find it. Oh, well. It'll turn up eventually, I hope. On top of everything else going on, I think I'm trying to get sick as well. Let's hope not.

I had lunch with my friend Traci last Friday. I haven't seen her in a long time. I actually thought she hated me and was avoiding me. She didn't respond to an email I sent a while back, so I figured I was being blown off. Well, a lot of people from my past have been making contact lately, so I decided now was the perfect time to try again and this time I got a response. Yay!! Turns out things haven't been going so well for her lately and she didn't want to talk to anyone. I had a really great time seeing her.

Well, I should've been in bed a couple of hours ago. Guess I'd better try to get some sleep.

Marcus took me to IHOP this morning for stuffed french freedom toast. Yummay!!!

Marcus and I just got back from Red Lobster. Yummmmmm.

Well, Marcus and I decided to eat at the Flying J because it is close to the airport/I-70/home. We had the crappiest waitress. First the sign said seat yourself, so we did. A waitress never comes. Finally, Marcus went to the drink station to ask another waitress if we would get menus and some service. She brought over some menus and said that so-and-so would be with us shortly. When she finally strolls over, all she wants to take is our drink order. Marcus told her we were ready to actually order food and she seemed annoyed. So, the salad bar came with what we ordered, but she didn't bother to tell us to help ourselves. Then we had no silverware. Marcus tracked down yet another waitress for that. She asked Marcus where he was sitting and when he pointed to our table, she gave a "that figures" type of look with her eyes as if she already had a pretty good idea who our waitress was. Our waitress finally appeared with the milkshake Marcus ordered -- no straw. Our food finally came -- no steak knives to cut the steak. The waitress disappears again, so Marcus stops the first waitress again to get a knife. When our waitress finally strolls over with the check, she asks Marcus if he wanted a glass of water to go with the milkshake he had with dinner. He said sure, but he also wanted some take-home boxes for our food. She disappears yet again. Marcus flagged down another waitress to get us some boxes. After we've got our food boxed up, here comes our waitress with a box. How much you want to bet she was bitching about not getting a tip?