I’m easy… just not cheap.

Had a quiet day today trying to erase yesterday’s traumatic shopping experience from my memory.  I did have an unexpected visit from Brother in Law #2. My brothers in law (I have four) have the habit of occasionally popping in for a cuppa and a chat when they’re out and about.  Today BIL#2 dropped around to shoot the breeze and hang for a bit.  We started talking about the dreaded and imminent Christmas season and I’m not sure how but the tone of our chat turned into a conversation about desire. 

Why is it that we (people in genral) continually find things (objects, people or experiences) to desire.  Are we hardwired to never be happy with what we have?  Eventually you’d think that we’d run out of desires… that maybe there’s some point of saturation where you no longer feel the need to acquire.  But from what I see we don’t ever seem to get to that point, for as soon as we say or think we’ve got everything we want our entire society is geared towards telling us we want (need?) more stuff.  Or maybe desire is so integral to being alive that if we were to stop wanting and desiring various things, people and experiences we may as well be dead??? 

Because the silly season is approaching with indecent haste, we’re all getting asked that most dreaded of holiday questions "What do you want for Christmas?" and I got nothing.  I can’t think of a single thing that I want right now.  Well I should qualify that – there’s nothing I want that would fit into the average Christmas present budget range.  I’d like to build an extension onto our house approx cost about $25,000-30,000.  I’d like a new pavillion that is a more sensible size for singleton camper approx cost about about $2,500.   Errr, a hydrotherapy spa – about $14,000.  A Moran leather Chesterfield lounge suite – about $8,000-9,000.  New carpets through the house – conservatively about $10,000-12,000 and given a few more minutes I’m sure there’s a handful of other ridiculously expensive things that I might like.

But other than wanting big ticket items for our home… I can’t think of anything I want let alone somethng I might actually need.  Maybe this is why I hate the consumer driven holiday season so much.  We’ve all totally bought into thinking up stuff we don’t need for our friends and family to buy for us and we in turn buy stuff for themt that they totally don’t need and the whole thing is a stupid cycle that we repeat every bloody year.

Don’t misunderstand me though, I’m not some sort of hardline greenie or socialist trying to save us from our own mass consumerism.  In fact I may well be one of the most accomplished consumers I know.  But I just hate this mad accumulation of ‘stuff’ for no reason.
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Retail therapy my arse!

ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!  Holy snapping duck shit AND Jesus titty fucking Christ!

Yes, my shopping trip this morning warrants bringing out both the big guns.  I don’t like shopping at the best of times and definitely don’t like it unless I have a specific shopping agenda.  Wandering aimlessly through shopping centres is just plain annoying and not high on my favourite ways to spend time.  There is of course an exception to every rule and that would be for browsing in bookshops which is the only time when shopping without intent is perfectly acceptable.  But as per usual I’m already off topic.

I went to Carindale shopping centre this morning with a mission – to purchase a copy of Zelda Twilight Princess for the Wii.  I had seen it advertised at Big W for $68 which those in the know (Mr K gaming weenie extraordinaire) had told me was a good price.  Naturally before I set off, I searched around online to see if I could avoid the shops altogether and wait for someone to bring it to me instead… but alas I didn’t find a copy for under $94 online.  So off to the shops I went.

Advertising having done it’s magic my first port of call was Big W – where I spent 15 minutes or so searching the disorderly racks looking for it before asking at the ‘service counter’ where I was informed that they were out of stock.  Bugger. 

Undeterred, I marched over to JB Hi-Fi where I probably spent another 10 mins or so looking for it before asking for assistance, waited around for their ‘Games Specialist’.  When he turned up he told me they had a copy (and he disappeared out back) which when he waved it in front of me turned out to be $97. 

Okay…  off to Target then.  More hunting for the title on the shelves and shelves of Wii stuff (did I mention that when I hunt for something when everything is out of order I often HAVE to start alphabetizing thiings to put them into some semblance of order – I can’t help it… those dump bins full of cheap DVDs at JB HiFi really make me twitch).  Target didn’t seem to have it so again I harrassed the slack jawed dopey 17 yr old chickie working behind the counter who said she didn’t think they had it. 

Righty-o what about Myer…. more time wasted looking all around the games area (ooh,,, Lego Batman looks pretty cool but it’s not on the agenda) hunting, hunting…. but nope.  No Zelda there either.  Power walk out past the homewares so I don’t get distracted by Villeroy and Boch candlesticks or something equally unnecessary.

DJs…???  What are the odds it will be affordable there either.  But I am nothing if not tenacious when focused on a task and dutifully wandered up to DJs too where I found a copy for $104.  Shit this was getting worse not better. 

Getting ever more desperate next I tried EB Games.  Having decided that the recipient probably wouldn’t care if it was preowned I thought they might have a second hand copy at a reasonalbe price.  Yeah right.  No preowned copies and the new one was $94…. uhhh… no thanks.  He said he’d price match other stores, but only if those other stores had them in stock blah blah blah thanks for fuck all.

Alright by this stage I was getting increasingly agitated (and my back reminding me why I hate wandering around the stores) so I decided to have a breather and found a seat so I could jump on my iPhone and check the K-Mart catalogue online (which I hadn’t thought of before leaving the house) and also looked up Game Dude down at Springwood and a couple of other little places that I thought might stock it.  But nothing.  Couldn’t find it anywhere.

I trudged back to Big W having pretty much looped around the entire bloody centre by now to check their catalogue and see they offered a ‘Raincheck’ on the item.  So I grabbed a catalogue and dejectedly went back into the Home Entertainment section where the same woman who had ‘helped’ (and I use the term with no exactitude whatsoever) me earlier was standng around doing very little.  I say to the the useless sales chickie that I’ve searched the entire centre all morning (yes it was about 2 hours since I was in Big W originally) with no success and enquired if there was any way I could get a copy ordered in? or could they they take my phone number and call me if they got more copies? or could we call other stores or something? anything… help me out here lady!  Please!! 

Then some pimple faced geekboy who I hadn’t initially noticed pipes up and asks "What were you looking for?" and I in an exasperated tone replied "Zelda and the damned Twilight Princess or something."   He goes "Oh" then reaches for a drawer and pulls out a copy of Zelda and the fucking Twilight Princess from a stack of about 8 of them and says with a smile "Here you go."

Breathe, two, three, four… mentally I’ve just attacked them with a pricing gun… but instead…

Original useless sales chickie has the good grace to look embarrassed.  Pimple face kid takes my Visa and swiftly rings up the purchase while I lecture both of them about perhaps putting some fuckinng stock on the fucking display shelves!  ARGGGGHHHH!!!!  

And the worst of it… it wasn’t even my fucking shopping in the first place!  I was sent out by Mr K on behalf of Mother in Law #1 to buy it for her to give to the Small Child for Xmas.  So that’s it.  I’m not doing anymore shopping for anyone else ever again, and I’m certainly not going to spend my entire day trying to save SOMEONE ELSE some money… you can all go do your own damned shopping in future.
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Dragon lady… seems fitting.

You’re a dragon!

Dragons are unpredictable — and you are, too. Your inner dragon is very friendly, but your personality definitely has a dangerous, fiery side. Overall, your wisdom helps you keep things in perspective, and your wings help you rise above all sorts of drama. You rarely get involved in petty battles, but if something (or someone) really matters to you, you will fight for it. You form very close bonds with people, so once you consider someone a friend, you’ll do anything to keep that person safe.

Beetroot Cake with Peanut Butter Icing

I don’t usually go around posting recipes to the internet as it seems a bit redundant given how many cooking and recipe websites there are out there.  However, recently I promised someone a copy of this old recipe that I had inherited from some chefs I knew years ago and now of course my drug addlepated brain can’t remember who I was supposed to email it to, so I’m hoping this catches whomever it was that was supposed to get it :S   (That made more sense in my head).   So yeah… Beetroot cake.  I know it sounds disgusting but chocolate lovers assure me that it’s to die for… so bear with me here.

First – a warning:  This is an extremely rich chocolate cake which means… 1) it is really, really bad for you…I mean you can almost feel those arteries hardening as you read the ingredients list… and 2) seeing that the dominant flavour is chocolate – I don’t like it.  It would however satisfy any chocoholic or mud cake afficionado and has gone down a treat on the few occasions that I’ve bothered to make it.

beetroot choclate cake peanut butter

BEETROOT CAKE

Cake ingredients:
2 cups of cooked beetroot, mashed
2 and 1/2 cups plain flour
2 teaspoons bicarbonate of soda
2 cups of sugar
1 and 1/2 cups of ‘salad oil’
4 eggs
1/2 cup of cocoa
2 teaspoons of vanilla
2 teaspoons of salt

Icing ingredients:
1/2 cup peanut butter
1/2 cup butter or margarine
3 cups icing sugar
milk

Cake method:
Mix together sugar, oil, vanilla and eggs thoroughly.
Sift flour, soda, salt and cocoa.
Alternately add flour and mashed beetroots and to oil/egg mixture.
Place in a prepared 23x33cm cake tin,
Bake at 180C for 45 minutes

Icing method:
Combine peanut butter and butter.
Add icing sugar.
Blend in just enough milk to make a good spreading consistency.

 
Image: Aurore Damant.

 

Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok.

More list nonsense.  The “K’s” have been bloody hard.  So difficult in fact that I felt compelled to look up the frequency of letter use to see how common or uncommon the use of the letter “K” is in the English language.  Not surprisingly “K” rates at only 0.772% of relative frequency in the English langage making it the 5th least used letter…. and I have a sneaking suspicion that most of those “K”s are at the end of words.

List of 10 Things I Like That Start With “K”….

1.   Kiwi fruit – should buy more of these but I don’t like the fuzziness
2.   King ‘Love and Pride’ – a song none of you probably remember
3.   Kenneth Brannagh – love may transform me to an oyster
4.   Kandinsky – I don’t know much about art but I know what I like  😉
5.   Knuckles – kids don’t appreciate simple games anymore
6.   Knives – good quality Wusthof Tridents are the weapons of choice
7.   Kisses – little ones, long ones… they’re all good
8.   Keys –  big antique brass ones, little baby silver ones… locks too
9.   Kittens – I like them for about 8.2 weeks then they become cats
10. Kilometers – for some reasons whenever I have to think in miles I’m absolutely fucked.  Grew up with kilometers and metric measurements and miles/ounces/pound/gallons etc leave me totally bamboozled. Perhaps if I’d been better at math….

kandinsky.comp-8Vassily Kandinsky, 1866-1944 (creatively titled ‘Composition no 8)

List of 10 Things I Hate or Dislike That Start With “K”

1.   Kool aid – not quite sure what this is but the connotations are all bad
2.   Kids – other peoples children drive me bonkers
3.   Kitchen dwellers – people who hang in the kitchen at parties why?
4.   Kayak polo –  never quite understood this particular weird sport :S
5.   Kill Bill/s – fell asleep during both of them
6.   KFC – bleurk…  and they have the gall to call it food
7.   Kia TV ads – ‘keeeeee-a!’… like fingernails down a blackboard’
8.   Knitting – can embroider til the cows come home but hate knitting
9.   Kraft – don’t like their pretend cheese products… it’s fucking plastic
10. Karaoke – surely this needs NO explanation
11. K-Mart Public Address system – (probably applies to any PA system in el cheapo department stores)  “Welcome to K-Mart Radio across Australia where we keep you entertained and up !CHT! Security. Security to section seven.  Security to section seven. !CHT!  to date”.

Please note we HAD to go to 11 this week because there was no way I could leave the karaoke out 😐