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Monday Melee

The Monday Melee--once again, from Fracas:

1. The Misanthtropic: Name something (about humanity) you absolutely hate.
There is a great line in Little Miss Sunshine--sarcasm is what little people use to bring big people down to their level. So, I think I hate when people use sarcasm to make other people feel small.

2. The Meretricious: Expose something or someone that’s phony, fraudulent or bogus.
You know, I have been sitting here for five minutes trying to answer this one, and I can't think of anything. Maybe I am just feeling to chipper this morning to be cynical.

3. The Malcontent: Name something you’re unhappy with.
Being responsible for meal planning and preparation every day of the week.

4. The Meritorious: Give someone credit for something and name it if you can.
The person who realized that currants would make a lovely addition to dark chocolate--the product developer for Green and Black is a genius.

5. The Mirror: See something good about yourself and name it.
I made a good batch of tomato bisque for dinner last night. Yum. I suppose I should name something about my character, but at the moment, the soup is what came to mind.

 6. The Make-Believe: Name something you wish for.
The perfect French horn embouchure, especially since I have a lesson today. I'd like to show my teacher that I have actually learned something.

Comments

dive said…
Hee hee. I love the word "chipper". We don't use it enough these days.
That tomato bisque sounds yummy! As does the Green and Black's, but probably not together …
Have a good horn lesson, Robyn.
9:26 AM
Neponset River Bridge Dig said…
That tomato bisque sounds good. I am the cook in my house too and I have to plan all the meals. I identify with you. So whip me up a bowl of that bisque will ya? and make it snappy!!! ;))
9:56 AM
Scout said…
Dive, "chipper" just sounds good to say.

Rich, I'll send a bowl right over. I'll post the recipe, actually, so you can whip it up yourself, although it takes about an hour.
10:12 AM
Neponset River Bridge Dig said…
thanks Robyn - Soups stews and "bisques" are my favorite comfort food.
12:23 PM
Cheltenhamdailyphoto said…
I do envy your culinary skills...

Wish you luck with the horn.

What?
1:21 PM
Sassy Sundry said…
Mmmm. Green and Black's.

Glad to hear that you are chipper.
2:53 PM
dive said…
Though it does remind me of the fate of poor Steve Buscemi in one of your least favourite movies, Robyn; the Coen Brothers' wonderful "Fargo".
Ew!
3:45 PM
DearestDragonfly said…
Ah...Green & Black's! Lucky for me, our local Raley's (you have 'em there???) carries their bars in the 'natural foods' section...but not all varieties.

'Maya Gold' is also great in this genre: http://www.greenandblacks.com/uk/categories.php?pageid=27&cid=5
7:02 PM
Gina said…
Meal planning does indeed suck!
8:01 PM
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