Yeah. I’m not even going to deny that I procrastinate. Or that I get distracted and forget things all the time. That’s what led to this last minute post tonight.
It started with taking Steve into work today (it’s my day off this week and we’re still juggling one car). On the way in, I mentioned that I was thinking about making banana pudding since I had all the ingredients (and also because I was feeling a little guilty about neglecting him lately, but I wasn’t going to mention that). He reminded me that November is Banana Lovers Month so I was cutting it pretty close, and I suddenly remembered promising to make him some at the beginning of the month. Man, I hate forgetting important things like that… ‘specially when they’re documented in the comments section of his website. Crap!
Now pudding making was mandatory.
Good thing I’m kinda known around these parts for my Banana Pudding. Really, just ask anyone. Or at least anyone named Dave or Mary from the band Southern Culture on the Skids.
See? Dave likes it.
So do some of the other people at their concert in 2010 (although I didn’t get a chance to make it for the 2011 show due to short notice and lots of overtime at work). We try to bring some for them to dish out to the audience in Austin when they play “Banana Pudding”.
I have to make some really good stuff for their next concert to make up for the store bought crap Steve delivered this year.
Today I decided to try using up some of the freeze dried bananas that I refuse to eat. That’s the downside of bulk purchasing. You get great deals on the stuff you like (freeze dried apples), but then you have lots of the items you hate (freeze dried bananas and strawberries). I picked out the banana slices and crushed them to a powder using a rolling pin. Then I mixed the banana powder in with the cream while making the pudding. It kinda clumped up a bit, but it tasted pretty damn good.
This is it. Tasty, tasty banana pudding. Of course I had to scarf some down before writing about it so I could remind myself why I’m a banana pudding lover.
“It takes a little time to develop the flavor
(Day old banana puddin’)
To soak it all up with your vanilla wafer
(Day old banana puddin’)
So get out your bowl and your wooden spoon
(Day old banana puddin’)
‘Cause I can smell your pudding clean across this room
(Day old banana puddin’)”
My last few weeks have been pretty busy and I’m still catching up from it. So lets do this by date.
Tuesday 3/22/11 was hockey!
I took the night off from the camera so I could concentrate more on the game. The Houston Aeros are our big rivals this year and we not only beat them, we shut them down for a 3-0 victory. Even though I’m trying to ween myself off of the camera during the game… I really missed being able to see the game a second time while sorting through all the photos the next day.
Wednesday 3/23/11 was more hockey!
Our hockey buddy also works a few evenings a week as an on-ice official for our local hockey league.
Interestingly enough, the game I decided to attend to get photos of him working as a linesman was also the same game that my boss was playing in (he’s in the background of the next photo and going after the puck in the one after that).
Thursday 3/24/11 was our weekly Skate Night.
While I don’t skate, Steve loves it and even purchased his own pair of hockey skates. I tried it several times, but while physical therapy may keep my bilateral vestibular hypofunction in check, but it’s not enough to allow me to balance on two thin blades of metal without spending most of that time clinging to the rails or on my butt. So I sit and take advantage of the rink’s free wifi connection instead.
Friday 3/25/11 was Bernadette Peters in concert at the Paramount Theater.
It was the Texas Stars vs the Grand Rapids Griffins, and we kicked some serious ass. I even told Steve that we’d score our first goal within the first five minutes and sure enough, four minutes into the first period – Greg Rallo proved me right (I could have kissed him. Still willing to too).
(…that’s Francis Wathier. I didn’t have a good photo of Rallo from this game.)
Steve spent the first intermission riding on the Zamboni.
You can tell by the look on his face that he hated every moment of it.
Sunday 3/27/11 was Devo in concert!
Once again, Steve covered this concert thoroughly, so I’m not going to add much other than I finally learned how far I could be pushed before grabbing someone and tossing them back behind me (I don’t know if she sneaked off or if the crowd continued to move her back, but she wasn’t there when I turned back around). While I did have several strangers come up after the show telling me how awesome that was, I’m still kind of embarrassed about losing my temper. Other than that, the show was worth the hours of standing outside the venue, out on the terrace, and finally in front of the stage.
Devo also has the best concert t-shirts – I picked up two of them.
Afterwards, we finally had a few days off that were spent catching up on work, chores around the house, another skate night, and getting lots of sleep (I’m getting too old for this). Then it was back to fun times.
Friday 4/1/11 was Texas Stars Hockey!
Texas was up against Chicago, who had recently moved up from a joke to being real competition. The best parts of the evening were the goals scored by two of my favorite defensemen (Fortunus and Larsen each got a goal).
There was also a horrible and then beautifully karmic moment with one of the on-ice officials for the game.
During the score-tying goal by Chicago, Deveaux jabbed Bachman (our goalie) in the face with a stick. After seeing several replays of the incident from different angles, there was no question about whether it was deliberate or not. There was no penalty called for high sticking, so the crowd starting chanting “Ref you suck!” over and over when suddenly the ref was knocked to his feet by a player. My first thought was “Oh shit, we’re gonna get called on it,” until I realized that we didn’t do it.
This is the best copy of the song I could locate on YouTube. There’s no go-go dancer with pudding, but at least you can hear what SCOTS is about (rockabilly surf music!). I’ll have to make it up to them next year with a special batch for the band after the show.
Sunday 4/3/11 was a Scissor Sisters concert.
I brought a book to read while we waited for the show to start–someone else had a more productive idea.
It was a great show, but the combination of pain/nausea and heat forced me to leave the great spot Steve and I had carved out for ourselves. I ended up watching the rest of the show from the sidelines… along with some guys in hot pants (very nice legs).
I can’t wait to catch them again when they come back to Austin.
There were finally a few more days off from with nothing other than work and chores before it was back to league hockey games, a skate night tonight, and the Wire concert tomorrow. I really don’t know anything about Wire, so Steve’s going with his music buddy instead. Me? I have no idea what I’ll do other than sit with my feet up and snuggle with cats.