The Other J

I often write about the funny things my husband, J, will say. I do this because I want to share it, but also because I want to remember it. Like the Ass Sucker conversation (I’ve added the Ass Sucker blog entry below as it originally appeared on my MySpace page). But today, I have to write about something my friend Amy’s husband said. He is also a J.

Amy and I both like to cook. At least I liked to cook before I got pregnant and started hating the smell of a lot of foods including chicken and barbecue sauce. Just before I found out I was pregnant, Amy called and asked if I wanted to attend a class on tamale making at Great News, a local kitchen retailer and cooking school. Tonight is the class and I'll try to get some pictures (with my cell phone, ha ha) and maybe some recipes for tomorrow.

At dinner the other night, Amy shared the other J’s reaction to her taking the class. She told us that there is a tamale stand near her parents' house and she and the other J often stop and purchase tamales. Apparently, you don’t even have to get out of your car, you can simply wave the tamale man over and he will bring the tamales to you.

Although I’ve never made a tamale, I know the basic concept and admit it seems fairly complicated, what with the making of the masa part and the making of the filling part and the wrapping in the corn husk and the tying and the steaming. The other J astutely noted that all we were likely to learn tonight is that a $1.50 is a damn good price for tamale.

The Ass Sucker (September 24, 2007)

J and I spent this last weekend at a small cabin in Julian which allowed us to bring our dogs. The cabin sits on about two acres of fenced property so we had a wonderful time playing and exploring with the pooches.

When we climbed into bed late Saturday night, it was quite cold. In an effort to get warm, J and I found ourselves in an unusual position with one of his hands on my head and the other on my hip. The hand on my head reminded me of an old childhood joke so I asked, "Is that a brain sucker and is it starving?" To which J responded, "Yes, but the ass sucker is doing well."