1) Hot tea, as much as it would really like to be, is not, in fact, coffee. Even when drunk from the Big Ass Cuppa Joe cup Owen gave me for Christmas. I've probably said that before. This time? I mean it.
I have a rule. During the week, I can have coffee or I can have naps. I cannot have both. I opted for nap today. Thus, hot herbal tea was drunk. It is so not the same *sigh*. I hate being the mom.
2) We're in the grips of winter...again. My windshield this morning was covered in an icy, super-glue like film. Scrapable? Nay. Instead, I had to take a wait and wait attitude for the defroster to heat up and blast it to smithereens. I was already late. Hello, Monday.
3) I've been craving meat lately. Specifically that of the cow variety. It finally occurred to me that perhaps I ought to be taking my iron and B12 supplements given, you know, that whole anemia thing. I started back today. Hopefully, I'll see a difference soon.
4) I'm having trouble with my memory. I have little short term memory recall. This is something I'm decidedly unused to experiencing. Me, with the elephant's ability to remember. When I was 15 or so, my mom started having this same problem too (still does, if you want to know the truth). I would tell her things...once, twice, three times and each time it was as though I was telling her something she'd never before heard. I used to, at turns, make fun of her and/or get frustrated with her.
Turns out, it's some kind of weird short term memory loss that women experience. Totally documented and studied.
And now I've got the same problem. Whoops! Sorry, Mom. Love you! (And hi!)
Case in point: Batman and I were going to have coffee a couple of weeks ago. The only coffee shop he could think of open at that time of day (around 5) was Paris on the Platte. I came up with nothing.
Ahem.
There's a little place called Hooked on Colfax I've been known to frequent on a fairly regular basis for, oh, I don't know, say the last year? And also? There's that one place - Illegal Grounds - at which Sufi Mag-to-the-Pie PIE! works? *shaking head* Really, Jane? Really?
Of course, this all may be due to the lack of B12 in my system. Definitely time to get back on the B12. Time to consider going to the doctor and forcing the issue of the B12 injectables even.
5) Speaking of Batman, he and his Monkey bought me presents at the Hispanic market yesterday - a yucca root and plantains. You know, both phallic AND functional. w00t!
Of course, I wasn't quite sure what to do with either one of them (the phallic produce, not Batman and his Monkey - I'm pretty sure I know what to do with them). So, I've let my fingers do the googling and have come up with a veritable Puerto Rican/Carribean feast complete with mofongo (a twice-fried plantain and bacon dish), a carimanolas dish (mooshed up yucca stuffed with meat), and a guava tart. I think I'll be adding Peej's mom's arroz con pollo recipe (because Peej is Puerto Rican...explains a lot) to the mix and then inviting them over to partake in the loot which they so thoughtfully provided me. Yay! New stuff to cook.
6) You know, it really is the little things that make the difference. All the difference in the world.
7) I don't think I've stated it here for awhile so I'm just gonna now in case there's any doubt. I love Lex.
Case in point: Tonight. A bit of a rough night. Talks are happening between each blog bullet point. Not anything too awfully intense directly between the two of us...just a little angst about something he's got going on mostly. But when I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his bald head and tell him I love him and he says, "You better quit or I'll start blubbering and then you'll start blubbering and then it'll be chaos...anarchy"? I know just how much I love and appreciate everything he gives me every day. By the way? It was too late. I was already blubbering. It's what I do.
8) I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously? How did I come to deserve all this? I don't think I did. But I'm not looking these gift horses in the mouth. I'm just grateful each day.
9) I have a crush on Figgis Liebestraum - my friends', Dan and Cass, cat. But not in a creepy way. Just in that way where you know you love all animals but this animal is totally special. I think it's mostly because he has a Facebook profile.
10) Last one. I promised myself I'd only have 2 glasses of wine tonight. I've now had 5. So much for resolve and empty promises and unmet expectations. And yet, yay! Unmet expectations and resolve. I'll say boo tomorrow. Hee hee.
2 comments:
what do you mean it explains a lot missy?
*laugh*
It explains why you're such a sassy-pants!
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