What can I say? I’m hungry.
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It’s after midnight, but I’m having so much fun kicking back and reading up on some Perl stuff. Sure, I’ll go to bed now because that is the best thing to do for my health. It is nice to occasionally push just a little bit past the safety line for the sake of personal indulgence, though.
So small, so cute, so easy to peel, so tasty.
Brooke and I went through a 5 pound box in a day and a half. They’re like candy.
There’s nothing like a good belly laugh to make you feel better after a long stretch of stress. Laughing is good pretty much any time, actually. I laugh through my whole body, according to those who know be best. I’ll be watching Friends or Flight of the Conchords or whatever, start laughing, and the whole couch will start shaking. I bet my belly would shake like a bowl full of jelly if it were a little bigger.
My laughs tend to be quiet, which is probably best for everybody’s eardrums.
We control the holiday meals in our family. Nobody gets an option. Brooke and I make good food (that’s part of why we had 130 pounds to lose between us), and we keep each other’s stress levels in check. That means making a ginormous meal is a load of fun and a real hive mind experience for my wife and I. We move in sync like the gears on a well-maintained clock, and everything comes out perfect. Even on days when the results are only 95% perfect instead of 100% it’s good, because we had so much fun.
Holidays are traditionally a profoundly stressful experience – not just in my family, but in families around the world. But the important part isn’t a creepy Norman Rockwell snapshot moment at the end1. It’s the whole experience of prepping a 17 pound turkey, 9 pounds of mashed potatoes, four pumpkin pies, and whatever else Brooke and I think of. It’s the last moment realization that we forgot to get a can of reddi-whip for the pumpkin pie and dashing to the supermarket. It’s borrowing a large table from the church to fit everybody, and the two of us carrying it by hand the half mile from church to home in record-breaking Seattle rain. And it’s watching with smug satisfaction as friends and family slip into a post-meal food coma. Nobody watches football games at our holiday meals. Nobody fights, and nobody stresses. They’re too busy napping.
1 Although if you really look at those Normal Rockwell pictures, you’ll see they aren’t so “perfect” after all.
I’ve rediscovered the joys of reading non-computer books after picking up a used copy of “Krakatoa” the other day. Fascinating stuff, and it’s always nice to feel my brain stretch in non-digital directions.
I’ve been drinking a little less coffee lately. I still enjoy it, but I find that I enjoy it more if I drink a little less. Meanwhile, I’ve been discovering the joys of good tea. I’ve developed a special weakness for Oolong in particular. Maybe only a cup every day or two, but it’s still quite satisfying.
Now that we’re settling in, Brooke and I have gotten back into using the kitchen for its secondary purpose: making food1. It’s a nice feeling indeed to be able to take a bunch of raw ingredients and turn it into something you’d actually want to eat.
1 With the primary purpose, of course, being to make tea and coffee.
Seattle has had some pretty grim news over the weekend. There was a shooting with seven people dead and three in the hospital. Everybody is still trying to figure out what happened and why. It did remind me that every day I successfully live through is a very good day indeed.
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