If a man gave me a hot, steaming sweet potato with lots of butter, ginger and chipotle chile powder on it, I might think he was making a marriage proposal. It would be weird, but I'd sure be tempted to eat it.
Pondering: What we in the U.S. call "being laid off" is called "being made redundant" in Australia. They technically mean the same thing, but for me "being made redundant" has a metallic ring to it, as if it refers to inanimate objects instead of people. It's just a cultural difference, but an interesting one.
You might be related to geeme if you go to an urgent care center you haven't been at before and the receptionist says "oh, yes, you ARE in our system already." Not had that? Then how about going to PT and all the therapists greet you like an old friend? ALL of them. And you know all of them by first name. Hey - at least nothing seems to be broken!
Pretty stoked about today. I've only been running again for a max of 3 weeks now, but am only 0.38s away from the MPS for qualifying in the 50M for Nationals. And I've got 8 weeks to train until States. BOOM!
Registered today: May 21 will be my first official track meet. June 11 is the state qualification meet for track. June 12 is the state qualification meet for swimming. I suspect this next month and a half will be rather intense!
Took a look-see at the pots. Golden oregano is coming back. The green onions never left. Tarragon is coming back. The rosemary hung on all winter, but the recent wet spell did it in. The wooly thyme is becoming a monster. Will be growing ginger this year. Oh yeah, chiles are on order for May.
Have you ever cooked something that was so good you wanted to share it with EVERYBODY? As in "I don't care if you love me or hate me, know me or not, just try this!" That was dinner last night. Looking forward to leftovers!
2016 = Qualifying year for National Sr. Olympics. I can't do archery since it runs concurrently with swimming, but I can do track. This should be interesting!
Bought a package of bacon-wrapped sirloin steaks. One was very odd-shaped, almost a lop-sided pyramid. Slapped it in the CI tonight but didn't think to get out the Thermapen. No matter - perfectly seared on the outside, perfectly my kind of rare on the inside, all the way through. Dang, that was some GOOD eats!
That's it. I am not ever growing hot peppers again. From now on, POTATOES. These things are growing like weeds and we haven't even planted them yet, they're just sitting in a net bag on a counter, getting all jiggy with it.
Hi, Hon. About dinner tonight... I'm so sorry, but I totally ruined it. What? No, I'm not chewing on anything. What? Oh, no, that's.... gum! Yeah, gum! No, no, it's so bad you should just pick up food for yourself out somewhere. What? No, I didn't just smack my lips! Yeah, this :mmmmm: roast is the worst I've ever made...