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“Who the Heck are You?”

…said WP when I logged in today. I know, it’s been a long time, and I don’t really have a good reason why. Sorry.  It’s not like I have nothing to say. I never have nothing to say.

Merry Christmas

If I don’t speak/e-mail to you before tomorrow. Yes, that’s “Merry Christmas” and not the culturally correct “Happy Holidays.” I never liked that phrase, or how trees are renamed “Holiday Trees.” At my work they even rewrote Christmas Carols into “Holiday Songs” with some deft global search and replace. I gather it’s supposed to be more inclusive but trying to please everyone it winds up pleasing nobody. People who celebrate Christmas feel there is some kind of ‘war’ on them (which is exaggerated but the point stands), and people who don’t aren’t under any delusion about whose holiday is being celebrated, why there’s suddenly a tree in the office foyer or why trays of green and red goodies appear in office break rooms. I mean I don’t know what Muslims celebrate, or much about Kwanzaa, but I do know that Hannukah is a relatively minor holiday, not the “Jewish Christmas” (what a phrase!) which is elevated out of all proportion to its real significance, just to keep up with the neighbours.

Surely though it’s more correct, more thoughtful to find out what the person celebrates and wish them well on that particular holiday’s account? What are your thoughts?

Speaking of ChristmasChris Evans with Clutter, and Unwrapping Nice Things…

How about helping Chris Evans with a little unwrapping – he’s been nice enough to help you get started!

We’re nearly ready chez nous; all we have to do is wrap the presents tonight. I hope C likes what I got him; I never seem to pick good gifts, in comparison to what he (and others) give me. We’ve not put up a tree this year, same as last year.  I do like trees but we have some issues with what we have as far as trees go.

See, we could either put one up in the living room – we have two for the purpose, but even the narrow one we bought takes up so much room and is awkward. Or we could put one up in the den but that’s no good either. To explain, quite some time ago, we had our basement finished and made a den, a bathroom, an office and a huge pantry/laundry room. We put a lovely enormous wide screen HD LCD TV down there, 52 inches, wireless home theater system and all, and a wet bar/sort of kitchenette (sink, fridge, microwave, cabinets), a leather sofa and lounge chair, and coffee tables and stuff. C was very creative; he hit on the idea of using kitchen cabinets as a long sideboard to have the TV on, with lots of storage underneath. They’re wood grained so they don’t look kitchen-y, if you know what I mean.

Since then we’ve hardly used the room. I’ve watched one (precisely one) movie down there. In front of the TV there are boxes of … well … crap that we need to stop kidding ourselves we’ll “go through” one day and just chuck. I mean if they’ve sat a year or more, it’s a good sign that what’s in them is not needed, don’t you think?

All this means that when we do watch movies we watch them on the non-HD TV upstairs. Why’s that significant? Well, because a 32 inch HD LCD TV has been sitting in the junk room spare bedroom for over a year, waiting for us to get our thumbs out of various regions and ‘redo’ the living room, including getting rid of the current TV and wall unit, ripping up the dingy carpet and having the lovely hardwood floors we found underneath restored to their honey glowing oak glory, and getting a new wall-unit to accomodate the lovely new TV and home theater for upstairs. I can tell you that our clutter looks a bit like Chris Evans’s here…but he decorates clutter much much better.

We are not your typical home decorating queens are we? Oh well. Perhaps I adhere to the Quentin Crisp theory of keeping house. But seriously, so much lovely equipment going unused gets to me. Until I get home and don’t feel like working, or am home and feel much the same way. Watch this space for some relevant resolutions.

All that means that the downstairs den is not a good place for a tree either.

A Heavy Issue

Not been to the gym in ages. Overeating a bit. Okay, a lot. 😦  I’m sure I’ve gained again. I also know the reason – too many calories in, not enough out. I do have one excuse – I was going back to the gym, all was well and sweaty and then I got really sick last week. I mean sleep in bed all day bemoan my fate sick. That kept me away for a few days, and then this week has been so busy…well Monday I was lazy, last night I had an appointment with my consellor and this arvo I’ll be busy (wrapping).

My counsellor and I discovered that my eating may be partially due to a fantasy that eating something special (i.e., anything) will make me ‘special’ and cause me to transcend my current life to one where everything is marvellous and fantastic and all my problems are solved. I think that’s a big part of it. I always felt ‘different’ (lots of people do) and I think if I had to be different I wanted to be special – without the work of developing skills in athletics or much study (the former because I am lazy physically, the latter because studying and class work was always too easy…in a way, I’m lazy there too).sk

I need to make time either Friday or Saturday to get back, especially as during the interweek the gym closes early some days and it will be difficult to get in after work.

It’s really stupid because I have a seasons of the “Real Housewives of Orange County” on my iPod to watch while walking. I love that show. Even with the departure of sexy Shane Keough, I still love it. I don’t think I could live there, though, they seem too driven and superficial in public. In private I don’t know, but in public, the fear of growing old (and dying) or seeming to have less than others have or less than you had last year I would think would be unsettling to see up close.

I should probably use eye-candy like ole Shane over there and Chris Evans and all as inspiration. I mean they didn’t come out of a box that way, did they?

I think that’s all for now. I will try to post a bit later on today after I’ve gone through acres of wrapping paper to badly, skill-lessly wrap pressies. I’ll be back to talk about our AngloAm family Christmas arrangements, I ‘spect…meanwhile while you wait, breathless and in suspense, why not check out the Worldmapper site? It shows ‘distorted’ maps of the countries of the world, re-sizing each country according to the subject of interest. For example, here is a map where countries’ sizes correspond to the number of people living on a purchasing power of less than one dollar a day…you can quite clearly see where the reservoirs of misery are.

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(I don’t have a cute quip – I am lucky enough to have lived in one of the nearly invisible countries all my life.)

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Some Good, Some Bad

Some good, some bad is what the last few days have been like.  Wednesday I went to the gym and did 51 minutes.  Thursday I didn’t, however, but enjoyed a casual and odd dinner with C (we grazed off salami sandwiches and snacks and things).  Friday I took the day off to go to my counsellor Alan and to have the 30,000 mile service done on our car.

Friday was a good day for intake, in that I took a heck of a lot in.  So really a bad day for intake. First, C and I had lunch at Plato’s, a local diner, which was actually good, in that I had a really nice omelette with feta cheese and vegetarian sausage. After talking about what food means to me with Alan, which was fairly inconclusive but we did go over how I don’t need to please the restauranteur by ordering a lot (sometimes I feel like I have to avoid disappointing the place or I have to get the waiter/ress to ‘like me’ by ordering a lot of food and a lot of courses).  (Especially if the waiter is cute.) Looked at that way, it’s fairly ridiculous an idea.

For lunch though I went to Gah Rham, an all you can eat Korean buffet, which I used to like but which I now see isn’t worth it – I left the table feeling bloated and sick. I do like Korean food though, and there are better diners. Perhaps it was just the big breakfast.

For dinner the Friday Night Club tried one of my suggestions – the Nautilus diner in Crofton. I thought the food was good, actually, and they certainly have a very extensive menu, which I appreciate. It was, however, very very noisy because the Arundel High School wrestling team were in and seated (when they actually sat down) near us. They were shouting between tables and generally being far too loud, but the manager did shut them up at my request. I don’t think I was the first person to ask for them to be quiet.

This of course meant that I never got to the gym but I did go after Neal on Saturday and did 53 minutes (big ups for me!).  It was lovely actually, only a few other people, very quiet. Just how I like it. I mean if you’re not going to have hotties galore, then it’s better to be just “personably empty.” Called in for Chinese delivery because we were both far to lazy to tackle the salmon with leeks which I’m making tonight. I’ve never cooked a leek before so I’m actually looking forward to it. The salmon is done with a honey and soy marinade so it should be sticky and tangy.

Got my mane shaved and sheared today.

Enough About Food!

In a few (seven) minutes I’ll have to break contact and join in a teleconference which is training for tomorrow’s Equality Maryland Lobby Day. We’re trying to meet with our legislators in Maryland to convince them to support civil marriage equality for all Marylanders. There is a small chance it will pass. I just hope that I will be able to take an hour and a half off work to attend it. If you are a Marylander, please contact your legislator and tell him or her that you support civil marriage equality. I’m lucky that my local three Assemblypersons do but our Senator doesn’t seem to so he’s the one I’ll have to work on.  (Five minutes now.)

I’m actually quite nervous about a lot of things — from where do I park (Annapolis is very crowded) to what am I supposed to say. I want to do a good job (and not be late). I’ll post notes about the training after dinner.

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Life is Good!

Life is good, dare I say it?  (Ducking my temptation of fate.) Well, this weekend was.

Work isn’t but I’ll get to that. Or it will get to me.

Friday we had a pretty good meal out with our friends at a Mongolian barbecue. I do like the idea of a Mongolian barbecue because I could put mostly cabbage in my bowl and ate very few actual calories. There was a bit of a kefuffle over one member of the group who needed a ride, but we all had a good time in the end.

Saturday Neal said I’d been doing well on ‘intake’ mainly thanks to C and his encouragement, but…he hadn’t seen the latest data! Oh well. I told him about the blue funk I got into on Wednesday, feeling very sorry for myself and utterly unentitled to go to the gym. It went away but it was pretty devastating all the same. I felt like – who’m I kidding, with my fat pudgy body, how stupid it is of me to think I can go ‘work out’ with all these fit guys. I must emphasize that all this came entirely from within me, that nobody at the gym has actually been anything worse than studiously neutral, and some have been very encouraging. And most of the time, except that one day, I love going. Even if PHG isn’t there.  🙂

Saturday evening C & I went for a lovely dinner with our friends K/D/J. C put in some new memory into their computer and then we went to a local hamburger joint for, well, hamburgers. Yours truly balanced veggie burger discipline with greasy yummy onion rings.

Sunday we did zip zero nada. Well, some of our tax return moneyOgio Bag came in; we always put the bulk of it to ‘good works’ (bills or our vacation fund) and save some for ‘blow money.’ I spent some of my blow money this evening on an Ogio Locker Bag. I found it for twenty percent off on eBags and I hope it gets here soon. I hope it will be easier to use than the bag I’ve currently got. I’m trying not to buy any DVDs as (a) I have so many DVDs I’ve not yet watched and (b) DVDs seem to divide C & me as we have utterly divergent tastes. There are a few books I’ve got my eye on, though.

As requested

As requested by at least one friend and gentle reader, I’ve added a calendar on my sidebar. I hope it’s helpful.

Danger MikeDanger Mike!

Why does he cruelly restrict us from that area?

This warning sign really could go with cooking naked but our man of all talents, Mike Rowe, seems to do well getting cold things hot (and us hotter) in this little clip. He even lifts some of the restrictions on that danger zone…pay no attention to the inhabitant of the Land of Fruit and Nutcases with him…

Speaking of Videos…

Here’s the video of our lovely hose boy Brazilian Model Rafael Laus and the making of his photospread for Terra’s feature ‘The Boy.’

And here he is in the second spread of his lovely self with his warm stream of wetness….

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RL Hose 2

RLHose3

(Doesn’t he drip nicely?)

 

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No! No! I will not put TGIF here

But it is Friday. Today I went to see my licensed clinical social worker, Alan, and we discussed my troubling relationship with food. We seem to think that for me, food meets more than nutritional needs and my ‘homework’ is to write down all the things that it means, and all the needs it meets for me. I know that he finds it interesting that:

  • I describe food as “lovely” – as if it were a person,
  • I often favor supple squashy comforting food,
  • I often imagine food as a soft matress or pillow that I sort of sink into, and
  • I feel that if I don’t eat, the food will never be there again and that I will die.

We’ll have to see what it all might mean. There seem to be definite breast/nurturing issues-very Freudian.

I think it was mainly delved into because of our pizza fest last night. We had a medium pepperoni pizza each and C felt guilty about it. Which didn’t help the mood this morning. However, as usual, our disagreements never last more than an hour.After seeing Alan, I swung by the house and wound up reregistering for an adult site I used to like, which made me feel guilty. That’s two, which is more than recently, but not my ‘historical’ high of three sites. You can contact me for the names and my recommendations/comments, if you like.

Longer Faster Steeper

I guess signing up for it set me up for feeling free of all concerns (or, conversely, was me attempting to deal with having to give up food by starting up another vice/habit!), so I trotted off to the gymnasium, where I didn’t listen to the podcast or The Economist, but watched both a Starsky & Hutch episode (”Snow Storm”) and a video I downloaded from ‘R3ndi3r’ on YouTube. He’s a cute/handsome/hunky South African. Here’s a sample of his rants (don’t click if you have tender ears!):


In any event, because of a biggish break at minute 34, at least 1 minute long, I was able not only to go either faster or up steeper inclines for 51 minutes. I expect that this was because I’d not been to work so was all fresh and stuff, but considering I didn’t go yesterday evening I was still pretty chuffed.

Whatever else you may feel about R3ndi3r (real name: Reynaldo Gouws) and his rants you have to admit they’re heartfelt.

Hearts reside in chests

Mike Rowe on a Beach

Hearts reside in chests, to my preference big and hairy ones. (Chests, that is. I like hairy chests. Hairy hearts may be lethal.) This is my very lame and pathetic segue to introduce today’s picture of our man Mike Rowe. If you click on it, it gets really really big. I think it was taken as part of Shark Week on the Discovery Channel. And here’s a video of him playing with his long strong snake…

After all this

After all this I’m still not too tired to go off and see my friends – K/D/J have a lovely alternative to eating in a restaurant for this evening – we’re all meeting at their house. They do go to so much trouble for their friends – we’re so lucky. But our mini-obsession Raphael Laus does look quite tired, or if not tired, at least he’s draped rather prettily on his bed for our viewing delectation…Raphael Laus in bedRaphael Laus in bedRaphael Laus in bed Raphael Laus in bed Raphael Laus in bedRaphael Laus in bed

(You’d forgive him morning breath and bed head, wouldn’t you?)

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