Hotel

I would quote Juliana Hatfield’s song, “Hotels” but I can’t remember the words.

We are staying over in Vermont tonight and we just checked into our hotel.

The old folks are here. Let the fun commence!

Waiting…

At an urgent care place. They are playing Xmas music. I would literally go insane if I worked here.

I’m taking bets on the diagnosis. The smart money is on conjunctivitis.

Piiiiiink eyeeeeeee.

Get Back in Touch

Ever since the nightmare that was election day last month I have let myself get pretty much completely out of touch with the rest of the world. I just sort of went into duck and cover mode and hid away from the news.

I am very much out of touch and starting to feel like I’m of no use.

Martial law in South Korea? The CEO of a US health insurance company gunned down on the streets of Manhattan in what appears to have been a targeted attack? This morning a Boston city council member was arrested by the Feds?

Okay. It’s time to wake up again. Enough of this bullshit.

Boo

I hate snow.

Productive

In my last post I berated myself for not being productive when I had the chance before work. Well, folks… who is failing to be productive now? Who just fixed the clogged drain in the bathroom sink?

It was me! It was totally me!

You can’t see this, but as I type this I am emphatically patting myself on the back. Yeah, look at me being all plumbery and shit. I snaked the hell out of that drain and fixed it like a boss!

Of course, 20 minutes later I shaved for the first time in about two weeks so… yeah, it’s probably clogged again. Oh well, I will enjoy my self inflicted accolades while I can.

It’s 9:00 now, so let’s punch in and get some real work done!

Haiku for You #218

A seasonal, weather related haiku for you.

I am sick of it.
The calendar says it’s fall,
The air says winter.

French Toast

Oh, the bliss! I feel alive again!

Pre-gastric bypass surgery (2.5 years ago) I was a big fan of French Toast with Maple Syrup.

Post-surgery, where sugar can make me super sick, I avoided French Toast. My wife would make it for the kids and I’d have something else.

We were discussing it last week. There is nothing in French Toast itself that would make me sick. It was just the maple syrup that was a risk. I realized that was the only reason I hadn’t partaken in the delicacy.

Knowing that Jen was going to make it for breakfast today I went looking for sugar free maple syrup and I found some. Fast forward to today’s breakfast and I’m in!

It was delicious. Soooo good!