This polar vortex thing has become a pain in the neck, and I’m getting whiplash from temperatures plunging from 60 degrees to single digits in less than 12 hours.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m a cold weather person to the core, and I’m already dreading the inevitable summer heat. I live for autumn and winter because they contain my favorite holidays and I can wear my sweats 24 hour a day. (When you throw a coat over them to dash to the store, no one suspects what a slob you are.)
My annual Super Bowl crowd was completely prepared for a really boring game. We decided the main event would be the food and barely glanced at the big screen television which droned on annoyingly in the corner of the living room. We weren’t even tempted by the commercials which also seemed flat this year.
January is the month of celebration – and the girls of the class of ‘65 always find something to celebrate. Doesn’t matter what it is – a good hair day, losing a half pound or escorting our gang into another year of life. It is rumored that Kool and the Gang stole the song “Celebrate Good Times” from us.
It came to me suddenly. I have begun taking my daily “to do” list to the extreme.
You know you’ve crossed the line when the number one item on your ‘to do’ list is “do the ‘to do’ list.” That way I can accomplish one thing, even it’s only the making of the list.
The second warning sign is when you do something on a whim and go back and add it to the list just so you can check it off. I do both of these things on a regular basis and now I learn that such behavior may be an early sign of obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD).
Since I became a vegetarian I am always looking for new ways to prepare my vegetables.
I stumbled on this one yesterday. I’ve been making pizzas using lengthwise cut eggplant slices but all I had in the fridge was zucchini. I was really craving a pizza and cannot find whole wheat pizza crusts in this town.