I was happy to see a friend that I’ve missed for 5 long years. It was as if a day had not passed. Wednesday her and I hung out. I took half a day. We spent 6 hours. I saw her again on Friday. The evening was great. Next morning we had some brunch and I took her to the airport. I already miss her. I forgot how much she meant to me as the years passed by. I don’t plan on as much time passing before we are together again.
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Stir fry with grilled chicken thigh.
Queso chicken over Spanish rice. I cheated on the rice.
Super Bowl Sunday. I was greeting looking forward to talking smack to Yvette. I had no stakes in the game. Secretly I was going for The Bangles just so she could have her victory but she wasn’t going to know that. Why ruin the fun. S*** talking is a great joy.
Monday was rough. My sugars were f***ed. 34 level when I woke up. It’s exhausting fighting your own body all day. I took Tuesday off. Had a “date”. Came back Wednesday & Thursday. Continued to fight my sugar level. Said “f*** it!” And took Friday off. Had another “date”. It was such an eventful week. “Eyes rolling out of my f***ing head.”
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Late lunch wings at BWW’s. Mango Habanero & Orange Chicken.
What can I say about this week? It was productive. Had a tree finally removed for a reasonable price on Saturday. Pecan. They knocked it out in no time. After wards I ran errands around town before finally meeting a friend for drinks. Poor girl lost her dog for a month and finally found it to only have the dog in such bad health it had to be put down. I feel her pain. It’s hard. We had fun though.
Monday I filed taxes married but separate. Took the afternoon off and had some good food and drinks at Zero One. Why the heck not. Wednesday I got the paper work and I will be getting a return. Exciting! The week went by extremely fast. Janine broke and elevator and set off a fire alarm. Which cleared the building emptying offices and classrooms. I bought her a cookie. She f***ing needed it. We are getting a Chipotle!
Hazel this week.
Doctor visits, oh how a hate thee. Thursday I had my lab work. The vampire was by far the chattiest one I’ve ever encountered. She had me trapped and she had a needle. I was helpless. The next day my doctors visit was about the same as last time. Work harder. Now that I’m out of my funk I’ve actually been working harder. So I assured him the next time he sees me I will have made some changes. I did admire the art that they had on the walls.
After the doctor visit I met up with a friend who was in town. We had a quick drink before she hurried home promising for a longer visit the following weekend. The evening was nice so I made a cocktail and sat outside with the grill burning. It was a nice week.
Jalapeño.
Poached eggs over toast & chorizo covered in a spicy hollandaise sauce.
Pineapple on pizza for the win! I made this!
Chorizo potato egg burrito.
My basic chili.
Orange chicken stir-fry.
Yakatori chicken.
Variant style of orange chicken.
Chicken, mushrooms, peppers, onion & golden mushroom soup over rice. Seasoned up.
What a week! Boxes of paper. I swear. Fulfill a contract.
Speaking of contracts, I helped our contract girl move. Good for her! She needed it. Unhappy for a long time. Unfortunately I probably won’t see her as much. I suppose I’ll make random visits now. I volunteered to move her fridge. I almost puked. The smell of that thing. Covid clearly f***ed up her sense of smell. My garbage doesn’t smell that bad. I went and huffed sanitizing wipes. I wanted bleach!!!! F***!!!
So the ground hog died. It was a sign “winter was coming”. It did. We had 2 snow days. The work week ended up being 3 days and the weekend 4. Thursday woke up to ice and snow. I never left the house. My children played. They love the cold snow. Honestly Friday we could have easily gone into work. I’m glad we didn’t. Haha
I started watching a show called Peacemaker. Let’s just say that going in I was not expecting much. I’m so glad I was wrong. I laughed and laughed and laughed. The intro, which I usually skip, I watched ever episode. It was just good dumb fun. I watched 5 hours. James Gunn never disappoints. This show is a hard “R”.
Perfect week!!!
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This cold weeks food theme is Tex-Mex.
Spicy shrimp & Spanish rice. My first attempt at Spanish rice ever. It always Bekah’s task and well, she don’t live here anymore. Yvette was kind enough to explain to me how it needed to be made. For a first attempt I must say I impressed myself. Or maybe this was how it was meant to be made all along?
Green enchilada chicken. I made it WAY hot.
Fajita chicken & I’m still nursing that rice.
Fideo loco w/ cheese.
Snow day brunch. Chorizo egg and peppers breakfast tacos.
Carne en su jugo.
Snow day brunch pt. 2. Chorizo cheese omelette with various hot sauce & Serrano pepper.
I began the process of redecorating my house to make it more me and less familiar. It’s good for the mental health.
Weird things we consider office art.
We had some nice cold gloomy days this week. Wednesday it never broke 40. Worked through lunch and took off at 1 to meet for a late lunch at 2. A couple drinks. It was a good time. She recommended the Diabla Shrimp. Not expecting it to actually be hot, I ordered jalapeño to go along with it. They were not needed. I’m not accustomed to menu items actually being hot unless I specify that’s what I want. I was pleasantly surprised. Might be my new favorite item.
It was a great week.
Jalapeño
Sloppy Joe lettuce wraps.
Okinawa taco rice.
Burger Bowl.
Seaseme Chicken.
Carry out. Lotus Cafe. This came highly recommended and it was not a letdown. It was funny. I ordered it over the phone by googling the number. I get there and I have no order. I look at my phone and it seems a place in Arlington goes by the same name and has the same kind of food. Hahaha. Oops. It took less than 5 min for them to complete my order.
After almost 2 weeks of being sick it was back to work for 2 days. 6 days of work this month. Love my job. All paid for. Anyhow, Thursday was nice and busy and I was out & about. A real go getter. It was also gloomy and cold. 20 degree cold. I was in my element. The day went by quickly and I laughed more than I have in a long time. I actually strained my voice talking and laughing so much. I had missed my coworkers. Had a fun day.
Friday was slow. So we passed the time talking about the usual inappropriate things. Title IX violation for certain. Luckily, we are all deviants. “Dock workers” is what Janine says we are. For whatever reason the Llama was bought up. Janine never that the pleasure/misfortune of meeting him. I say pleasure because all the stupid s*** that dumb motherf***er did has made for some hilarious conversation.
The dude had talent. I’d never before seen an adult pick his nose with one hand all the while eating a burrito with the other. At the same time. Amazing feat. I’ve wondered to myself if I could even pull it off. What kind of person eats and pulls buggers out of their nose all at once?
What about needing to flush the toilet 7-8 time while taking a s***? It’s amazing our plumbing could withstand such and assault. I’m so glad my desk was down the hallway from the restrooms. Poor Leroy. He was often engulf in a cloud of poop. He regularly complained about it when the Llama was out of the office. Not to mention the guy was gassy as hell. Eating 6 boiled eggs every morning is bound to do that to you.
The water boy. If you don’t know, the fool tipped a full pallet of water. In the street. It was a mess. Well after he had the students that volunteered help load the full and busted bottles into the back of the truck. He parked said truck about a hundred yards away from the place the water needed to go. So he loaded water into a laundry cart. I said nothing and walked away. It must have weighed hundreds of pounds. Back in the office this “Jabba the Hut F***” came panting and drenched in sweat, into the office. He pushed this thing all the way. Why he didn’t think to park over here and unload I will never know. “Work smarter, not harder.” He didn’t live by his catch phrase.
Mostly buggers, bad gas, loud sunflower spits & 20 min s***s that require many, many flushes. He talked a lot. Credit card fraud. It’s possible he s*** his pants one day. Insufferable. Great coworker. I hope everyone has someone like this at least once in their lives.
I guess I could go on but that’s enough for now. Happy Friday!!!
Good luck to Mud & Bud. Loved y’all.
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Chicken Chili.
Leftovers with some Mac & Cheese.
Loco moco.
Leftover rice, ground beef & golden mushroom soup.
Burger topped with creamy Alfredo sauce & spinach. This was a real treat of the week.
This was going to be a cheesy chicken enchilada soup but it cooked down while I was on the phone so I improvised. It was great.
I’ll try to describe the way that it felt to Tell my own mother her son is a failure His heart is too cold to love anyone but himself
It’s like stabbing an icicle straight through your chest Your whole body shivers as it coarses your blood And your quivering throat keeps Choking on those words Mama i tried a thousand times I’m frozen to the core Your son is a glorious mess Who wrecks anything he adores But deep in his center he swears There’s a candle just waiting to burn. and melt
So who’s gonna burn him Yeah who’s gonna break him Into a thousand pieces Melting over flames of perfection I once felt its warmth But it left me shivering in the dark
Mama i tired a thousand times The pieces wouldn’t fit Son, love is a punch in the eye It’s a sudden and swift surprise. It’s not a candle waiting to burn So baby, just wait your turn And when it hits you You’ll see through rose colored apathy; Through the blues that bruise can leave Was it really worth the wait?
Back to my English degree days. I had a great professor who me recently retired. I took multiple classes with the man. He always said good therapy was letting the words floating in your mind free on paper. Abstract as they might be. Poetry has that quality. So this blog is just my very random thoughts. Poetry of sorts.
Yesterday came and went and I wasn’t present The weeks were laid out like pavement Work and drink and sleep, repeat About the beaten path….
Sit beside a house. Cry about a lousy life until your cry is dry. Cry until your eyes stop glistening. Even though a healthy mind waits behind a smile. Look up at the sky and cry to a man made man.
The eyes of the accuser. So blame it on me, I really don’t care. You have a new friend. Insecurities and other pain’s in relationships build. Clarity is depleted. It’s sad to see. It’s even harder to be a part of. But people become infested. They fester. Their minds want to see what they want to see. Full circle. You cannot command your love. I was taken by love. Every love needs a last kiss. Love is fleeting. .
Looking over at that old man. He’s going away. Permanently, and we’ll all go eventually like a sunken stone, but I think we’ll float away. Smile over at that old man and he smiles.
A phantom of a figure from your past shadows you presently. Presumably lost. Lost loves. Dreams. Perceptions change. Eyes are opened. Nobody will see you. You see them. You see what you used to know.
How do you care about anything when everything left you behind. My life and our relationship became a tumbling thumbing tumble weed.
The dusk brings about shadow. Shadow and warmth. A blanket to fold over myself. While the souls of the wind whispers, tickle my ears. As my children run freely in the twilight gloom. Content and happy in the world they know. While I watch them run a peace settles upon me. That squirrel feels otherwise.
I hear a chicken is more useful than a spouse. They always provide.
Age is a state of mind. You can grow old and still be young.
Dating at this age is like getting the crumbs at the bottom of the chip bag. Haha
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Brunch!!
Pulled pork lettuce wraps. Recipe curtesy of Jamie. This one has been vacuum sealed in the freezer for a while.
Seared tuna.
Menudo!!! A real treat. I can’t make this but it Yvette’s dad can. Love being fed.
Christmas was movies (all the classics), food & drink. Food meaning frozen pizza. If that counts. 13 paid days off. Lots of time for some fun. The nephews came after Christmas. They are hilarious. Keith and I went for drinks the 30th. My estranged wife’s bar. Everyone is sick. Our bartender was positive. Truthfully if we get it we both agree it wouldn’t be a bad thing. Just build up some more immunity. Bummer for the business. New Years weekend is a big one for a bar. I feel for them.
The Llama is dead.
This quote helped me. Stop! It’s done forever.
“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results” – Albert Einstein
Wild week. Hope my mother-in-law is okay. I wrote an opus but I’ll post it at a later time. I hope the punctuation is great. It was typed from a phone. Haha. Since some people still read this and care about that. Not English majors. I’m not writing a dissertation. It’s a blog. I keep hearing awful things I didn’t know about my “wife”. F*** it! Life is peachy. I hope everyone else had a happy holiday. The system only dreams in total darkness. I cannot explain it. My faith is sick and my skin is thin as ever. Betrayal.
We had a chilly weekend, but that seems to be all we are going to get. High in the 80’s all week for Christmas. Bummer. West Texas and La Niña. I hate La Niña. What a great weekend I had.
Charlie the Unicorn.
So I worked only 2 1/2 days this week. I pretty much didn’t do a d*** thing. I spent more time making my rounds on campus telling everyone to have a a merry Christmas. I had no idea how well they would appreciate such a little gesture. I had a few presents to distribute to friends. Gag gifts are my forte. I’m looking forward to seeing the Mariah Carey shrine some day. It’s going to be impressive. I departed at noon and had some sushi.
Thursday was a good day. My first full day off. Because I’m dog sitting of course sleeping in wasn’t an option. These beast rule. I made coffee. Tried to mellow out. Went to the office to grab boxes to wrap. Someone beat me to them. All left wet too small. Next, Yvette came buy to exchange gifts. I had a funny one for her daughter. We than went to the museum to meet and greet Teddy, the curator’s dog. Corgi’s. Bekah and I almost had one. Fun dogs. The entire crew showed. The Dean, Jamie & Derek, Yvette and her kids, Eddie. Also was able to meet the curator’s twin sister. It was a fun affair. Sadly I had to go to HEB.
Once shopping was knocked out I met a friend at Twin Peaks for lunch and drinks. We didn’t know that all the staff would be in red lingerie with Santa hats. She was a bit distracted by all the bare a**. So was I. Haha. The food kind of sucked. I’m sure that’s not their main draw anyways.
The rest of the day I just kind of hung out. Went to my favorable watering hole for a little while. Arts Beard is magnificent. Had a couple drinks with a work friend. All was grand.
Christmas Eve. I have nothing to do. Eat tamales. Get the 4 dogs a Christmas present. Late lunch at chilies. WTF do you do one Christmas Eve when you are alone and it’s 80 degrees outside. It’s just another day, right?
Jalapeño
Menudo.
No crust chicken pot pie.
Teriyaki burger.
Mushroom Swiss burger w/ egg salad curtesy of Janine.
En Fuego 