I used to really like cooking, I know I have said this before...
at some point it became a chore.
It probably was when I really began working later shifts and felt as if I had no support...
and teenagers, teenagers will suck the joy out of everything.
I cook almost every night.
I think it is important to sit at the table together and be present.
This is not always the most highly voted way to eat dinner in my casa, as I know O would like to take her plate to the bedroom and B ....well, I'm not sure he cares either way...as long as it is ready sometime between 6 and 7 ( just as his father used to like)
Me? Me you ask....?
I like to sit at the table, enjoy my food, watch a bit of tele and chit chat....add a beer after a long day.
It's nice when all goes well.
Last night I threw together Shrimp Tacos and veggie crumble tacos.
I grew up eating shrimp but recently I think I have become allergic, so I try not to eat too many....but I love them so.
Tomatoes, onion, cilantro and a little lime
rinsed the shrimp and tossed in some thrown together taco seasoning and olive oil....let sit for about 30 minutes, then sauté in oil....let them brown for a minute or 2
then flip!! mmmmm
O, likes hard taco shells so she got her choice tonight ....I added yummy Mexican hard cheese and of course Marie Sharps hot sauce
and a beer
O and I had veggie crumbles with taco seasoning (make your own seasoning, don't buy it) with steamed Sweet Potatoes...covers the protein allotment for the day
2/28/19
Yum....I like chopped lettuce
super simple ...all in all it took longer to clean the pots and pans than cook the dinner
I have been feeling pretty ok. Started training for the half marathon. Not sure if I will make it to the Bryce...but I'm going to keep training. Yesterday it was so cold.... I had to head to the gym to run on the treadmill, my nemesis. As I ran, I watched the mating rituals of the young testosteroned up males.I cannot figure it out. It's often hard to tell if they are trying to impress the woman or the men....or maybe both in a way. As much as I love a nice well taken care of hard body, I am not sure I could put up with that type of bravado. I watched one young chap strut around, bopping from machine to machine with his scantily clad, full makeup, girl trotting behind him carrying his water bottle and his towel. He was constantly 10 feet in front of her. weird.
Cleaned out another room and filled the trash can with shit from my life yesterday which felt pretty good once I slammed the lid of the garbage can and kept myself from looking back in it.
Note to self: Don't look at what you throw away...got no time for picking shit OUT of garbage can due to remorse
Weekend is almost here.
Old guy friend, S, is here this weekend. He always spends the first half of his stay with family which is great then he starts texting. Last night I had to yell... "No,I cannot come get in your Hot Tub...I really have to be up at 4 am....stop sending me those pictures!!!"
finally, I got the last text around 11pm :)
big dummy
I'm not getting in that hot tub....nope, no matter how enticing it looks
but I know he is going to try to convince me
The weekends have been good, probably because I have been feeling pretty good
I think this weekend will be just as good.
I have to address some more situations,
I have a job interview
I have a couple of training runs to complete,
and maybe I will get up to Denver again....
ya know what I would like?
To go dancing....
Just keep moving forward
find your tribe, or rediscover your tribe
write ya later
xo,
m
