Monthly Archives: November 2013

Lunch of Champions

Black beans, kimchi, fried sweet plantains, avocado, steamed cauliflower on a bed of braised collard greens.
I ate every last delectable bite. This is my kind of lunch. Greens being the base and vegetables and kimchi singing backup and something sweet to balance it all out. 
It is soul nourishing to eat this way and it’s also getting me through painting El Viejo my new/old Toy Home.
Have I mentioned I hate painting? I do and this morning I was questioning the hell out of myself for having started down this path but here I am half way through. It will look great. Fresh and clean and you know, it’s white so it expands the space visually. Or so they tell me. All I know is I’m tired of painting! 
Also… white? Really? When I told my daughter I was painting it white she just looked at me. She’s getting a lot better about not just coming out and saying what’s on her mind but I can hear what’s on her mind. I made her so she doesn’t really have to speak. She said BORING! loud and clear without saying a word. She’s right of course.  There is nothing more boring than white. There is also nothing easier to live with AND there will be color. 
In small portions. 
Unlike my lunch. 

Yoga Props and El Viejo gets a Makeover

For those of you using props to practice yoga, I hereby recommend one you may not have considered. An almost two year old boy. He is strong, brave, flexible and game for supporting you wherever you may need him and even in places where you don’t.

He is available weekends. He has other shit to do during the week. He is one very busy almost two year old.

The tear down of the new Bug Out mobile has begun and it has been named, El Viejo. It’s a he, there’s no doubt even though he was wearing lace curtains, he has a sweet soft side. He was (and still is but not for long) draped in plaid. 1980’s brown and gold plaid. The brown carpeting was installed with some kind of alien staples that require dynamite to remove though the $10 crow bar I bought at the home depot is working. Slowly.

Gaze upon him in all his original plaid glory….

Note the lovely autumn harvest gold refrigerator and the gold toned floral wallpaper and the gold clock which is still ticking! Somebody really liked gold.

And here we have Mr Chips about to get in the driver’s seat and mess with every single button and knob he can reach so that when you start the engine, everything is already on and blinking. Radio, wipers, turn signals. Woo hooo!!!!
He’s also available for this kind of work on weekends ,if he’s not helping me with my yoga. He will take fish crackers and date shakes in lieu of cash.

Namaste.

The Man of the house is gone for a few days and left me in charge. Or so I’m interpreting the situation. Really no one is in charge. It’s a house full of unruly children. We jump on the beds, eat ice cream for dinner and do not clean up after ourselves. Oh wait. That’s what normally happens. With me in charge there is no jumping on the bed but there is eating and reading in bed. There isn’t ice cream for dinner but there are strawberries and chocolate and as for cleaning up after ourselves, well, that’s the same.

I’m over my cold. I’m here to report all the silly supplements I took with feverish faith worked like a charm. My colds usually last up to and sometimes beyond a month and this one got it’s ass kicked in exactly one week. Take that stupid cold!

My new Bug OUt vehicle arrives tomorrow. Holy Crap! It’s an antique, an old Toyota Dolphin with original everything. It’s interior is so ugly it’s bordering on beautiful but I can’t live on that border so it will be getting re-done. As in Sweet Lime re-done. Remember the Sweet Lime? I’m not going blue crazy this time. I think I’m going more subdued but that’s just a thought and you know what I think about them. They aren’t always trustworthy.