i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
i still haven't figured out who that "Chris" person was . . .

Saturday i worked and came home. i wanted mac-n-cheese from the grocery store but Angel wouldn't get it so rather than argue, i went to sleep. i was cold, hungry and tired. i solved two out of three and that wasn't bad.


Sunday i baked bread, shopped and warmed some frozen lasagna for dinner. i hate tomatoes with a passion and generally don't eat tomato products including, but not limited in ANY way to: ketchup, salsa, red sauce, meat sauce, BBQ sauce, sliced, diced, stewed, canned or otherwise prepared tomatoes and Spanish rice is right out. i will eat them on a spicy chicken sandwich if they are sliced very thing and only from Yak & the B-Jesus Fish or Wendy's. There is something special about the Michelangelo�s cheese lasagna that i truly love. i think it has, like, three or four cheeses in it and the pasta is perfect. you can bite into it. al dente bliss!


today was slower than a government queue. my back is not yet feeling 100% - or even 75%, for that matter - so i skipped the workout again and felt like a slob for doing so even though i know one more disc herniated, slipped, pinched or injured in any way would most likely spell surgery for me because all injuries occur in the same area. if you know what i am referring to, L3, 4, & 5. this causes hip/leg pain, numbness, difficulty sitting, standing and walking. i spent about two weeks once unable to move my legs without severe pain and difficulty. i refused to go to the bathroom more than twice a day as it was an ordeal made possible only by about 4 different horse pills and a nap.


i have tried to be extra good since it's been a week without exercise and i have managed to stick with diet Mountain Dew and i ate a salad today for lunch, but Kool-aid is cheap and i love the invisible raspberry and tonight's dinner was out of control. but it was so goooood! i cut a pound of bacon and cooked it up with some chopped sweet onions sweating on the back burner. i dropped about 1/4 slice of bacon in that to give them a touch of oil to caramelize with and that worked nicely. i set aside the bacon and onions and made pounded chicken in the bacon pan. i cooked up a creamy garlic-herb sauce in the onion pan and added most the bacon and onion to that when it was done. this went over linguini and the chicken was on top. it was rich and powerful, not over spiced and delicious but i couldn't eat a whole lot. two hours later, i had a slice of toasted whole-wheat cinnamon egg bread with butter and sugar and that was tasty. i'm gonna have a heart attack one day. at least it won't be while i am eating a ham sandwich, though, 'cause i won't touch processed food. with very few exceptions, that shit is nasty.


basically, i like rich experiences. i eat REAL food. butter, never margarine. preserves, not jams. whole milk, whole wheat, real cream whipped with a touch of real vanilla and honey. i love fruit and can eat the hell out of a spinach salad but i hate iceberg lettuce. i eat sausage and eggs and cheese and i love them. as long as i get a steady trickle of chocolate (at least one serving daily) i won't binge and take out a half gallon of chocolate chocolate fudge brownie chunk with Magic Shell and some candy on top. but don't think i haven't done this after a chocolate drought, because i have. i enjoy the food, i have finally learned to slow down and savor it, too, though, and this is helping a lot. i have found out that you notice you are full after less food and don't push yourself to the uncomfortable full and bloated feeling if you eat slower and really taste your food. it really started when i decided to that if i liked something i would learn to make it. to accomplish this i needed to be able to taste what made up the flavor. it's like trying to follow a conversation from across the room - you first have to recognize and set aside all the other voices. it has also given me a whole new respect for cooking and those who do it. this shit's not easy!


damn! look at me, going off about food! i'm tired and rambling so i'm going to get out of here and go contemplate new toilet seats because i don't like the current ones and you should always have a nice round thought to fall asleep to . . .


4 people caught that toilet reference i snuck in there

confessed on Monday, May. 02, 2005