Where's the village?

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

The Irony!

1. I used to scoff, scoff, scoff at people who went on the Atkins diet. All protein, no carbs? Sounds unbalanced and unhealthy to me. But, lo and behold, I'm pre-diabetic, and my Doc says "More protein! Less carbs!" So here I am, eating my words. So to speak.

2. I like being with people. In some ways you could say I need to be with people. One of the fundamental things that makes me happy is teamwork, being a part of things, saying "I was there when that memory was made." But at the same time, I'm terrified of what people are thinking about me. So I avoid being with people.

3. My brother in law roasts his own coffee beans. Last October he sent a small bag of them to us as a gift. How could i resist? After 4 years of being mostly caffeine-free, I jumped back on the bandwagon, and MAN was it good. Three days later, I discover my little adrenaline problem. And one of the dietary changes recommended? No caffeine.

None of these are major, earth-shattering discoveries or things that Alanis Morrisette would write a song about. But all those little things tend to add up.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Fun with Words

The other night, in the living room, the dajamou had decided that she was a Shrieking Eel (รก la The Princess Bride). She roped me and dajadaddy into it, natch, and I was unfortunately elected to be the evening meal for the two members of the Shrieking Eel family. Dajadaddy, who has had secret ninja training in playing with the dajamou while expending the least amount of energy possible, was mostly encouraging and coaching from the couch. At one point, he told her to "tenderize" me -- I'm guessing in preparation for a light breading and a pass under the broiler. Here is where we stumble on the wonderfulness of the English language and its many homonyms and puns. When the dajadaddy said "Tenderize," the dajamou came and squatted next to my head, pried open my eyes, and said, "They're OK, daddy!"

Let's all just think about that for a minute. Take your time and let it roll around in your brain for a while. (Or, if you're me, take your time and roll around on the floor in paroxysms. (I love that word.))