You see, the way I see it.. it's not truly a vacation unless you push aside as many responsibilities as you can to the side! :)
I was on break from Dec 13 till last Friday, but even Friday didn't really seem like a
real work day, so I decided to make today my official return to posting.
In short, the break was good. I taught myself to sleep in till the afternoon again. I bought, played and finished Gears of War for the Xbox 360. Visited with the fam quite a bit. Had lots of playtime with Jade-a-roo and all her Xmas toys (yes, the letter X was invented by the Greeks on Dec 25th). Hung out a lot with Alley, Sara and Scott. Had much to drink and much to eat and no exercise. Tomorrow, I die in cardio kickboxing.
Rather than blow all my stories in one huge post (which I don't have the patience for anyway), I'll ration them over a number of days.. that'll help get me back in the blogging mood.
Let's start with a kind of tragic story. After heating up some leftover chicken breast, I was hurrying downstairs to catch the beginning of whatever show was coming on. I honestly can't remember. It was either UFC or Nanny 911. In any case, I had a wee bit too much enthusiasm as I wiped out halfway down. The voyage to the bottom of the stairs was a blur. When I had regained my senses, I had noticed the chicken (with sauce) was no longer in the bowl. It was on the stairs, on the floor and even on the wall. Using what blood spatter analysis skills I've developed from CSI, I determined that the orginal point of impact was the wall. Must have been one hell of an impact.
Perhaps someone else would have written the chicken off but dammit, that was good chicken! I quickly gathered the carnage back up and put it back in the bowl.
That's when I noticed.
"Pinky", my beloved pink plastic bowl, that I've had since first year university (that's 12 years for those playing at home) and have used almost exclusively while living on my own, was broken beyond practical use. It was like losing an old friend, although there is more than one person out there who will exclaim "Thank God!" at the news. Pinky haters.
Anyhow, for some reason felt inspired to write a haiku on the spot about the my fall.
Falling down the stairs Chicken flies and hits the wall But it still tastes good.Be sure to check the Jade Quotes for a dandy. Possibly the best ever.
RIP Pinky.
