I just can’t

A recent publication mentioned the inability to do nothing. It might have made this character trait out to be something negative, but I took no offense. Indeed, I am surrounded by many who also are ingrained with the inability to do nothing.

For example, the beautiful lady with me in the photos below. The left photo is semi-polished, “professional”, if you will. The right? Well, that’s our normal day-to-day ops. Laughing like hyenas. Usually while others stand back and watch the show. Typical.

Which brings me to my next point. Mini won student of the month for integrity. Super proud Mom moment. She, too, has an inability to do nothing, especially concerning righting wrongs. She is a loyal friend, a kind human, and a rule follower dujour. I am exceptionally proud – an “A” student, a book lover, and easily one of the most creative, bold children I know. She makes me proud, and laugh so loudly.

Course change.

For several nights, nightmares and sleeplessness plagued me. I dreamt my boss was the devil, my previous boss was seriously ill, and I kept hearing phantom knocking. Real exciting times, Kel. I wracked my brain for what could be bothering me, but arrived at zero answers. Perhaps it was just a bout of insomnia, or weather change, or general unspecified anxiety. It eventually passed. My only takeaway was this: some are frustrated where they are in life, professionally or personally, or both. I think learning to play the game is imperative, in whatever way it is for you. Some go on to live nomadic lifestyles, or expat themselves within another’s borders. That’s all well and good. But you can’t hate the game. It’s the game, it’s doing what the game does. You either learn to bend a little or you spend your entire life fighting it, most likely to succumb to death (like the rest of us) with frustration. No one is forced to play, and you certainly don’t have to like your hand, but if you choose not to change, then you can’t be surprised when the house wins.

____________________________

I ask you –

Do you have someone in your life who makes you laugh wildly?

Tell me – do you play the game or do you expend your energy fighting it?

(The post I just can’t first appeared here at Running on Fumes.)

Comfort Food and other stuff

Recently, the radio host was accepting opinions of what listeners considered comfort food. One said it was food you eat when ill. Another disagreed because it should be more clear why they need comfort. For example, you’ve gone through a traumatic breakup…you wouldn’t give someone soup (such as when ill). Maybe you’d give them alcohol instead. I made that part up myself. No radio listener said this. And when there’s been a death in the family, people bring comfort food, like macaroni and cheese, and fried chicken. Though I don’t understand providing a grieving family the types of food that…undoubtedly…(may have) contributed to their demise.

My mom would make us children comfort food aptly titled “hot jello”. Basically, it’s the same steps to making jello prior to refrigerating it. It’s warm, sweet, and comforting. That’s my comfort food when sick.

Obviously we can’t have a discussion about comfort food without mentioning ice cream, specifically Blue Bell. This article ranks the top ten flavors with an original play on the how many forks idea (the better an item, the more forks).

(Spoiler) Unsurprisingly, Cookie Two Step was the winner. I can say unsurprisingly because I have practically inhaled an entire half gallon of this flavor. Despite it making me very ill, I believe it was entirely worth it. Take all my sporks! Although I do love buttered pecans and pistachio, I was a little surprised at the prevalence of peppermint flavors which made the list. Perhaps they have a following I’m unaware of.

And, finally, a quick recap of the most recent game night where my favorite game – Spoons – was the winner-takes-all finale. Yours truly was the winner amongst approx 40 competitive women. The photo below is an indicator of Part’s competitiveness, although she would tell you she is not.

_______________

I ask you –

What is your favorite comfort food?

What about your favorite game?

Share your thoughts on the top ice cream winners.

(The post Comfort Food and other stuff first appeared here at Running on Fumes.)

Day in Photos, pt 9

Haven’t done one of these in awhile. Probably because I’ve had other things to share. Important things, like…I don’t remember exactly what, but I’m positive they were more important!

#leagueofgarmin @garminfitness

Garmin Fitness adopted me. Bless their hearts. I saw where a running friend (who doesn’t really know me at all but alas we’re friends) was also “adopted” so I took a gamble and submitted my own info. Then, they said ok, we guess you can be a part of our club. And here we are!

Pretzel Lightsaber

We have some truly creative people in our squadron. A spouse made these for everyone for May 4th. Get it, get it. Since we’re the force support squadron – you get it, right?

Team JENGA

I stayed up wayyyyyy too late one Saturday night to attend a dining in event with some truly amazing women! There was alcohol, food, shenanigans, and a skit. Video exists somewhere. Team JENGA ruled the night. Except for those 42 women with nerf guns; they had it out for everyone.

The next day – ahem, whole week – I was reminded why I don’t stay out late. Or take shots. Meh. But, the fun was priceless!

I ask you –

Cinco de Mayo – yay or nay? I adore chips and salsa.

When was the last time you stayed up late? And until what time was that?

Vote: Jenga or Nerf! Nerf. Of course.