Monthly Archives: September 2012
Is Sunday for the first or last day of the week?
It’s Saturday afternoon, heading toward evening, and outside it’s been a gray, gray sort of day, but one that refuses to rain or blow wind. We might go shopping: we have no tempeh in the fridge.
It’s an NPR sort of Friday. Ms. S. tells me that her morning commute is often defined by what’s on NPR; I, on the other hand, get it mainly through their website. Years ago in Madison I used that 3-CD-changer, … Continue reading
Neither the potato-lentil “creme” nor the pizza mentioned yesterday were made. Ms. S. returned home at the expected time and we got a little television in before bed. Schedules can be busy, packed, hectic, and disjointed. They skew; they do … Continue reading
Wednesdays Ms. S. works what are for her ‘weird’ hours, 4-11pm. She gets lunch in the afternoon but needs a real ‘dinner’ when she gets home; she’ll be up for many more hours, so it’s not as if she’ll get … Continue reading
Last summer we moved across a state from Ms. S’s school location to her hometown and my place of employment. She brought the furniture, I brought the mojo, and together we filled in the blanks. About that time we were … Continue reading
In other news, “The Hidden Truth about Calories” is both fascinating and, luckily, not just a rehash of other recent blogs and articles questioning the old wisdom “a calorie is a calorie.”
Ms. S. recently dubbed me the King of Soups. It’s possible that she was exaggerating; it’s possible that I misremember exactly what she said. But hyperbole or not, it’s true that soups have recently been “my thing.” Before this year … Continue reading
We always catch things a day late. Or several days late. It’s wibbly-wobbly-2012-DVR-timey-wimey stuff. And so: Sunday evening we got around to the latest Doctor Who episode, the delightful “Dinosaurs on a Spaceship.” Talk about truth in advertising.