| Marble[wo]man Blog January 2 - 7, 2011 |
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A Late Brunch...
I finally got something to eat. Too busy fussing on configuring
the blog.
Wow, a waffle with pineapple and maraschino cherries, sugar-free
syrup, a scoop of rum raisin icecream--and coffee.
Ooh! Aah!!
Afterwards I get to fold the laundry!!!
Mind
and Body
What a launch! You and I have just witnessed my blood sugars
skyrocket!
For dinner I had a pork chop encrusted with blue cornmeal.
The pork chop lay upon a bed of bok choy and wide egg noodles coated
with butter and freshly chopped chives, blanketed with Buna-shimeji
mushrooms.
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"Blue
Plate Special"
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About a half hour later (8:45pm), I had a bowl of bran flakes
and a few spoonfuls of apple pie. I will spend the next several
hours coming back down to Earth, back to a decent C-Level (carb-count).
What a trajectory. Just a few more yummy leftovers
to go. I am almost out of holiday (mental) mode.
Just a few more bites?!?!? before my head gets put on a spike!?!?!
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I do not know, you tell me...
Which is worse, ring around the collar or a ring around the bathtub?
I would say, "ring around the bathtub," because the tub does not
fit in the dryer!
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Cookies and Cream: Tell Me
a Bedtime Story
There was a time when cookies and cream (warmed milk) was not
a dessert (or an ice cream flavor [extrapolation cookie dough]),
but a bedtime snack: two cookies (chocolate chip, please) and glass (6-10
oz) of plain milk (slightly heated). This combination was a source
of comfort before entering the mysterious depths of La-la Land.
Also known as milk and cookies, a story (mercurially about La-la
Land) usually accompanied the treat. The story concluded once
the affectionate confection was completely consumed, or the recipient
of the delectable fell asleep.
This past evening, I had cookies and coffee. My niece made some
of her (for now and ever famous, expecting to receive another
batch next holiday season) chocolate chip cookies. As seen here,
these cookies seem quite typical, unassuming. From this aerial
view, one expects that the unseen underside of the cookie has
a slight char of carbon. One might conclude, I, by obligation,
will eat a few of these with a wash-down swig (of coffee) so that
I will not feel guilty the next time there is another family gathering
or digital communication.
The problem is that I feel guilty for eating the entire bag in
one sitting before going to bed. Not counting, there were about
eight cookies; two, unfortunately, were not available for the
picture. While I did take notes before falling asleep, I woke-up
with the desire to tell this bedtime story.
Upon inspection, there was no underbelly char. Instead an unseemly
smooth surface as if placed on parchment paper prior to baking.
While worth investigating, my interest was elsewhere.
Crispy. Crumbly. Crunchy. Chewy. Creamy? Then I took a sip of
coffee. Immediately, I wished that I had not. Fortunately, there
were more cookies for me to digest, so my mistake would not be
repeated--except to prevent me from engorging. Besides the drink,
I was able to pace myself because there was a secret in these
textured chocolate chip cookies that preoccupied my attention.
This ingredient was the confectionate bond.
Not terribly sweet, a durable cookie--approximately three and
a half inches in diameter--did not break into tiny pieces until
flat-dropped from a height above four feet. Fortunately, I was
given two bags of cookies--and I am not afraid of eating (dry
food) off my kitchen floor.
An eerie delight that is to be enjoyed as dreamy longing lasts,
and never re-gifted.
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When Light is Not Enough
Yesterday (January 5, 2011), for lunch, I had a homemade salad.
The salad was comprised of:
- iceberg lettuce
- tomato
- tuna fish
- chives
- banana pepper
- mayonnaise/blue cheese fusion/coating
- two [1/2] deviled eggs [details...]
Looking at this picture, I wonder if I was deluding myself about
the caloric [and carbohydrate] intake and the costs associated with
this meal, a meal that made my stomach grumble hours before dinner
time.
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DELUSIONAL DIETING Clockwise
from top left:
sports drink, chocolate chip cookies, bottled water,
stayman apple, salad, crackers
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Could this be a product advertisement for a pharmaceutical company?
"When light is not enough."
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Refreshing Visions Gh(a/o)stly
Seeings
There are times I when wake-up in the morning and I do not
want to get out of bed to face the world.
When those days occur, I am glad that I had rested assure elsewhere...even
if I had been able to get into bed...
I can count/would bet on the couch.
Breakfast anyone? My treat.
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