I am dreaming about making a giant vat of stuffing.
Crawling into it.
And not emerging until it's empty.
The difficulty in this?
I do not have a turkey or an oven large enough.
To hold the massive amounts of stuffing that I am envisioning.
So here I sit.
Dreaming of stuffing.
Wondering why I always must wait.
To have it only for a week out of every year.
Thinking it sick, where we stick it.
But I still love to eat it when it comes out.
You cant say that about much.
Ahhh. Stuffing.
The Good Stuff.
Enough.
About Me
- Stara
- I'm Tara. I hail from "The Mouth", good old Plymouth, Massachusetts. I have always loved to write, and talk, and experience people and things in new ways. These days, I am using my writing skills not only to tell my own stories and experiences, but to reflect on some other things I love, like fashion, vintage jewelry, and art. I think accessories make the outfit and are the key to true style! I challenge anyone who doesn't like to talk to find their way out of talking to me. I could talk the paint off a wall, I'd bet. I enjoy meeting new people and love checking them out! Guys, gals, and these days, even pets often have their own sense of style, and personality and sense of style are the cornerstones of what I think about a good portion of the time. Food and drink take up the rest. Especially wine and cheese, and no, I'm not talking whine.
Monday, November 24, 2008
A burnt english muffin is no way to start the week...
I woke up way too early this morning. This is my own fault, as I fell asleep way too early last night, after an afternoon of wine and art and cheese. At any rate.
I got out of bed and turned on the computer, figuring with a little extra time this morning I might as well give my little 'ole blog a bit of attention. So, I made some coffee, took my multivitamin, and put an english muffin on to toast. Unfortunately, I got involved in a little game of fashion wars on facebook, and unfortunately my muffin got a bit too toasty.
After realizing that the smell of burnt whole wheat english muffin was wafting through my house, I also realized that I was NAUSEOUS. Not from the over-cooked muffin, but from the multivitamin. Those damn things always make me sick if I take them on an empty stomach, and even more so on occasions when I start drinking my coffee before eating something. I guess I should consider that crystal light, coffee, and a multivitamin MIGHT make me sick, but when it's early and I'm a bit groggy I dont always think of this stuff.
Ok, so I take my well-done english muffin out of the toaster (by the way, the package tells me that the whole wheat variety I bought will supply me with 1/3 of my total fiber for the day), and begin pacing the kitchen, wondering what condiment will best disguise the taste of burnt fiber so that I can still eat it in order to make myself feel less pukey. Of course, these things only happen when it's the last english muffin in the pack, which of course this was, and when I really need to eat something, which I did.
I consider my options. Butter, jelly, cream cheese. Any of them could work, I suppose. But I'm kind of having trouble thinking still because I only had a few sips of coffee, and I feel so sick that it's hard to think of anything except my nausea. I settle on peanut butter, figuring that even if it still doesnt taste good, I can be pretty sure that by putting enough on it will be sufficient to coat my stomach long enough to digest the multivitamin so that I don't barf it up.
Well, this tactic worked. I had to fight my dog off while eating it, as she LOVES peanut butter (she takes after her mom), and to eat it as fast as possible the whole time willing it to hurry on it's merry way down to my stomach where it can work it's magic. Finally, 10-15 minutes later I felt better.
So, here I am. It's Monday morning. It's a short workweek, and will be a big week of eating all of my favorite foods for thanksgiving. Which is the bright side of a dark beginning. I still question why I want to take the magic 'multivitamin', which is supposed to help my overall health, but only ever seems to succeed in making me nauseous, or changing the color of my pee. Sometimes I think I should go back to the old days when people didnt rely on things like vitamins, and aspirin to heal their pains, and protect them. They simply worked, and ate, and were thankful for whatever they had.
I got out of bed and turned on the computer, figuring with a little extra time this morning I might as well give my little 'ole blog a bit of attention. So, I made some coffee, took my multivitamin, and put an english muffin on to toast. Unfortunately, I got involved in a little game of fashion wars on facebook, and unfortunately my muffin got a bit too toasty.
After realizing that the smell of burnt whole wheat english muffin was wafting through my house, I also realized that I was NAUSEOUS. Not from the over-cooked muffin, but from the multivitamin. Those damn things always make me sick if I take them on an empty stomach, and even more so on occasions when I start drinking my coffee before eating something. I guess I should consider that crystal light, coffee, and a multivitamin MIGHT make me sick, but when it's early and I'm a bit groggy I dont always think of this stuff.
Ok, so I take my well-done english muffin out of the toaster (by the way, the package tells me that the whole wheat variety I bought will supply me with 1/3 of my total fiber for the day), and begin pacing the kitchen, wondering what condiment will best disguise the taste of burnt fiber so that I can still eat it in order to make myself feel less pukey. Of course, these things only happen when it's the last english muffin in the pack, which of course this was, and when I really need to eat something, which I did.
I consider my options. Butter, jelly, cream cheese. Any of them could work, I suppose. But I'm kind of having trouble thinking still because I only had a few sips of coffee, and I feel so sick that it's hard to think of anything except my nausea. I settle on peanut butter, figuring that even if it still doesnt taste good, I can be pretty sure that by putting enough on it will be sufficient to coat my stomach long enough to digest the multivitamin so that I don't barf it up.
Well, this tactic worked. I had to fight my dog off while eating it, as she LOVES peanut butter (she takes after her mom), and to eat it as fast as possible the whole time willing it to hurry on it's merry way down to my stomach where it can work it's magic. Finally, 10-15 minutes later I felt better.
So, here I am. It's Monday morning. It's a short workweek, and will be a big week of eating all of my favorite foods for thanksgiving. Which is the bright side of a dark beginning. I still question why I want to take the magic 'multivitamin', which is supposed to help my overall health, but only ever seems to succeed in making me nauseous, or changing the color of my pee. Sometimes I think I should go back to the old days when people didnt rely on things like vitamins, and aspirin to heal their pains, and protect them. They simply worked, and ate, and were thankful for whatever they had.
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