Salad Days

how could i have gone for fifteen years without buying lettuce and making salads? fifteen years!

it's a mystery to me. it's the speech equivalent of waking up one day and henceforth forgetting to use any prepositions in what you say -- i mean, you could do it; but why would you want to? severe traumatic brain injury, i suppose (for i used to eat salads, then just stopped).

then one day i had a Caesar salad (with chicken strips) at a restaurant, and it was like a light went on in my head. on the way home, i picked up a couple of Caesar salad kits (which i quickly consumed) from Stop & Shop. now i'm going through lots of lettuce, making frequent stops at the nearby Country Gourmet; and my body very likely thanks me. home at last.

hope everyone's belly is full from Thanksgiving dinner.

thank you

gentle reader,
---here's to being unexpectedly attracted to someone, someone surprising. (perhaps to someone of the same sex if you're hetero, or over some other personal divide.)
---rejoice!

flirtation and coffee,
chitchat and conversation,
talking and smiling,
listening and laughing,
not holding back emotions
but riding on waves and joy and
subverting your own dominant
pantheon of paradigms.

Thanksgiving foliage

it doesn't get any sweeter
than saying hi to a new reader.
--
i see you.
you see that i see you.
i see that you see that i see that you see me.
you smile,
and i see.
--
laugh; live; love. as much as you can, and as often. and forgive, so that you will be forgiven.

first snow

heh, it's about *time* we had something pretty to look at after all those cold mornings (with me bicycling down the hill for a coffee). this makes it all worth while.

5,873rd day of retirement/perpetual vacation

yay reading! yay writing! yay coffee drinking! yay studying! yay playing on the computer! yay watching videos! yay sleeping!

living the dream -- life without responsibilities. (except for 2 days of jury duty so far, and even those were kinda fun. ;-)

yay everything!

love moon love turkey

if people can't, don't, or won't love you for who you are, don't bother with 'em; just love yourself.

yay! -- saw the half-moon this afternoon on the way home from Country Gourmet, and the moon visible in the afternoon means it's *waxing*, so yay upcoming full moon! . . . [oh boy, it's dog food again!]

life goes on, despite unrequited love.

here's to the 100 million Meleagris gallopavo, family Meleagridae (or Phasianidae), who help us give thanks.

nose close rose

why doth my nose close?
allergies or a cold,
i knows not.

outside the ground is froze,
and on a warm couch i doze;
but there my constricted airway goes.

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i guess winter's almost here; i turned on my humidifier last night, boo. it's still summer in my heart, and i'm still often at the beach.