My birthday was a couple of weekends ago, and while, when I was younger, I used to be mostly excited about birthday presents, my favorite thing now is that my birthday has become an excuse to go out to eat. My parents took Gerrit and I out to eat on the Friday before my birthday, … more
Gerrit and I have been painting our bathroom for the past week. It has taken way longer than it should because we had to fix the ceiling in some places and then spray more popcorn stuff on the ceiling, which is apparently the messiest home improvement thing you can do. And there is so much … more
In the middle of the day last Monday, when I emailed Gerrit to ask how his day was going, his response was, “Well, it can’t be bad when I’ve packed cheese straws with my lunch.” No kidding. Cheese straws, those typically unexciting, sometimes stale, often times off in flavor, Southern wedding reception staples–cheese straw–were making … more
Last Thursday morning I bit into my morning breakfast bar (the protein bars I’ve been buying for a quick morning meal, because I am such a terrible breakfast eater) and something tasted faintly like plastic and a bit of gasoline. I threw it in the trash and on Friday I went out and bought the … more
At one point in my elementary school life, my mother made me write down a list of the things that I like to eat for dinner. She was getting frustrated with my picky eating habits, so I wrote a list to show her that really, there were all kinds of foods I like. As long … more