Secondly, for all the nerdy homemakers/bakers, here's a link to a site selling the Pi pie plate. Maybe I'll get it and bake pies in it, though pi isn't really my thing. Maybe I can find a French pie plate. This one will do, I suppose.
Sad news! For lunch, I was really excited about eating my leftover Thai food from last night's take-out. I was in the kitchen, chopping up some extra vegetables to add and about to make some more Asian-ish sauce. Then in one fell swoop, I knocked the entire affair onto the floor of the tiny kitchen.
Upon seeing the sopping heap of rice, vegetables, tofu, and sauce on the kitchen floor, I started an accelerated version of the grieving process:
- Anger (Copious profanity, banging dishes around, snapping at the boyfriend that the kitchen floor is too filthy to eat off.)
- Denial (Briefly considered the boyfriend's suggestion to scoop everything back into the bowl and eat it.)
- Sadness (Crying and sniffling as I made a substitute lunch.)
Today, I feel like freakin' Mount Vesuvius, about to erupt at any moment and bury poor Romans (=the unfortunate boyfriend) in hot ash and volcanic rock. I'm also really embarrassed that I cried over cold Thai stir-fry... :-X
[Dear Parents, I'm sorry for any times that you have had to deal with my impetuous behavior as well. Please don't disown me.]
Fortunately, I was able to go for a run and let off some of that excess volcanic steam that had been brewing all day. (Library site, you will be the death of me!) Here are my splits:
- Mile 1 - 9:47
- Mile 2 - 9:30
- Mile 3 - 8:57
- Mile 4 - 8:50
In amusing news, the boyfriend and I looked up blackstrap molasses today on Wikipedia because we were curious as to how it is such a good source of iron. Then we found out about the Boston Molasses Disaster which is kind of tragically hilarious. Now, I'm just crossing my fingers that a 40-foot wave of molasses doesn't rush through the streets of Champaign-Urbana on Race Day. That might kill my chances of a PR...
21 comments:
awww Mica I have those days too.. where I'll spill something, and then out comes a swear word and then snapping at the nearest person, as if it's THEIR fault. :/ i'm trying to be better at it, too!
aww, so sad about your ruined lunch!! i am an uber klutz and I do that ALL of the time. sometimes i literally cry. which may make me a brat, or just a really pathetic person, but whatev. and the substitutes i come up with are never up to par :(
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I love the molasses spill story - I've mused over it many a time and wished that I lived at that time only to be able to tell people about it all the time. I wonder if I could be a reenacter for it....
Sorry about moody snappy crying-ness - I think we all do that. Blame Sesame Street and instant gratification culture that doesn't allow us to think things through. Not your fault at all, see.
Good luck on the long run - running makes everything better!
Dude, I feel you! I went undeservedly Vesuvius on the BF today too. I'm sorry about your lunch though. I hope the replacement lunch was just as tasty. :(
Hope your shin feels better, be careful!
Sometimes it is the small things that can throw you all off. Hope the long run goes well.
I cried over spilled tea once. I spilled it ALL over my kitchen counter and it was just that kind of morning that I starting crying and freaking out. (As if I couldn't just make a new cup of tea exactly the same!) Ha, but you even had more of a reason to cry because you couldn't just make more of the exact same thing.
It happens to us all!
I'm super sad about your lunch and I have no doubt that I would have had the same reaction! Especially with all of the stress of grad school - it just makes you bratty, you know?! I just hate when things don't work out! boo! I'm trying to get better at my reactions, too!!
From my blog: TOTAL lame sauce. (love that saying). Yay! I hope you try it and love it. You know I ganked them from others- I can't imagine coming up with a bunch on my own, I’m not there yet! I'm half Irish/half Hispanic! :) I'm very much a mix of my parents and no one can ever figure out "what I am."
Sorry about your lunch. I get mad when that happens to me (quite often because I'm kinda clumsy in the kitchen). And I'm pretty sure we all have days that make us feel like we're the worst possible people to live with. :-)
Thanks for the pi plate links. I am tempted to buy one, which makes me an official nerd.
Good luck on your run!
I'm the same way! I freak out all over things that seem so trivial afterward. the profanities and tears come out automatically. can't help it! guess we are explosive characters by nature.
Thanks for the links! Esp. the molasses link. That made my day.
I am a huge klutz and basically break a glass a day, and in my experience, the ONLY thing anybody can say to make the situation worse than it already is (and how can it GET any worse, right?) is, "It's okay. It's really not worth getting upset about things like this." With no offense meant to Harrison. He was clearly doing his best.
In other words, I mourn the loss of your Thai food. May it rest in peace.
does your half marathon training plan actually have you running the full 13? or is this your idea? Anyway, good luck with that! And I'm convinced we were separated at birth - I blow up at the stupidest things, and stupid people provoke my anger like you wouldn't believe. My 3 hour group meeting yesterday? I was holding my tongue like mad, but I couldn't stop the eye-rolling. whoops.
wow. you need to calm down.
sometimes i wish i was your parents so i could disown you.
i'm sorry about your lunch. i have grieved over forgotten takeout and spills as well. i think it's healthy to get your feelings out.
is that molasses thing for real? what an awful way to die!
Thanks for the Pi Pie plate link! I love it! So going on the list of things to get Mr. Pi!
They say don't cry of spilt milk...um...sometimes you just have to cry it out. Sorry about your lunch though.
i hate those days when things like that make you so upset/cry... i definitely have those days :) glad you got out for a run to let some steam off!
Make sure you give Harrison a hug tonight. :o)
So sorry about your lunch. I am a volcano waiting to erupt too, so I can understand how small things can set you off. Your boyfriend sounds so nice.
I would definitely be upset if I dropped my food on the floor! It's the small things that really get you.
You should definitely get some red running shorts! I love mine...not only because red is fantastic, but because it's easier for people to spot me in races because not too many people wear red shorts! Win-win, I like to think.
Sorry to hear about your lunch...
I spilled my hot oatmeal on the kitchen floor this morning and then immediately yelled at my boyfriend, as thought it was his fault I somehow missed the counter and then started crying. Having sticky hot oatmeal all over my bare feet and the kitchen floor was not a good way to start the day. At least I was able to make more oatmeal, so the morning was not a total loss...
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