It's what's for dinner.

Can I just say, yum?!

I said a lot more than that tonight.

Not sure where my commentary came from, really.

I mean, I guess it might have something to do with the 

hours I've dedicated to procrastinating my homework

by watching HGTV and the FoodNetwork. 

But that's only one possibility. 

Another might be that I've developed a knack of saying things

sporadically and not realizing they're funny [blessing&curse?]

Whatever the case, Garrison got an earful. 

I made our dinner in about 15 minutes [record, I believe so]

then I just went on and on about how crunchy the lettuce was

and how I could actually taste the peppers and cucumbers.

Who does that? Can anyone actually describe the taste of a pepper?

Or a cucumber for that matter, without using the words pepper or

cucumber? Don't think so. Yet, here I was attempting to do so.

I guess it really was funny, in retrospect.

Most things are funny once the moment has passed.

Like that time I broke my ankle playing frisbee-hilarious.

I jest, because likening my pain of a fractured ankle to Garrison

laughing/choking/giving me weird looks is not an adequate comparison. 

Plus, the pain of the broken ankle wasn't so bad because I didn't realize 

it was broken until four..[let's see friday...Monday] yeah, four until I had

an x-ray [I walked to that x-ray room mind you] to tell me that I had in fact

broken my ankle in two places--then the pain set it. Pathetic, I know.

In my defense I had never broken a bone until then. But I realize now that

telling people that makes me look even more pathetic- it's like:

I mean, I can even see the humor in that [not!]. But the point is--I was weird.

I think it had to do with the salad. Seriously. I don't act like that on a usual basis.

I definitely never imagine that I'm on a cooking network and teaching others

my tricks in the kitchen [like I have any! ha!] That'd be weird. Unusual.

Okay, you caught me. But it only happens on occasion. Luckily, Garrison 

was apart of the occasion. Lucky him, eh? Thought so, too.

The salad was really good. The veggies were really crisp and I was full

before I finished my bowl and so was Garrison. 

It was a nice feeling, being full.

I actually felt GOOD.

Not just full.

I'm glad we've made this step in the right direction.

Hopefully we can keep up this habit and continue

to eat an organic meal every night [more than just a salad].

Hooray for good meals and goofy dinner conversations.

[even if they are one-sided].

It's what's for dinner.

Can I just say, yum?!

I said a lot more than that tonight.

Not sure where my commentary came from, really.

I mean, I guess it might have something to do with the 

hours I've dedicated to procrastinating my homework

by watching HGTV and the FoodNetwork. 

But that's only one possibility. 

Another might be that I've developed a knack of saying things

sporadically and not realizing they're funny [blessing&curse?]

Whatever the case, Garrison got an earful. 

I made our dinner in about 15 minutes [record, I believe so]

then I just went on and on about how crunchy the lettuce was

and how I could actually taste the peppers and cucumbers.

Who does that? Can anyone actually describe the taste of a pepper?

Or a cucumber for that matter, without using the words pepper or

cucumber? Don't think so. Yet, here I was attempting to do so.

I guess it really was funny, in retrospect.

Most things are funny once the moment has passed.

Like that time I broke my ankle playing frisbee-hilarious.

I jest, because likening my pain of a fractured ankle to Garrison

laughing/choking/giving me weird looks is not an adequate comparison. 

Plus, the pain of the broken ankle wasn't so bad because I didn't realize 

it was broken until four..[let's see friday...Monday] yeah, four until I had

an x-ray [I walked to that x-ray room mind you] to tell me that I had in fact

broken my ankle in two places--then the pain set it. Pathetic, I know.

In my defense I had never broken a bone until then. But I realize now that

telling people that makes me look even more pathetic- it's like:

I mean, I can even see the humor in that [not!]. But the point is--I was weird.

I think it had to do with the salad. Seriously. I don't act like that on a usual basis.

I definitely never imagine that I'm on a cooking network and teaching others

my tricks in the kitchen [like I have any! ha!] That'd be weird. Unusual.

Okay, you caught me. But it only happens on occasion. Luckily, Garrison 

was apart of the occasion. Lucky him, eh? Thought so, too.

The salad was really good. The veggies were really crisp and I was full

before I finished my bowl and so was Garrison. 

It was a nice feeling, being full.

I actually felt GOOD.

Not just full.

I'm glad we've made this step in the right direction.

Hopefully we can keep up this habit and continue

to eat an organic meal every night [more than just a salad].

Hooray for good meals and goofy dinner conversations.

[even if they are one-sided].