We’ve had this one way friendship-thing going for a while now. So, I feel like you won’t be too offended if I don’t talk about cookie making and how grumpy it makes me (psst – cookie eating makes me happy – let’s be clear about that…). I promise, we’ll talk about food in another post. Deal?
Since we have been hanging out together for so long, let’s get to know each other.
Ok, I’ll start; but please jump in at any time. Conversations are always better when they are two-way.
First of all, if you haven’t figured it out, I am kind of a nerd-geek. In some areas, I have managed to overcome this; but at my core, I have not crossed the cool border. I am okay with that now; in junior high – not so much. Excel spreadsheets make me happy – as long as they’re not too complicated. Then they make me unhappy.
Oh, speaking of high school – please don’t judge – but I was a cheerleader. Yes, I touted the pom poms (BEHAVE – it wasn’t like that. We wore turtlenecks, long sleeved sweaters and culottes). I jumped and climbed and did the gymnastics stuff. For six years. Six years, I tell you. I even broke my nose (unfortunate incident standing on someone’s shoulders – they fell down and forgot to let go of my leg). To people who say cheer leading isn’t a sport, lemmetellyou it totally is. At least it was in our school. We were down right serious about it – no prima donas on our squad.
Anyhoo. People tell me that I am too serious, probably just a by-product of my oh-so-conservative nature. But, there are those who think I am not conservative enough. Making everyone happy is just too complicated. So I gave up on that. Apparently, I am a bit of a “free spirit” – whatever that means. The Dude thinks I am a bit “granola” (which is probably code for “rural”).
I buy weird stuff at the grocery store. It makes me giddy. I once had a cashier ask me if I was one of them “durned hippies”. Which was really funny, because I had just come from work and I think I was wearing a suit. I am guessing it had something to do with all my purchases being from the produce & natural foods section of the store…
Speaking of happy and not happy. When I went to college, I thought I wanted to be a teacher. I was a history major (with a chemistry minor – see, I told you I was weird). I quickly figured out that teaching was NOT going to make me happy. Through a strange & convoluted path, I ended up in the field of logistics & transportation. I love my job, but it definitely adds a weird factor to my life. I have all sorts of amusing anecdotes from my work world - the best is probably the naked truck driver story. I'll save that one for another day...
When I explain what I do for a living to people, I usually get the “three-headed alien” look, so I usually don’t. Sometimes I travel for work. But it’s not glamorous. Truck terminals and rail yards are SO not in the “fancy” parts of town. Thought you would like to know that.
Of course, you know about The Runner Girl & The Karate Kid. They are good eggs. Even if they do cause me to want to pull my hair out at regular intervals. The Runner Girl’s a senior – which means we are college hunting. Still. College searches are rough. I think we’ve got it almost figured out. I hope. The Karate Kid’s a junior – which means I’ll have to do this again next year. I guess that makes me kind of old. But not older than dirt. I think I have a few more years before I can claim that. I probably have to at least hit 40…
Now that we’re caught up, how are things with you?
P.S. I made cookies. Cocoa sables. They looked obscene wrapped up in plastic logs in my refrigerator. Much less so once they were sliced and baked.
P.P.S. Did you know that if you add a handful of graham crackers to a batch of brownies - they get all soft and awesome? Marshmallows optional, but recommended. Just had to share that.
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie. Next week, I'll be back to our regularly scheduled programming to talk about crab & grapefruit salad. Hint - we liked it... (after I omitted the ingredients we didn't like...)