Thursday, October 28, 2010

Excuses, Excuses.

I'm sick.  It is my one day off after working very hard all week to make sure the hotel was in sparklingly great shape for our annual inspection and now my overtired body has given up.  My throat is on fire, my ears are plugged, and I wear a turtleneck, yoga leggings, and a generally dour expression.

It's also one of the last days I'll have off before heading to Canada, which means I should be finishing off presents and doing chocolatey things and whatnot.  I had also hoped to do a long run today.  Hah.  NONE of that is happening right now since I can't summon the energy to get off the couch and do ANYTHING.

Even this blog entry was an effort but I figured I've been missing in action so much lately I owe an excuse at the very least.

(If you're wondering how the hotel inspection went, it went well and the stuff I handle got perfect scores.)

I'm off to bed to die now.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I ate it.

Milka is one of the lower-quality milk chocolates available at consumer level here in Belgium.  Daim is a sort of toffee of scandinavian origin, I'm told.

As you can see, this bar isn't nearly as full of toffee bits as the package would indicate.  There wasn't really a "crunch factor" involved when eating the bar because of this scarcity.

Though I'd say the Daim bits did lift the flavour of Milka's chocolate, (making this bar more palatable than most of the overly-sweet-and-somewhat-waxy-in-texture Milka products,) at the end of the day there just wasn't enough Daim to make this bar live up to the promise of the package.

Though they changed their formula about 10 years ago; using cheaper chocolate and toffee, I'd still put a Skor bar above the Milka & Daim bar.

This said, the Heath bar remains my first choice for toffee-chocolate combos.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Thankful

I have two days where I should be less busy and so I'm taking the time when I've got it to update here with something slightly less crap and cursory.  There are a lot of things I'm feeling thankful for right now, including this 2-day break.  A little time to breathe and do whatever I feel like is really, really nice.  A few other things I'm feeling pretty grateful for:

"Thanksgiving dinner" was served the day before yesterday to a table of 7.  The house managed only to look as though 2 tasmanian devils had taken up residence, the alcove of doom was benevolent, and it was by and large a good dinner.  Of course, I forgot to take pictures of pretty much everything.  I did snap one of the pumpkin pie, but it hadn't yet been garnished so the photo is nothing special.  It was a very good pumpkin pie too; silky texture, mellow, sweetly spiced taste... and it paired nicely with the vanilla ice cream I made.

Yesterday I ran 21Km.  6 years ago I could do twice as much, and at a faster pace but I'm beyond glad it's even possible for me to do this now.  It's been 6 years due to a nasty knee injury that put me right back to square one as a runner.  I've had my frustrating setbacks, re-injuries, and piles of physio and cross-training.  Finally, I feel like I'm really starting to get somewhere.  It's not advisable to make jumps in training distances like I have been, but yesterday was a bit of an isolated incident; a test.  I used my run yesterday as a way to preview the areas of my body I'll have to do more training for, and to get a "worst-case" scenario kind of time for the half-marathon.  Considering my last marathon-run was 4:12, I'm not proud to have come in at 2:22 for a half yesterday, but then again, I'd thought it might be as much as 3 hours and I'm still incredibly thankful that I've gotten this far in rehabilitating my knee.  I was all smiles afterwards.

Today I'm thankful for hot showers, anti-inflammatory cream, tea and napping.  Though I'm in cocoon-mode, the sky is beckoning with a lovely shade of light-indigo and so I believe I'll be trying to shuffle myself out the door for a walk in a bit.

What are you thankful for?

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Tales from the couch

I am still partially busy, but here we continue to dégage some of the backlog of trivial nothings, dear internets.

I ran another 16km.  All I know is it took me somewhere between 1.5 and 2 hours, but not actually 2 hours... less.  I also know that I need to bring water with me next time I decide to do that.

We didn't go to Paris after all, because we are dinks and had an argument.  We did sort it out rather quickly though, learned one or two things along the way and I don't think either of us suffers any lasting emotional wounds from it.  Things continue in what I'd consider a good direction and we are both happy.

Because I've been busy and boyfriend is a sporadic-at-best hooverer, the house looks like 10 Tasmanian devils have taken to nesting in it, which is always great when you're expecting company, which we are this weekend.  How can I get them not to notice that our house looks like Bagdhad?  Maybe if I ply them with alcohol?... lots and lots of alcohol?

I have somehow managed to put myself in the position of making a quasi-Thanksgiving dinner for 7 this upcoming weekend (Yes, I know I'm a week late and obviously out of my mind for taking this on, but whatever.)  There will be turkey, though I have not yet worked up the courage to attempt a whole roasted turkey in the alcove of doom so this year it'll be a rôti de dindonneau en croute Boursin.  The whole thing bakes on a bed of rosemary, has an accompanying sauce, is delicious and will probably not be the dish that causes me stress or agony.  I have bought a ton of pumpkin and am busy roasting and pureeing thinking (laughably) that my first attempt at a pumpkin pie completely from scratch in the alcove of DOOM my tiny kitchen will work out.  (I may have gotten overconfident after it allowed me to make chocolates the last time.)  I'm not worried.  Nope.  Not at all.  I'll just make an offering of burnt sugar before I start, and everything will be fine, right? *glancing nervously toward... the alcove*

Monday, October 11, 2010

M.I.A

I have been missing in action, and there is much catching up to do.  I am still stupidly busy though which means I'm going to have to dole out the catching up in bite size pieces.

Today I am hung over and gastrointestinally ruined from a dinner that (in fine Belgian fashion,) ended around 2:30am, and so the bite size pieces will really be bite-sized today.  And kind of crappy.  Sorry in advance for that.

Look!  I made mint chocolate chip ice cream.


Look!  When I shrug I resemble a scary female bodybuilder.
Yeah.  I'm kind of uncomfortable with that, particularly since i've done ZERO arm-exercise in like, forever, and ever.  Fortunately they are "stealth guns", and if I don't shrug, they remain totally hidden and I look normal and womanly, and not at all like I've been injecting anabolic steroids.

This is as far as my pinot grigio pickled brain will take us today.  This must be the best blog entry I've ever written.

Chitika