Mad Manatee Mentors 2013: CLOSED (exc/ Pop Tart bribes) (Page 204)

Happy Friday Eve Manatees - today is brought to you by my favourite sponsor... COFFEE!

This is thanks to a couple of things: 

1) Tony left for NYC last night and it was weird having the entire apartment and bed to myself;

2) the seemingly endless effing police sirens;

3) the idiot Harley/Harley wannabe riders with their idiotic loud pipes; and

4) my neighbour who decided to display his impressive...um... "stamina" last night on a very squeaky bed until almost 2am. 

Apartment life, I'm not sure I could do it after being in a house for as long as I have.  That said, make sure you congratulate your neighbor on his abilities. 

It's definitely interesting living in an apartment building some days... And I did applaud after the big finale last night (this morning), but I don't think they heard me.  Maybe I should slip an 'inspire' under their door just saying "nice work!!" 

I let my boss talk me into taking some admin duties back, so now I am associate dean of arts and sciences again. I feel good about it.

Happy Friday Eve Manatees - today is brought to you by my favourite sponsor... COFFEE!

This is thanks to a couple of things: 

1) Tony left for NYC last night and it was weird having the entire apartment and bed to myself;

2) the seemingly endless effing police sirens;

3) the idiot Harley/Harley wannabe riders with their idiotic loud pipes; and

4) my neighbour who decided to display his impressive...um... "stamina" last night on a very squeaky bed until almost 2am. 

Apartment life, I'm not sure I could do it after being in a house for as long as I have.  That said, make sure you congratulate your neighbor on his abilities. 

I was going to hijack the hijack in the Core Challenge thread but decided to contemplate this here, where I feel... safer.

So Chris' talk of bluegrass got me thinking about my Grandma. Typical Iowa grandma. Short, round and full of love. She always had old school country or bluegrass playing at that farmhouse in Winterset, Iowa (think Bridges of Madison County) and could sing and yodel with the best of them. Her "round-ness" is so much a part of my fond memories of her (God I miss her). Of course, the food she made was Paula Deen style with lots of fat and butter, but she made THE BEST biscuits n' gravy!!!!!!!

So thinking about Felicia's RR and which grandma do I want to be (hopefully those days are still a few years away). Do I want to be the round (wouldn't take much to get back there) grandma that spoils my grandkids with yummy treats and good hardy meals, or do I want to be the fit grandma that can run and play with them and they (maybe) think I'm badazz because "Grandma did an Ironman", but I feed them carrots (okay, maybe a slight exaggeration because I try to make healthy food that tastes good). Being wrapped up in grandma's jiggly arms against her robust bosom was so comforting...

BTW, DS2 gets here tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!! (and he requested biscuits n gravy for breakfast)

I was going to hijack the hijack in the Core Challenge thread but decided to contemplate this here, where I feel... safer.

So Chris' talk of bluegrass got me thinking about my Grandma. Typical Iowa grandma. Short, round and full of love. She always had old school country or bluegrass playing at that farmhouse in Winterset, Iowa (think Bridges of Madison County) and could sing and yodel with the best of them. Her "round-ness" is so much a part of my fond memories of her (God I miss her). Of course, the food she made was Paula Deen style with lots of fat and butter, but she made THE BEST biscuits n' gravy!!!!!!!

So thinking about Felicia's RR and which grandma do I want to be (hopefully those days are still a few years away). Do I want to be the round (wouldn't take much to get back there) grandma that spoils my grandkids with yummy treats and good hardy meals, or do I want to be the fit grandma that can run and play with them and they (maybe) think I'm badazz because "Grandma did an Ironman", but I feed them carrots (okay, maybe a slight exaggeration because I try to make healthy food that tastes good). Being wrapped up in grandma's jiggly arms against her robust bosom was so comforting...

BTW, DS2 gets here tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!! (and he requested biscuits n gravy for breakfast)

I was kinda thinking along those lines, I guess I just don't have that modelled for me. I come from farm stock, where the women work hard but they're... fluffy.  My mom isn't fluffy but it isn't because she eats healthy or has an active lifestyle. Her metabolism went wacko a few years back and she can't gain a pound if she tries. (She makes a pretty mean biscuits n gravy too).

I guess it goes back to the feeling of comfort with  grandma making yummies in the kitchen, the warm stove, oldies on the radio (even at my mom's). I must admit I have the habit of expressing love through food too. I try to keep it healthy on a regular basis for DH and DS1, but I love the feeling of someone enjoying food I've made. "Eat!! Eat!!"

I experience this occasionally in hotels. I can't imagine dealing with it on a regular basis. Like Chris, I've lived in a house too long to share walls.