Category: Life

bookmark_borderBut maybe special things are happening inside…

Posted on by Christine Elias

I’ve been walking home for a while now and I’ve been the chef at home with moderate success. Tomorrow is Oven Fried Tilapia night! (As far as fish go, Tilapia is about as bland as dry toast but I have high hopes for this dish as it promises “to taste almost fried.”)

I’m also trying to eat fruits and vegetables every damn day and I’ve cut down on coffee and pop.

So in the course of this new adventure in health, I have learned three things:

  1. I don’t really like cooking as much as I thought I might — it will never be a hobby. But I don’t hate it and it’s better than eating out all the time. I now think of it as a household chore along the lines of cleaning the bathroom — a necessary task that makes you feel better once it’s done well.

  2. I like walking. This wasn’t really a surprise but I was happy to rediscover this fact. What I like the best about my new habit is listening to documentaries along the way. I know that I will never like jogging, however.

  3. I feel pretty much the same. My knees still hurt sometimes and no aches and pains have suddenly evaporated. I still have crepey eyelid skin . But maybe special things are happening inside.

bookmark_borderThe happiest day of the year

Posted on by Christine Elias

It’s almost time to put away my summer clothes and get out my boots and autumn clothing.

I am beside myself with anticipation.

I hate summer. I hate being hot. I hate not being able to layer in attractive and flattering ways. I hate not wearing interesting shoes and boots.

Already the weather is wonderful. Sunny and warm but not hot. There’s a nice breeze in the air and I can breathe better.

I know hating summer is atypical but I’ve always felt this way. I’m the type of person who prefers to eat indoors — patio season does little for me.

I attended an outdoor eating occasion a while ago and a good portion of time was spent shooing away wasps. There were no wasps inside the house but somehow sitting on uncomfortable plastic furniture outside was better — more festive I guess.

This is not to say I don’t sometimes like sitting outside — I do — I also sometimes like going grocery shopping. Both activities are not high on my list but each can have their moments.