Well, that was fun! I posted a few unrelated articles then dropped this blog for over a year. My, my, I didn’t take myself for a procrastinator! What was I doing? Where has the time gone?
Stuff did happen.
33 Chilean Miners were rescued on television and the world was transfixed.
Oil spilled for 86 days in the Gulf of Mexico and the world was transfixed.
North Korea provoked South Korea again and the world was transfixed.
Me and Mr. PR went Primal (more on that soon).
Oh, and I had visitors.
I like when people want to come to my house and tell me to make sure to bring the dog to the airport. Or they ask me to come over and get all, “where’s the dog?” Thanks guys. I get it.
Lunch Mates
We ate. A lot. I fell off the Primal wagon a few (cough) times. I had to buy rice for the house. I mean, my mom. My nephew. They need rice. They has to haz rice. And Korean food. And Korean sweets. And American pastries. And bread for sandwiches. And we went out to eat a bunch of times. I had a lot of doggy bags. Then there’s my mom. Her eyes are way bigger than her stomach. DoggyBag should be her middle name. Lots of boxes and bags in the fridge.
Buddies
We went here and there. We ate all kinds of food. I had to go up a jeans size. Dang. It’s expensive to buy all new jeans. Even at the outlet mall. I ate a burger at the San Diego Zoo that was called an Angus burger but tasted like sawdust. Can you make hamburgers out of sawdust and call it Angus burger? Evidently you can.
I ordered 40 minutes ago dangit - where's my crepe?!
After the visitors left I threw all the miscellaneous boxes and half-eaten Korean food into the trash. Ugh. Primal re-boot, and with a vengeance. I started boiling bone broth right away. Lifting heavy things. Getting sun. Reclaimed the guest room closet. (That part’s not necessarily Primal). Cleaned the house. Put on the country music.