Yesterday I was homesick. I still am a bit, but I forgot my closest co-workers all have their families nearby, so they like to make sure I don't spend the holidays alone or get too sad. I didn't even tell them how I'm feeling and I'm already feeling better after today. Last night my job held its "holiday party"... at work. None of the early morning people went, of course, but there was a lot of food left over and some "Champayno." I promise it was called that. Yes, that CRACKED ME UP!! No getting drunk at work, I guess, whether working or not, so it was non-alcoholic sparkling whatever. Complete with plastic flutes. Wow...
My homie Cat and I decide we're gonna set the whole spread out and have a party for the two of us and the two editors. Roast beef with mushrooms; pasta with cheese, squash, zucchini and carrots; salad; fruit salad. We make it happen and we tear it up! Complete with a side of Champayno and Rev. Fun. Whooooooooose hoooooooooouuuuuuuuse??? Ruuuuuuuun's Hooooooouse. His daughters were showing off their sample gym bags for their line on I think Episode 7, maybe 8. Whatever it was, I want those bags. Their shoes are a bit too colorful and 8th grade to me, but the bags I can rock. And I don't even do logo bags or logo anything. My mother trained me well. No free advertising. Matter of fact, when I wear logos, I'm essentially paying you to advertise for you. Insanity.
I went to my fave cafe for breakfast and had a breakfast quesadilla with mushrooms, onions, cheese and eggs sprinkled with paprika, a side of salsa and sour cream, and sausage. It was BANGIN!! The first bite, I commenced to dancing. Then I went to church today and the pastor ripped it! I was like, "Get it son!" Yes, I talk in church, AND to God, exactly like I talk on my blog. Why not? It's not like God doesn't know what and how I talk anyway. I might need a copy of that one for the road. You know when I blow this taco stand. The text was on faith, Hebrews 11:32-40.
After that, it's Trader Joe's for lemon and raspberry sorbet (the latter suggested by dreamy), honey smoked turkey, herb foccacia bread, sharp white cheddar cheese and mint cocoa. Can't. Wait. That place is gangsta expensive for some things, but the food just looks so good. It's definitely one of those places you have to know your prices. I wanted to get some limes but they only had big bags of them and there's no way I need that many limes. Guess I'll have to hit up the regular store. 50 cents per lime at least, I'm sure. Maybe $1. Citrus is insane up here.
I also want to thank Pro for adopting me since I'm feeling a bit homesick. The Christmas spirit is not dead!!
*Today's selection: Frank Sinatra's version of "Jingle Bells." Very old school. Very classic. Very jolly. "I want those j-i-n-g-l-e bells. Those holdiay j-i-n-g-l-e b-e-double-l-s. I love those j-i-n-g-l-e bells!" Muy festivo! Feliz navidad! Joyeux Noel!