white way of delight
the cherry trees that line my street are blossoming both white and dark pink. one of our daffidils bloomed. these two things make me happy.
this morning when my alarm went off i hit snooze and i very nearly rolled over and slept right into a lovely sleep in. "go after work" i told myself. "ya-ya" i nodded, eager to believe it. a small annoying voice persisted saying things like "you won't go." "you'll be too tired after work." "all your shower stuff is in your bag already." this last argument was surprisingly persuasive. anything rather than unpack the bag.
i dressed in my one gym outfit that is already getting quite worn. i reached out the back door to grab my hoodie (i draped it over my fruit box last night to 'freshen' it up a bit) and an orange. my hoodie was cold but fresh.
i came down the stairs from the changing room and went straight to the treadmills. today was a pure cardio day. loud-gab lady was already there with older-joking-brown man. my treadmill was right under the tv with volume and it was turned to ctv news, but i couldn't hear it because loud-gab kept on a steady stream of convo to old-joke. she more shouts than talks. i learned a few things instead of the news, like she doesn't cook much and all she needs is a washer, she can do without a kitchen and she's moving to a house on a culdesac. i also heard a few of old-joke's jokes. the eliptical area was a welcome relief of gab and the tv was on nice and loud, but it was global as usual in that location.
the shower was wonderful. probably my best one ever at the gym. it was so hot and there wasn't really anyone else showering until the end. i wanted to stay. i sat in the sauna. i love the smell in the sauna. warm and woody. i think that the smell is a big draw for me. i like the bench warm against my back and legs too. i only stayed in there for a minute though. things to do.
it wasn't until i was standing in front of the mirror taking out the various needed items from my bag that i realized that i forgot the blow dryer. i remembered thinking that my bag wasn't as full as it usually is earlier and shrugging it off. it all made sense now. my hair was sopping wet. what could i do? nothing. i put the gel in, tousled it a little. twisted a few pieces, did my make-up and left to walk to work.
lisa was sick again. i thought she would be. luckily i was back early because of the lack-oh-blow-dryer, so i had lots of time to do the pancakes for our wednesday morning pancake breakfast. i burnt the first four on the griddle REAL bad. i tossed them in the garbage. i was tired.
we served breakfast for lunch too. sausages, scrambled eggs, hash browns and orange slices. the sausages proved the bain of my existance. we decided to cook them on the griddle. i was there for about two hours cooking 153 sausages. i continued to feel tired and burnt out.
lunch was nuts. we ran out of caesar salads. we ran out of tzatziki. we ran out of scrambbled eggs. i was constantly sending the waiters back to ask would they like something else besides a caesar salad side, would they like ranch instead of tzatziki to dip their pita in, or a different side perhaps. would they like extra sausages or hashbrowns instead of eggs? the best was when they wanted both pita and tzatziki and caesar salad. that was special. more tiredness.
during lunch clean-up i started mixing up the makings of meatballs. this mixture included three huge packs of lean ground beef and it was cooooooold. i gathered together a meatball party and we made 490 meatballs together. i'm known to be really picky about the size of the meatballs. i put a prototype meatball in every pan for everybody to judge from. periodically i do checks to make sure they're pretty uniform. maryam who asks me and any other kitchen staff a million times a day if there is any bacon or pork in the food we are making was one of the meatballers. as she waw putting on her gloves she asked me "is there any bacon in the meatballs?" i gave her a quick "no." in reply. "then how come she said there IS bacon?" maryam wanted to know. "who's she?" i asked. it turned out to be new lisa who looked at me helplessly and said "no i didn't. i said we are going to BAKE them." despite this explanation maryam kept asking if there was bacon and why lisa said there was. it was funny. i tried different things like telling her the exact recipe, assuring her that i never heard of meatballs with bacon in them, reminding her that lisa said 'baking' not bacon. finally i said "lisa! stop lying to maryam about the bacon!" hahaha. and one time i said "no. it's all 100% beef.... and a tiny bit of bacon." we all laughed but later she said "you said there was bacon." serves me right i guess. "i was just kidding." i told her.
i had to cover recpetion until 3 when cory would arrive. i sat with lin at the phones and did crossword puzzles with her. we like to do crossword puzzles. i really shouldn't have been doing them, but i was so tired and burnt out that i simply did not care. nobody would say anything anyways. just my 'work-ordered day' conscience smote me a little bit. crossword hour was and hour of respite for me.
cory arrived and i dragged myself back to the kitchen to prepare deposits and record iou's. of course the deposits weren't right. if lisa's back tomorrow, and she probably is, i'll let her figure it out. i didn't have the oomph today.
and now i need to stay awake. i need to fight the urge to nap. so i go to bed early and get a good sleep. i've been sleeping five and a half hours these last couple of days. it ain't good. it ain't good a'TALL.
the thing is last night gilmore girls was a rerun, so it should have been easy to get more sleep, but then there was the amazing race. karey and i watched it. it was good. i'm glad the sisters are gone. i felt sorry for the calm sister. she had to deal with a lot. we couldn't believe the other sister balled like that. she was wound tighter that a really tightly wound rope. :)
my fingers are pale bloodless creatures.
this morning when my alarm went off i hit snooze and i very nearly rolled over and slept right into a lovely sleep in. "go after work" i told myself. "ya-ya" i nodded, eager to believe it. a small annoying voice persisted saying things like "you won't go." "you'll be too tired after work." "all your shower stuff is in your bag already." this last argument was surprisingly persuasive. anything rather than unpack the bag.
i dressed in my one gym outfit that is already getting quite worn. i reached out the back door to grab my hoodie (i draped it over my fruit box last night to 'freshen' it up a bit) and an orange. my hoodie was cold but fresh.
i came down the stairs from the changing room and went straight to the treadmills. today was a pure cardio day. loud-gab lady was already there with older-joking-brown man. my treadmill was right under the tv with volume and it was turned to ctv news, but i couldn't hear it because loud-gab kept on a steady stream of convo to old-joke. she more shouts than talks. i learned a few things instead of the news, like she doesn't cook much and all she needs is a washer, she can do without a kitchen and she's moving to a house on a culdesac. i also heard a few of old-joke's jokes. the eliptical area was a welcome relief of gab and the tv was on nice and loud, but it was global as usual in that location.
the shower was wonderful. probably my best one ever at the gym. it was so hot and there wasn't really anyone else showering until the end. i wanted to stay. i sat in the sauna. i love the smell in the sauna. warm and woody. i think that the smell is a big draw for me. i like the bench warm against my back and legs too. i only stayed in there for a minute though. things to do.
it wasn't until i was standing in front of the mirror taking out the various needed items from my bag that i realized that i forgot the blow dryer. i remembered thinking that my bag wasn't as full as it usually is earlier and shrugging it off. it all made sense now. my hair was sopping wet. what could i do? nothing. i put the gel in, tousled it a little. twisted a few pieces, did my make-up and left to walk to work.
lisa was sick again. i thought she would be. luckily i was back early because of the lack-oh-blow-dryer, so i had lots of time to do the pancakes for our wednesday morning pancake breakfast. i burnt the first four on the griddle REAL bad. i tossed them in the garbage. i was tired.
we served breakfast for lunch too. sausages, scrambled eggs, hash browns and orange slices. the sausages proved the bain of my existance. we decided to cook them on the griddle. i was there for about two hours cooking 153 sausages. i continued to feel tired and burnt out.
lunch was nuts. we ran out of caesar salads. we ran out of tzatziki. we ran out of scrambbled eggs. i was constantly sending the waiters back to ask would they like something else besides a caesar salad side, would they like ranch instead of tzatziki to dip their pita in, or a different side perhaps. would they like extra sausages or hashbrowns instead of eggs? the best was when they wanted both pita and tzatziki and caesar salad. that was special. more tiredness.
during lunch clean-up i started mixing up the makings of meatballs. this mixture included three huge packs of lean ground beef and it was cooooooold. i gathered together a meatball party and we made 490 meatballs together. i'm known to be really picky about the size of the meatballs. i put a prototype meatball in every pan for everybody to judge from. periodically i do checks to make sure they're pretty uniform. maryam who asks me and any other kitchen staff a million times a day if there is any bacon or pork in the food we are making was one of the meatballers. as she waw putting on her gloves she asked me "is there any bacon in the meatballs?" i gave her a quick "no." in reply. "then how come she said there IS bacon?" maryam wanted to know. "who's she?" i asked. it turned out to be new lisa who looked at me helplessly and said "no i didn't. i said we are going to BAKE them." despite this explanation maryam kept asking if there was bacon and why lisa said there was. it was funny. i tried different things like telling her the exact recipe, assuring her that i never heard of meatballs with bacon in them, reminding her that lisa said 'baking' not bacon. finally i said "lisa! stop lying to maryam about the bacon!" hahaha. and one time i said "no. it's all 100% beef.... and a tiny bit of bacon." we all laughed but later she said "you said there was bacon." serves me right i guess. "i was just kidding." i told her.
i had to cover recpetion until 3 when cory would arrive. i sat with lin at the phones and did crossword puzzles with her. we like to do crossword puzzles. i really shouldn't have been doing them, but i was so tired and burnt out that i simply did not care. nobody would say anything anyways. just my 'work-ordered day' conscience smote me a little bit. crossword hour was and hour of respite for me.
cory arrived and i dragged myself back to the kitchen to prepare deposits and record iou's. of course the deposits weren't right. if lisa's back tomorrow, and she probably is, i'll let her figure it out. i didn't have the oomph today.
and now i need to stay awake. i need to fight the urge to nap. so i go to bed early and get a good sleep. i've been sleeping five and a half hours these last couple of days. it ain't good. it ain't good a'TALL.
the thing is last night gilmore girls was a rerun, so it should have been easy to get more sleep, but then there was the amazing race. karey and i watched it. it was good. i'm glad the sisters are gone. i felt sorry for the calm sister. she had to deal with a lot. we couldn't believe the other sister balled like that. she was wound tighter that a really tightly wound rope. :)
my fingers are pale bloodless creatures.
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