The Honey Pot
I’m not exactly at my desk but close enough.
I’ve had a headache since 5am. so, I’ve started drinking.

I’m not exactly at my desk but close enough.

I’ve had a headache since 5am. so, I’ve started drinking.

cold sesame noodles are one of my favorite things so I’ve been wanting to try womaninterrupted's recipe

here we go,

ohyeah. I was going to go to the store and buy ginger. I was going to READ the recipe and check the pantry…ohwell.

I only have fusilli

my tahini is old. but it seems fine.

~ MY WORLD IS UNRAVELING ~

I don’t have any of the things I need for this recipe. continue on.

eat hot

even though I could hardly have bungled it more, It was delicious. I like the spiciness of this recipe. I use a  cold sesame noodle recipe from a weirdly judgemental 80’s cookbook. I think I’ll end up combining them next time. I knew Murble and I would love it but even UncleDucey ate some.

I’m gonna go roll around in my leggings now.

I waffle you

it didn’t photograph as well as the heart pizzas from last year but it was crazy delicious.
and now I’ve entered the drinking and bedding portion of my evening. finally.
Happy Valentine’s Day, tumblroos everywhere <3

it didn’t photograph as well as the heart pizzas from last year but it was crazy delicious.

and now I’ve entered the drinking and bedding portion of my evening. finally.

Happy Valentine’s Day, tumblroos everywhere <3

and even though I&#8217;m drunk I made the cookie dough
and a few cookies for UncleDucey tonight.
I&#8217;ll make cookies for the neighbors in the morning. After the dough rests, much like you and I, it will be even better.

and even though I’m drunk I made the cookie dough

and a few cookies for UncleDucey tonight.

I’ll make cookies for the neighbors in the morning. After the dough rests, much like you and I, it will be even better.

I didn&#8217;t want to cook but
I DID[cook]!
and I was like, this is a post.
I made this

I didn’t want to cook but

I DID[cook]!

and I was like, this is a post.

I made this

I did not know Kringles were a Wisconsin thing, I&#8217;ve just known them as a delicious thing. Anyway, I&#8217;ve got plans to eat all the salty fatty foods, this Kringle, and probably some chocolate while curled up into a ball for three days. see you on the other side.

I did not know Kringles were a Wisconsin thing, I’ve just known them as a delicious thing. Anyway, I’ve got plans to eat all the salty fatty foods, this Kringle, and probably some chocolate while curled up into a ball for three days. see you on the other side.

For twenty minutes before my dad and uncle arrived home with food I was able to sit in a dark quiet room, reading and drinking a beer. I had walked Jazz twice. worked several hours at Unclettton&#8217;s house. showered.
It feels like years, it probably has been years since I’ve really done that. like. felt. enjoyed. relaxed a little. had a story reach me. all at once.
and then they were home. I grabbed another beer to have with my dinner, talked to my dad a little. ate a little.
UncleDucey is mentioning to AuntMurble that there is something wrong with his nebulizer. He has been gone all day but I was with him all morning and he didn&#8217;t mention anything to me. I could have fixed it or gotten a replacement (it&#8217;s a rental) before he came home but he didn&#8217;t mention it to me.
I try to enjoy my food and talk to my dad.

AuntMurble (from the living room): isn&#8217;t this piece supposed to come off?

I wait but this goes on.

me (to my dad): I guess I should go in there. I&#8217;m the one that knows how to take it apart.
me: Yes. that part comes off&#8230;unless this is a new machine?
AuntMurble: no. it&#8217;s not new. I got the mouthpiece off, Jennifer, I&#8217;ll go soak it.
UncleDuecy: You used to clean it.
me: I don&#8217;t clean it anymore because you told me there was no reason to.

I pull the tubing off and check for blockages. We check the nebulizer. it works when the tube is detached.

UncleDuecy: you better run in the kitchen and clean it up.
me: I&#8217;m not running to do anything.
not now. not while Murble is already doing something in the kitchen. later. the tube isn&#8217;t the problem.

I go back to the dining room. say goodbye to my dad. sit down to eat.Murble is in a tizzy. she doesn&#8217;t ask for help. (I&#8217;ve offered by the way) she snaps at me. I eat just enough so I&#8217;m not hungry and put the rest away until I can enjoy it. I sit in my room. My head hurts.
I hear a noise so I check on everybody. Ducey is fine. Murble? neither of us are sure. I make a joke. we both laugh.
I&#8217;ll be in my room for the rest of the night. trying to find that peace I found for a few minutes today. I did just about everything I could for them, in a much more removed way than before. It doesn&#8217;t feel better, only different. Ducey will have a new nebulizer tomorrow.

For twenty minutes before my dad and uncle arrived home with food I was able to sit in a dark quiet room, reading and drinking a beer. I had walked Jazz twice. worked several hours at Unclettton’s house. showered.

It feels like years, it probably has been years since I’ve really done that. like. felt. enjoyed. relaxed a little. had a story reach me. all at once.

and then they were home. I grabbed another beer to have with my dinner, talked to my dad a little. ate a little.

UncleDucey is mentioning to AuntMurble that there is something wrong with his nebulizer. He has been gone all day but I was with him all morning and he didn’t mention anything to me. I could have fixed it or gotten a replacement (it’s a rental) before he came home but he didn’t mention it to me.

I try to enjoy my food and talk to my dad.

AuntMurble (from the living room): isn’t this piece supposed to come off?

I wait but this goes on.

me (to my dad): I guess I should go in there. I’m the one that knows how to take it apart.

me: Yes. that part comes off…unless this is a new machine?

AuntMurble: no. it’s not new. I got the mouthpiece off, Jennifer, I’ll go soak it.

UncleDuecy: You used to clean it.

me: I don’t clean it anymore because you told me there was no reason to.

I pull the tubing off and check for blockages. We check the nebulizer. it works when the tube is detached.

UncleDuecy: you better run in the kitchen and clean it up.

me: I’m not running to do anything.

not now. not while Murble is already doing something in the kitchen. later. the tube isn’t the problem.

I go back to the dining room. say goodbye to my dad. sit down to eat.Murble is in a tizzy. she doesn’t ask for help. (I’ve offered by the way) she snaps at me. I eat just enough so I’m not hungry and put the rest away until I can enjoy it. I sit in my room. My head hurts.

I hear a noise so I check on everybody. Ducey is fine. Murble? neither of us are sure. I make a joke. we both laugh.

I’ll be in my room for the rest of the night. trying to find that peace I found for a few minutes today. I did just about everything I could for them, in a much more removed way than before. It doesn’t feel better, only different. Ducey will have a new nebulizer tomorrow.

Good morning tumblroos Good morning 2014

Good morning tumblroos
Good morning 2014

I&#8217;m going to need more than this.

I’m going to need more than this.