I’m afraid that the baby’s reflux has been totally kicking my arse lately, leaving me wickedly tired and incredibly uninspired (as if you haven’t noticed). And so, in lieu of enjoying some awesome photos or cool crafting or whatever, you get to put up with this kind of shite…

Sad Panda by ra3ndy at Deviant Art.

1. I would rather spend 5 minutes at the beginning of a meal picking out the things I don’t like (like chunks of green pepper or celery, which I would never put in a dish) than trying to eat around them. In my mind, the meal will then be fully enjoyable rather than oscillating between being good and a-pain-in-the-arse.
2. I have a moderate stash of unbelievably soft and fuzzy socks that I keep in my nightstand for those nights when my feet need a bit of extra heat and lovin’.
3. When I was young, I remember my mom asking one day which my favourite animal was, and for lack of a real favourite at the time, I said I kind of liked panda bears. From that day forward, I was inundated with panda posters, panda figurines, panda mugs, panda books, and of course, panda themed clothing. I was schlepped off to not one, but two “Breakfast With The Pandas” at the zoo, and  brought back a variety of kitsch from mom’s trip to China. Now, I frikkin’ hate pandas. <Insert “sad panda” joke here>.
4. I used to spend hours… seriously, HOURS… drawing my own Garfield comics.
5. My favourite kitchen utensils include my lemon zester, my mandolin, and that one long handled red spoon.
6. When I was in university, I told my mother about some cool photos I had seen of New Mexico, and how one day I would love to drive down there, photographing all the cool places along the way. Months later, she had booked a trip – for herself. She came back with lots of nice pictures and gifts for everyone. To this day, I am very reluctant to share my closest dreams with anyone.
7. I have only ever lived in Calgary and briefly in Edmonton (from birth to 3). Lately, I’ve really had the itch to go somewhere new. I think it has something to do with an inner desire to reinvent myself and redefine my family.
8. I used to be completely anti-second-hand (my mother was somewhat of a snob). Nowadays, some of my favourite items have come from Value Village – including my black leather jacket, the baby’s play kitchen, that one expanding suitcase with the really funky latches…
9. When I was a “tween”, I remember going on a weekend trip with a friend of the family named Penny. She was smart and beautiful and I totally looked up to her. She taught me how to french braid my hair, totally kept her cool when the car broke down in the middle of nowhere, and hand made me a pair of leather and fur moccasins (which were super cool in the 70s!!!) She’s the one who told me that washing your hair daily can be quite damaging, and as a result, I’ve trained my hair to not need washing except maybe twice a week.
10. I often wish I was wealthy enough to build my own eco-community and invite all of my dearest friends to move there so we could experience a true community lifestyle – sharing childcare, cooking big meals, helping each other out in times of need. (I think I watched The Waltons too much as a child.)

So, there you have it. TMI for a Thursday.