Archive for December, 2010

Parentless-mas Eve means…

Posted in Uncategorized on December 24, 2010 by Cristina

… drinking spiked & spiced cider … watching a movie with a sex scene and not cringing … sharing traditions with good friends (shocking, yes, traditions) … being able to wrap everything in newspaper and painting fun stuff on it …

… placing all the gifts under a smut-and-liquor-adorned tree … going to bed dreaming of a Christmas dinner where we won’t be sitting at the kids’ table!  Alternative-family time is a good time.

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Meh.

Posted in Uncategorized on December 16, 2010 by Cristina


Boo. My first day of the winter doldrums that I’ve been warned and periodically asked about since I moved here. “Are you depressed yet? Have the winters started getting you down yet?” The answer was no until yesterday when I started feeling a strange unshakeable bummed out thing that was new to me. Don’t get me wrong, it was a good day of pretty bike ride, crafting with friends and a good dinner, but even during some smiles and giggles, I was a bit melancholy. This feeling compelled me to buy some fragrant unseasonal flowers, presumably from a place that’s basking in sun as I write this.  I’m not sure if the lack of sunshine is to blame, but if it is, I’ll take advantage of this partly cloudy day with a walk over St. John’s bridge. Time to get acquainted with my new friend, Gloom.

Sad Organs

Posted in Uncategorized on December 8, 2010 by Cristina


There were only five, that’s right, FIVE hearts in the package of Hearts & Kidneys that I just cooked myself for dinner. If you’re not a disgusting organ-eater like me, let me put that in more approachable terms for you. It’s like finding only five cashews in the Mixed Nuts can. Rip-off, I know! When I was little, my favorite animal parts were (ummm, brace yourself) the heart, the spinal cord that I had to suck out of chicken necks, bone marrow from cow bones and most of all, freshly-grilled pig skin that may or may not have had a day-old stubble thing going on. That said, I’ve never gotten queasy preparing meat, but tonight was different. While trimming the sinewy bits off the kidneys, I found myself, and the stuff that I was about to eat, totally revolting. It didn’t help that I’d just looked up recipe ideas for these organs and quite a few people were saying that they had no idea what to do with kidneys besides feed them to their dogs. Reality check: it’s almost midnight and I’m eating dog food to fuel the last eight pages I have to write about an axolotl and theoretical geometry. As the kids are saying these days, FML. I could go for some more ❤ right now.