fivebyevif

So I go to my doctor, and I says, “Doctah, doctah! Every time I get down to 150 pounds, I stop losing weight!” And he says: “Let’s run more tests!”

You were expecting a punchline, perhaps?

Well, there isn’t one…yet. There might be in ten days when either a) everything comes back fine and I learn to recognize that I just need to stop eating that pesky food if I want to lose weight or b) everything doesn’t come back fine, and they put me on more medication (wheeeee).

The rest of me is doing well. My doctor always seems very pleased with how I’m taking care of myself. Conveniently, I agree!

I love peppermint tea in the summertime. Before I leave for the day, I fill my 32oz work water bottle with water and two sachets, chuck it in the fridge, and in the morning there’s a tasty bottle of homebrewed minty goodness waiting for me at work.

I am getting back in touch with my grill. Last night I made an asparagus and tomato salad that involved grilled asparagus, halved cherry tomatoes, a glub of balsamic, a dash of orange juice, a whisper of minced garlic, some salt and pepper, and about a tablespoon or two of ground parmesan. It’ll be duplicated next week in California.

The more I manage people, the more I see the virtue in preserving states’ rights. I’ll leave that random comment to stand alone and on its own, for 32 ounces of peppermint tea has had its way with me, and it’s time to send it to a better place.