Life’s Rich Pageant

Today was a good day. I got out of bed only after having hit the snooze button 4 times, I think. I woke up smiling. The VCB’s cutey booty was all sticking out and up against me. I don’t know about you, but I call that a damn fine way to wake up. I showered, and though I never do this, I sang a little. Sondheim.

I had toast and natural crunchy peanut butter and some applesauce for breakfast. Most days I don’t have lunch until 3, at which time I’m starving. I usually have to fight the urge to order the chicken basil brie (Love brie.) sandwich, instead of opting for the hummus and spinach salad.* But today my PB toast and unsweetened applesauce satiated me until I could order the yummy sirloin and Danish bleu cheese salad on mesculun mix.**

Then I listened to that mix CD I made for some folks a while back. I hadn’t heard that mix in a while and it made me phenomenally happy. Work was fun. I enjoy the small group of people that I work with. All smart. All friendly. Most talented. Lots of them are artists and muscians and songwriters and the like. We talk about current events and politics in the kitchen everyday. Reasonably. With no yelling. Respectfully. I learn things from these people every day. And they are funny. Not the towel-snapping, hooting and roughhousing “funny” associated with restaurant jobs I’ve had in the past. These folks make wise cracks under their breath and are dry-witted and easy to laugh.

I really like it there.

And then I got a free oil change thanks to a gift certificate I had left over from Christmas. My oil change was less than the cost of the certificate amount, and they don’t give cash back, so I bought a greeting card to mail to a friend. Free card from the oil change place. Fucking score.

Then I stopped in to see the VCB where he works and drank an espresso and read a few chapters of a book. Then I came home and took a brief nap. I dreamed that I was working at King’s Island amusement park but my job was to ride rides and critique them. Badass job, no?

The VCB and I ordered in Chinese and we are about to watch a few episodes of season two of Six Feet Under that he downloaded all of a few days ago. And here I am now writing at you.

I have $12 to my name. But, today at least, life is rich, bitch!***

*Working where I do has definite perks. I get free or half-price on such deliciosities as bacon, lettuce, fried green tomato and avocado sandwiches on maple wheat toast. Or shiitake mushroom risotto. And lots and lots of healthy options. The vegetable quesedilla is to die for and there are almost always healthy vegan soups like Tomato Basil or Curry Red Lentil. I got free and half price food at Outback, but after 6 years the mere thought of that butter-covered and fried in lard crap makes me want to vomit.

**Someone’s got the munchies.

***To be said in the manner of Dave Chappelle in that hilarious 5-second bit following his show.