I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.

It’s wet, it’s cold, it’s not even officially winter yet.

We’ve been a little busy. I guess as the year rushes toward its inevitable conclusion, the unfortunate coincidence which is the holidays and the misguided notion that you should spend it with the extended family (aka tradition) will rear it’s ugly head. Slowly but surely.

It’s one thing to enjoy the company of your extended family. The other thing, we call “obligation” to traipse around egos.

Call me sentimental, and don’t hold my weakness for being unable to call bullshit on occasions like this against me. When I get around to freeing myself from these bonds, I get to call myself brave and wear it around like a badge Until then, I guess.

Found a new way to really maximise a good recipe. Like tenderising a steak, you gotta beat it over and over again – like having it four times a week. Ha! That’ll teach you, arteries!!!