I was going through one of my old blogs and found this post from Jan. 21, 2005.
I crack me up!
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"So two days before a seemingly endless trek through the desert (swap meet) I went and kicked straight into the hardest end of a half open door, and now my weest piggy is all purple and swollen. All but broken I think. I haven't been able to wear shoes for those two days and have been tripping back and forth between sandals and slippers depending on the temperature. And come tomorrow I am expected to shove the wounded Suidae into hiking boots and walk over miles of gravel all while carting my less than svelte form around. Good times!!!
I'm also dealing with the moody nerve in my shoulder that is threatening to get pinched, and a cranky husband who possibly should be!
We went shopping today to get lunch suppiles for our badland trek. I was thinking I should bring something hearty like.. sandwiches for myself, so I picked up some Tofurky Italian Deli Slices and Vegan Mozzarella Flavour Slices. I think the abundance of the word "slices" should have been fair warning. As I was making my... sammich, I thought I'd taste the slightly tan "cheese" slice just so I wouldn't be surprised tomorrow. I now remember why I generally do not care for fake meat and cheese... it tastes like shite!! The "meat" mostly tasted like pepper thanks to the "Italian" part, so I threw the mozzarella cardboard in the trash and slapped the peppery soy slab onto my mustardy bread. I think I will be taking it into another state just to throw it away, but at least it will be as far away from me as I can possibly take it."