Or...maybe you just have to have a weird sense of humor to enjoy it. I dunno.
Or why it decided to rain instead of be sunny tomorrow.
Or how I can knit without looking at my work (I'm still not sure how I do that).
There, a logical explanation for the post title. See, my brain works in logical ways...sometimes...
The verdict: there wasn't quiiiite enough liquid (the rice seems to have soaked most of it up overnight), and I was afraid to add too much seasoning because Dad is sensitive to spicy stuff. But with some salt, a few pepperoncini, and some hot sauce they're pretty good. I personally like it...but then again the only things I really don't like are lima beans and ketchup. Not together, of course, but...oh, you know what I mean. XD
Don't answer that, please.
Taking pictures at every opportunity kinda helps with the sadness... XD
My dreams are going back to normal, however you choose to interpret that (instead of dreaming of M, I'm now back to espionage and/or impossibly weird plots XD).
I've started drawing and painting again.
I'm reading more than the occasional magazine.
And along with equalizing comes a little more peace, a little more relaxation...and the assurance that things will be all right.
I could be wrong
I could be ready
Oh, but if I take my heart's advice
I know I'm still unsteady
I am in repair
I am in repair...
...I'm not together but I'm getting there
--John Mayer, "In Repair"