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A journey of self-improvement - or not. |
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"JAFBG" ![]() "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" ![]() I've had quite a listless weekend. I agitated my own self with my previous blog entry and thought it better that I take a few days away lest I continue to pick at my past and become further engrossed in the concept. Instead, I spent the week alternating between reading, napping, and watching movies. I completed my very first Goodreads review and I've been working on diversifying my feed there by making some friends. You can add me ![]() ![]() I only wish I'd made one sooner, after spending much of 2020 in isolation reading my weekends and free time away. I can hardly remember now anything that I read or any feelings I might have had in relation to those books. I don't know if that says more about me or about the books. Regardless, I plan to keep up the hobby of reading at least one book a week. I've found it easy enough to read about 50-80 pages a day, depending on the material and where my mind is that day. I'm using Goodreads to help fill out my to-be-read list for "52 in 52" ![]() But onto the prompts... I've actually never seen anyone roasting chestnuts before. I don't even know what this would do to them. Does it soften them? Are they hard to begin with? Does roasting them change the texture? I can't imagine eating anything hard with my TMJ issues. I've not enjoyed eating once since those muscles and joints started bothering me after my surgery this year. It's a miracle I don't starve. Even just the motion of chewing causes lightning-like pain in my jaw joints. I have constant tinnitus, which apparently over half of people with TMJ issues have as well. Either way, suffice to say that I probably don't like chestnuts, roasted or otherwise. I know the worst Christmas song too. It's Mariah Carey's cover of "All I Want for Christmas Is You." I dread it less now that I'm not working in retail, although I've been informed by my boss that the office actually plays Christmas music for all of November and December each year. There are legitimately okay-ish holiday songs. This one, um, isn't one of them. It's played into the fucking ground every year. This song also has nothing to do with Christmas or the idea behind Christmas spirit. Not that I care much about that, but it's just a generic love song that uses the holiday in its lyrics and it's suddenly one of the best Christmas songs of all time? Puh-lease. Here's the deal with Christmas songs for me. My grandmother and I used to hang out all the time in the weeks leading up to Christmas, drinking hot cocoa, baking cookies, working on jigsaw puzzles, wrapping gifts, and yes, listening to Christmas music. I don't actually hate Christmas music as a whole. It reminds me of my grandmother and those memories with her. My personal favorite was "Silent Night" and she enjoyed "O Come, All Ye Faithful" a lot. Now my favorite is "Fairytale of New York" by the Pogues and I can't listen to those traditional Christmas songs because they make me sad. “The monster you lie with is your own. The struggle is endlessly private. I thought it was over.” ~Adam Haslett, Imagine Me Gone |