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A journey of self-improvement - or not. |
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Sup? I'm Char. You may know me from timeless classics such as
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Artist: The Strokes Song: Hard to Explain [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Me trying to do a food prompt [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] I'm not a baker or a cook in any way. Luckily, my family has a lot of people who love to cook for family get togethers, so I don't really need to make anything. We all know that I'm a picky eater (if you've blogged with me before), so I won't beat that point to death. Suffice to say that I'm not hard-pressed to eat at a potluck to begin with. I'm going to get off track to rant for just a second, but... I absolutely loathe these social niceties. Like, oh gee, you invited me to a birthday party so I've already got a birthday card and gift for someone, but I also need to show up bearing gifts for the party host because of reasons. I especially loathe being on the receiving end of these social niceties. I've had to tell people, hey, you don't need to bring homemade cookies or a small trinket-like gift to my house just because I invited you over for an evening. Like, not only do I not want them, but I don't want to feel guilty when I inevitably throw the shit away. For example, Kira invited her friend and her friend's husband over to watch the season finale of this show that we all like. We were just ordering takeout and we let them know ahead of time that they didn't need to bring anything with them. But, of course... Like, what the fuck? It's a nice gesture and all, but what am I supposed to do with this large, clunky wire container? We live in a tiny place with hardly any counter space. Of course we accepted the gifts graciously, but I felt pretty terrible being like, "Uh, okay, so, dumpster this?" a few days later. I even asked a couple other people (who were not mutual friends of the couple) if they wanted it and they said no thanks. Anyway. The point is, I've never been to a legit potluck as an adult. Some of my family members have 'signature' things they make when we get together though. My sister-in-law loves to cook so she brings homemade macaroni and cheese and some kind of dessert with her every time she leaves the house. My grandfather likes to make brownies. A few of my family members are really into making homemade pastas and bread. I've heard of workplaces having potlucks before. I would be totally screwed. I think I'd go to the store, buy a container of macaroni salad, dump it into a plastic food storage container and then just bring it in. Does that work or is it totally obvious? I say the right thing but act the wrong way I like it right here, but I cannot stay |