It's a pumpkin pancake. I've made them a few times recently because I have a whole can of pumpkin to use up. The first time, I added pomegranate arils--pumpkin-pomegranate pancakes sound so exotic, don't they? I need to add more spices; the pumpkin turns out rather bland without cinnamon and nutmeg.
I haven't reported on my meals lately because there's not that much to share. I get up at 5:30 in the morning and eat cereal with soy milk; I go to work and sometimes have a morning snack of half a bagel with peanut butter, or some dry shredded wheat. I have lunch at work--early; lunch comes early when you start at 7:00--and it's usually a pile of lettuce with a couple of veggies and some chickpeas or beans, a small piece of fish or pork, and either jello or fruit. On exciting days, there will be chili or shredded chicken that I just put on top of the lettuce. I get home around 4:00 and nibble on crackers or an apple, or maybe a grapefruit, and then I sit around awhile, eat dinner and go to bed. If John's around, we might make chili or something, or we might go out. Last night we went out for Chinese; no dairy challenges there.
Tonight I have an overnight shift because two of the overnight people went on vacation together. (I guess that's what happens when you stay up all night every night with the same person.) The cafeteria closes at 8:30, so late shift and graveyard shift workers get different food. It's actually better. There's a chef's special that comes from the hotel restaurant, and I would like to try it sometime, but I don't do overnight often so I don't know how to order it. If you don't get the special, you get something from the coffee shop, which is where I work. We have prepared sandwiches and pizzas, both of which are pretty good for take-away type food. Obviously, I won't be eating the pizza this month. The sandwiches are boring, but I put the buns in the toaster, take off the cheese, substitute mustard for the pesto- or cherry-enhanced mayo that comes with some of them, and eat them anyway. I usually eat dinner before I go to the overnight shift, so this ends up being my fourth meal of the day--combine that with little-or-no sleep because I don't work graveyard often enough to be able to sleep during the day, and I am on my way to a big fat ass, if I'm not careful.
I got a phone call from someone today...I'm not sure whether to refer to him as a friend or an acquaintance, because he's somewhere in between. We're friends who meet up a couple of times a year, have a Coke, and talk about band, but we don't really get into personal stuff. He called because I've been slacking on my newsletter; I thought he was going to ask what was up and I'd tell him the same bull that I tell everyone else: busy, bought a house, depressing job, etc., and I'd promise to get it done soon. As it turns out, he didn't really care about the newsletter, but he'd guessed from the fact that I haven't done it that there is a lot of shit going on here. He just wanted to talk about the shit. I ended up telling him all the crap that I dealt with last year. He empathized, clucked over me for a while, and diagnosed my 2011 as an annus horribilis--a year of horrors. My problems aren't solved, but it feels better to have listed them for someone; maybe I'll figure out a way to get going on 2012, instead of dwelling on my horrible 2011.
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