When you’re 41, you can eat naked cupcakes and peanut butter out of the jar
Her: What are you having for breakfast?
Me: A naked cupcake.
Her: I knew this would happen after you got your results!
Went to the doc’s the other day for my annual checkup. Got a clean bill of health – cholesterol is less than 200, low blood sugar, low resting heart rate, etc – and this conversation:
Him: Do you eat fish every day?
Me: No. Maybe once a week, why?
Him: The last time I saw triglycerides this low, it was on a fisherman.
Me: Well, I do drink a lot of rum, so in that sense, I’m like a guy at sea.
Him: (laughing) I don’t think that’s it.
So I immediately went home and slow baked a dozen chicken wings and a rack of Alton Brown’s Who Loves Ya Baby-back Ribs. I shoulda taken a pic.
In a few more days, I’ll probably go back to eating a lot of beans and downing wheat-grass shakes but if I’m gonna be 41, I’m going to try and enjoy it as best I can.
Her: Is that a jar of peanut butter next to the bed?
Me: … No?
Location: in front of some more deadlines
Mood: pensive
Music: It’s so unright, it’s so unright, it’s a technical, accept it
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5 replies on “Naked cupcakes, peanut butter, ribs, and wings”
Being 41 means writing three posts about your birthday. Hey, I’m not hating.
Man, I’m so vain!
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