the smack factor

just returned from CT.  it was very slow, very quiet, and beyond relaxing.   I was itchy for the computer and noise, but that subsided on Sunday.  I slept like a dead hamster every night with naps in between - unheard of!  I wasn’t anxious and I had absolutely no anxiety dreams about Factor.  Though i do wish he’d wear a helmet when snowboarding.  I might recruit his family to guilt him into it.  Accidents happen.   And so here I sit, trying to think of something fabulous to cook for my wooly fella when he gets home all achy and tired - and cranky from carrying all his gear through the streets of manhattan.  Currently I’m wrestling with healthy versus homey.  Comfy versus couch potato friendly.    Sweet and spicy shrimp? I think so.  I’m sort of hungry right now, so I should probably eat something before shopping.  NEVER shop on an empty stomach or you’ll do as factor does and come home with  a log of grits.

Yes, a log of grits.