Yesterday was an interesting day.
For instance, for no reason whatsoever, I decided to live tweet myself watching thirty minutes of the Arnold Schwarzenegger movie Commando. I only did the first thirty minutes because I realized reading the Hunger Games would be infinitely more interesting. Twenty minutes later I woke up with drool on my Kindle.
Today is our annual Thanksgiving Lunch at work. I HATE these events. I can’t stand to be forced to make something and then have people be smoozy all around it. “Oh that looks so good!” ” I’ve never seen such an original idea for a recipe!””Does that smoking mean it’s done?!” I know people mean well when they do this, but I would rather avoid the thing all together. But, since my want to be liked overwhelms my negative attitude, I searched for awhile to find the perfect recipe. I finally settled on Canadian Maple Baked Beans from the website Oh She Glows. I chose this recipe because it looked remarkable and you make it in the crock-pot. Deliciousness and laziness? Sign me up! Since this had to serve a good bit of people, I doubled the recipe. Now, my OCD kicked in and I am sure that I somehow screwed this up by not following the recipe EXACTLY. I really fret and worry about this kind of stuff. Here is Nikki adding the cranberries:You want to know why she added the cranberries? The recipe called for a handful and I (seriously) thought that if I put a handful in it would have been too much because the recipe was written by a woman. I don’t know if this is old school sexist or downright insane. I’ll let you be the judge.
The meal went well and a couple of people really liked the beans and asked for the recipe. I don’t know why I get so worked up over these things, they really are a lot of fun. It is nice to sit down with your co-workers because when you do you realize that you don’t really know these people at all. I got to hear some funny stories and some sad stories. I got to find out that we know some of the same people and have the same opinions about them. It really started to feel like we were becoming a community with each other. Sometimes when you work with someone it’s like you only see one small inch of a giant canvas. If you spend some time, and paint in the rest of the canvas, you can step back and think “Wow, that is a really beautiful picture. I’m so glad I got to see that.” I am glad I put aside my negative feelings and dove in to be a part of this meal with my
That is something for which to be thankful.