Tag: rants

I am a lucky girl/wife. Simon cooks all the meals in our house. He makes really healthy dishes that taste divine!
He likes to keep creative and has started a little challenge for himself and for me, I guess too! Every night, he makes a mystery vegetable of some sort, the deal is I taste it and see what I think. I’ve had avocado dips, carrot mash, sesame oil crispy green beans and am waiting eagerly tonight for some other mad thing.

That picture you see above is a perfect match for me when I was  a child. now, experts say that fussy eaters are only children who are looking for attention or control.

I diagree, I know this is not true, I wasn’t looking for attention or control. I simply hated the vegetables I was being given. I hated the taste and texture and felt sick if I did eat them, it has taken me years and years to get to even stand them being in my mouth.

I only started eating them when I met Si, aged 23. Even then, I couldn’t stand the bitty texture and he would puree everything for me.

Everything.

He used to make separate dinners every night. I’ve progressed since then, I’ll eat most veg but only they’re cooked “Simy style”, which means tasty. His salad dressing is divine, the oils he stir it’s his veg makes me want to try them and his roast sweet potato wedges hit the spot too.
I’m very lucky.
Although come back to me on that, I might get aubergine with red wine as my mystery veg tonight?

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3. Rant

Whenever I cross a pedestrian crossing, I wave or nod or gesture nicely to the car that stopped for me. It’s a nice thing to do. It’s manners. It’s totally not typical of women pedestrians.

Fact. A woman pedestrian is less likely to thank you for taking the bother to stop safely to let their bottoms walk in front of your car. A man usually will. Why is this? I’ve seen women purposely ignore that your car is even there and stride across like it’s their given right to walk across a pedestrian crossing, without looking either way, in case a car is coming.

I’m going to carry out a massive piece of research into this to prove my point. I will stand at a crossing and take note. The study will be called “Is a woman pedestrian more likely to ignore a car that has stopped to let her pass than a male pedestrian?”

The overwhelming response will be yes.

I bet.

I read a piece in some paper yesterday. It doesn’t matter
which paper. The headline was “Mean thieves steal 7 year old’s
Santa present”. Fair enough. It’s horrible.

However, when I read on, I felt like shaking the robber’s hand. This little girl of 7
years age got some sort of car for Christmas. This car can reach 25
mph and seat 2 other 7 year old passengers. It also retails at
€1750. Huh?

Let me repeat. A little child  received a car worth
€1750.

Oh, by the way, our country is in
a recession apparently.

So, my surprise trip didn’t happen. And not one of ye
guessed it! It was Oslo. Airport cancelled all flights and we
retreated to my hometown of Mayo. A very relaxing and mammied
Christmas was had by all. I’m now sitting on the train to Dublin
for the day. Am I becoming more unrealistic or hyper sensitive to
noise as I get older? Every person, it seems, on the train like to
“share” their music/games/general noise with the whole train. Which
results in mixes of tetris, Rhianna and Katy Perry. Has noone heard
of earphones or taste? We went to Japan a few years ago. On their
trains, they have a “quiet” section of the train. You are
guaranteed no noise of any kind. Just human voices really. Even the
train announcements don’t come on. A visual announcement instead.
It’s bliss actually. If we had it here, everyone would ignore it
anyway. That’s my rant over, I’m not asking for much. Or am I?
Just