Hello, pretty pretty!

My mood has improved considerably since yesterday’s Scrooge-like post. After blogging, I wasted some more time surfing the internet (New Year’s Resolution: Stop looking up so much pointless trivia online!) and then I eventually managed to get my act together and take my dogs for a walk. It was so peaceful outside. This town is filled with with “transplants”, and they must all go back to where they come from during holidays, as there was hardly anybody around. It wasn’t even that they were just all inside with their families, as it was dark, and very few houses had lights on. It felt like I had my whole neighbourhood to myself, and it was lovely. I’ve always loved holidays because it feels like real life is suspended, and that time has stood still. I had even forgotten what day of the week it was yesterday and even though I know today is Saturday, it doesn’t really feel like it. I wish every day could be a holiday. I don’t want to back to my real life but, alas, I will have to – I will try to see more clients later on today.

After walking the dogs, I set about preparing Christmas dinner, which seemed like a huge chore at first (who wants to go to all the effort of preparing a special meal only to eat it alone?!) but I was glad I did in the end because it was goooooooood. I had Tofurky vegetarian roast (tasty, but too salty, as all meat substitute products are, sadly); mustard greens and roasted sweet potatoes. My God, I love sweet potatoes so much that I want to be one! Could there be anything more tasty? Before I came to the US, I don’t think I had ever tried sweet potatoes before. I’m sure that in this era of globalization you must be able to get them back in the Motherland, but it’s hardly like they’re a staple on our tables there.

I’m also a huge fan of collard greens, mustard greens and kale, which are all common in this part of the country. The funny thing is that kale is apparently also very common in the Motherland, and was the only cultivated vegetable we had until the 18th century. Indeed, so common is it that it even lent its name to a whole literary movement, the kailyard school, a group of writers who had an overly sentimental, nostalgic view of rural life. Despite all of this, I had never once tried kale while I lived back home and wouldn’t even have known what it looked like (let alone known how to cook it) had it ambushed me in the street yelling “I am kale! I am kale!”.

Anyway, here is a picture of my Christmas dinner:

Afterwards, I settled down on the sofa with what remained of my nice bottle of Malbec from the night before (and some chocolate mint coconut milk ice-cream! Yum!), and started watching “Barberella“. It was one of those films I had been meaning to watch for years, but had never got around to doing so. I was reminded of it twice recently, though – the first time when “Belle de Jour” finally outed herself, and admitted that she’d worked as an escort with the “Barberella Agency”; the second time when I was at a party and someone asked whether I’d seen the film and looked at me like I’d two heads because I hadn’t (Sheesh, I can’t have seen every single film, you know!).

Usually, I’m not overly excited about kitsch films, but I did enjoy it quite a bit. It was certainly a nice antidote to the previous night’s decidely non-Christmas Evey viewing material, “Dogville”. In case you’re wondering, the title of today’s post is one of Anita Pallenberg’s lines in the film (she’s waaaaaaay hotter than Jone Fonda, by the way). Did you know that Duran Duran named themselves after the main villain in “Barberella”, the evil Dr Durand-Durand? I think I did once know that useless piece of trivia, but I’d forgotten.

“MM” and I didn’t even speak to each other yesterday. It wasn’t like we were avoiding each other or anything (we exchanged a few texts), but he called when I was out walking the dogs, and afterwards he was busy with friends and family. He sent me a text in the early hours of the morning saying “I miss you so much. Goodnight”, which made me feel quite guilty, as I can’t say I miss him one whit. In fact, I’m in a fucking fantastic mood! I’m very, very relaxed and chilled out. The tension in my shoulders and neck has completely gone, and I’m just enjoying being by myself. I’m not sure what that means. Perhaps it means I don’t love him, but, then again, have I ever missed anybody all that much? Sure, I’ve missed other guys before, but it was always men who didn’t want me, and I think my longing for them was more obsession than a genuine sense of wanting them close to me.

When it comes to relationships, I do enjoy having somebody in my life so I know that I’m not all alone in the world, but what a drag that you have to put up with so much crap to get that! Life would be so much easier if I could just live on a Barbarella-like spaceship that had a sort of on-board holographic computer, with human emotions, that would talk to me and give me advice, but would basically shut the fuck up the rest of the time. Why the hell has nobody invented such a thing?!


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17 thoughts on “Hello, pretty pretty!

  1. Fantastic Forrest December 26, 2009 at 4:31 pm Reply

    Sweet potatoes and chocolate mint coconut ice cream. A most satisfying Christmas meal, indeed!

    • petrichoric December 26, 2009 at 6:03 pm Reply

      Mmmmm, yes, it was very tasty!

  2. williamx December 26, 2009 at 6:02 pm Reply

    Hey Sis!
    WilliamX chimes in to say enjoy the next week of you time as much as you possibly can. Lame advice I know, but I’ve been reading and lurking forever (since things are pretty much not that great in X-land, I’ve got not alot to actually, you know, say . . .) and I had to send over some love because I just know how pleased you’d be to receive such an excellent gift!

    • petrichoric December 26, 2009 at 6:06 pm Reply

      Hello, Williamx! I was just thinking of you today actually, and was planning on shooting you an email to admonish you for your unforgiveable silence! (But, it’s OK, you’re forgiven!). And, yes, I am indeed greatful for your good wishes – it’s a helluva lot better than somebody wishing me ill, that’s for sure. How come things are not going well for you? Still broke, too? Hope you had a merry Christmas.

      • williamx December 26, 2009 at 6:22 pm Reply

        Mostly broke yes, with a stupid love life: The woman I want is with someone else and really happy (which is good! for her but I feel all left behind), woman that wants me is too crazy for me to really handle and yet nearly irresistable all at once. Weirdly it’s when we are both just hanging out together being chill is when the ‘tension’ is most notable. When we party together is when it’s obvious that us together is a no-go. Also I am mr relationship advice for a couple of my friends and some hearbreak is on the way for people I really care about.
        On the plus side? Ha I am well and truly loved and my sense of optimism is resurgent now that Xmas (A holiday I don’t really dig) is done and New Years (A holiday I dig very much) is nearly here. And I did, in fact have a very merry christmas: wine, rock and roll and just general cheer. I think there was some food involved as well . . .

        • petrichoric December 26, 2009 at 7:58 pm Reply

          Plus ça change, then, Williamx, eh?! You’ve always been broke with a crazy love life! Are you sure that you *really*want the woman who’s with someone else, or is it maybe just that you’re attracted to someone you can’t have? At least that’s how I would be if I were in your shoes. Apart from that, I’m very glad to hear that you are in good spirits. Let’s hope that 2010 is a better year for both our wallets and our hearts!

  3. williamx December 26, 2009 at 9:15 pm Reply

    ha yes but when I was broke with a good job it was because I spent my wealth on madness and debauchery. I object to this poverty induced adherence to a nearly straight and narrow existence.
    Alas the ‘woman of my dreams’ picked someone who is pretty good for her and, sadly for me, probably the right choice for her. You are absolutely correct in thinking I sometimes want a woman because she is unavailable. Not this time though. This woman is simply an incredible collection of awesome sweetness genius hotness genuine good. Aside from that left behind feeling I mentioned I really only want her to be happy, and she is . . . I wouldn’t even have to worry about feeling left behind but it’s tough being a single dude during the holidays and I am endlessly reminded that short single white dudes suck. But no matter. 2010 will rule! I’ll meet my perfect match, find my perfect career, solve world hunger, reverse global warming, win the war in Afghanistan, end the war in Iraq, meet interesting bloggers from small wet countries with excellent writing styles and surprising choices in mates, and generally usher in an era of stable, sustainable prosperity that will last a thousand years.
    So mote it be.

    • petrichoric December 27, 2009 at 12:07 pm Reply

      Well, it is sadly true that most women like tall men but just how tall is tall? Isn’t it all relative? I’m 5’6″, so I’ve always liked to go out with men who’re at least 5’9″, but the main factor was that I wanted the guy to be taller than me. Surely all you need to do is find a short woman because then, in her eyes, you will always be tall! Maybe you need to target shorter races (Asian, Hispanic) if you’re getting too many knockbacks from those pesky Caucasians!

      • williamx December 27, 2009 at 1:37 pm Reply

        Ha maybe so! I do like the petite.
        But what I was whinging about is really the holiday cultural ambiance in general and experiences I’ve been having with some specific social scenes I hang in . . . there’s naught to do for that except get my life enough back together so my ego isn’t quite so sensitive. Easy!
        Also? I’ve just reread this post since, you know, I should probably comment upon it’s substance; this being your petrichor past and not my apotheosis.
        Thus I am wondering about the missing of MM? A tiny little break like this is possibly just what the doc ordered (The doc being Dr. Love!, of course.) The relations I see working are the ones where each party has some ‘me’ time regularly built into their life together.

  4. petrichoric December 27, 2009 at 2:11 pm Reply

    Well, if you’re a short guy who likes petite women, then it would seem that all is right with the world, no?

    As regards the holidays, they will soon be over and, as for your soon-to-be broken-hearted friends, that’s not your responsibility, so all you can do is be a shoulder to cry on. It may even work to your advantage really. Once the broken-hearted ones have got over the initial shock, they may be likely to want to go out “on the pull”, as we say in the motherland, so you may find yourself in new social situations very soon with lots of lovely petite women around!

    Much better to have broken-hearted friends who need to “fuck the pain away” than to have friends who’re all happily coupled up and who therefore don’t want to leave their love nests.

    Yes, you may be spot on about the “absence makes the heart grow fonder” thing. I’m definitely feeling better disposed towards “MM” today. I wouldn’t go so far to say that I miss him, but I’m certainly feeling fonder of him.

  5. williamx December 27, 2009 at 2:34 pm Reply

    You know, All is right with the world, strangely enough. Somewhere somehow some dose of optimism is upon me, I’m watching some American Armored Wankerball on the computer (GO Saints!!), dining this eve with with a happily married couple where I don’t feel all third wheelish and planning New Year’s debauchery.
    I might even resolve to resolve something . . .

    • petrichoric December 27, 2009 at 3:01 pm Reply

      Wish I could accompany you in your New Year’s debauchery. There is never anything very good going on here for New Year. Hurrumph.

  6. williamx December 27, 2009 at 3:24 pm Reply

    yeah one of the superstitions I have picked up is how you start the year is kinda how the year will go. I like to be surrounded with friends, eating drinking dancing naked head full of wackiness and a couple of bucks in my pocket. It’s traditional . . .

  7. phd in yogurtry December 28, 2009 at 3:12 pm Reply

    I would like to climb aboard the B-like spaceship, but mine would have a knob where I could dial down my own emotions. I tend to be the wussy-miss-you-very-much type and I wish I enjoyed alone time more. Actually, I do enjoy alone time once I get used to it, relax into it, figure out how great it is to fix exactly what I love to eat (steamed spinach, sauerkraut on pork chops) without having to worry about the kids and husband turning their noses up, complaining loudly about how I’ve “stunk up the whole house.” But it doesn’t happen much so I don’t get much practice.

    • petrichoric December 28, 2009 at 6:13 pm Reply

      Euuuuuuuweeeewugh! Well, now I certainly know not to come a-knockin’ on your door when I’m hungry. Even if was on the verge of starvation, you wouldn’t catch me eating pork chops and sauerkraut. And the pork chops thing hasn’t got anything to do with my being vegan (or, well, technically, I’m a lapsed vegan these days, as I eat fish); I actually love the taste of some meats, but, ugh, I always hated pork, specifically pork chops. And what’s with the sauerkraut? Are you of German heritage?

  8. LazyBuddhist December 31, 2009 at 4:42 pm Reply

    That sounds like a really lovely way to spend Xmas. Any meal that includes sweet potatoes is OK with me. The BF baked a chicken for himself for dinner, forgetting that I am a pesci-vegetarian. Sure, I could have made something for myself, but my mood was so foul, I opted to hide in my office most of the day and play inane games on Facebook. But, I admit dinner was not so bad since it included a sweet potato and vegetarian stuffing. Sure, I didn’t have a main course, but in addition to my sweet potato, I hate half of the boyfriend’s. Oops. I meant ATE, not HATE. Yeah . . . I have relationship issues, and your point is?

    • petrichoric December 31, 2009 at 7:20 pm Reply

      I’m a pesco-vegan these days. I feel guilty for eating fish, but I was starting to find my diet really dull and unsatisfying. I’m not saying that you can’t have a perfectly satisfying and healthy 100% vegan diet, but my body was just crying out for fish. Your boyfriend’s dinner sounded delicious. Are you a pesco-vegetarian because you’re a Buddhist? Last night I made the most delicious tofu dish ever – it was braised, and in a caramel sauce. And, yes, there were sweet potatoes again, too. Yum!

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