Mysteries

I'm not really sure what possessed me when I decided that I really needed to make this salad. Dealing with crazy family members? Hormones? I don't know. All I know is that I was committed to the idea and so yesterday I fired up the grill.

Now don't get me wrong. It's damn tasty, especially after I hit it with extra hot sauce. Hot sauce is kind of like bacon in that it can make so many things even better. The problem is that I'm not a huge fan of tomatoes. It's one of my weird food quirks. Yes, I will eat all kinds of meat but I just am not a fan of tomatoes. But if you love tomatoes, then this salad is completely for you.

I had to rush the salad though after receiving a surprise text message yesterday though. From Drummer Boy of all people. He said he had disappeared because his life had gotten crazy and he didn't think it was fair to drag me into the craziness. Y'all know how I am as magnet for all things crazy so of course I agreed to go out with him. Turns out his crazy was very similar to mine -- family. Now he is no longer speaking to certain family members because he just doesn't have time for the drama.

I have purposefully spent the past year not dating. I kind of figured that if I was meant to be doing such, then the universe would let me know. And boy did it ever. Because what did the universe give me? A guy who talks about the near and far future. Including stuff like how I am silly in saying that my birthday should indeed be something special. Heck. I might even have to try out some of his favorite crockpot recipes that he was kind enough to share with me.

All I can think is how on Friday I was thinking about how I missed my old rock and roll lifestyle. And now it's back in some ways.