Home Sweet Home; Sorta
So I returned to Vancouver again. I think this has been my 7th or 8th trip back home in 14 months. I don’t plan on coming back again until October though, unless circumstances lead me to return earlier. Oddly enough, it felt like I had to beg to work from home this time around, which boggles my mind. I had a legitimate reason too. I needed to renew my passport and the time allowed me to take care of a bunch of other things. Anyway, I ended up burning up a week of vacation in the process and I suppose that isn’t such a bad thing.
‘Cause I guess I needed the vacation to take care of this fucking cold that I have. I don’t know why, but I always get sick in Vancouver. It never fails. I think it’s the climate that induces illness. I was cold and miserable for a few days and now I have a craptastic cough as a souvenir again. I blame Wanger for getting Hank & Lina sick, who in turn, got me sick. Bastards!! But a little cold/flu isn’t going to keep me down. I just took drugs every two hours for a few days and now my head doesn’t feel like shit anymore. This brings up an annoying pet peeve that has started to pick my bum. Have you ever noticed that when people take pills, some (most?) people will tilt their heads back in a quick motion as to help the pills go down. What does that really do though? I mean, when I’m eating a meal, I don’t cluck back my head like a chicken to help my food go down. I just swallow and down it goes. But people who whip their heads back while taking pills just look strange. Do you do that? Anyway, like I said, this illness didn’t slow me down. I continued with my daily activities, and by activities I mean eating.
I think I’ve actually eaten out every day since I’ve been back. Honourable mentions: Hapa Izakaya (first time eating there and I was totally impressed), the McRib (which wasn’t actually that great, but it was cool just to have one again), Pit’s mushroom burger, Deli’s samosa and chicken panzzaroti, dim sum (twice), Joey’s, Sushi House, Thai House, and etc… Despite all this eating out, I’ve managed to shed 5 lbs since I’ve been back. I cannot explain it. I have a lot of good meals planned for the next few days, so I’m looking to lose a few more pounds before I fly back to Glutton Nation aka the United States.
My nephew is friggin adorable. The times I’ve seen him, he’s almost always sleeping. Which makes me think he’s a well-behaved little boy, but his parents know otherwise. Apparently he’s a bit of a night owl and his favourite past-time is crying all night. What fun! I’ll follow-up with a picture of him later. Peace out and see ya’ll at dinner in the next few days.
