Wednesday, October 9, 2013

I Had the Strangest Conversation Yesterday

Last year for Christmas, my husband got me a zombie support magnet for the Blazer. I hung onto it until we got the Fit and I slapped that baby on there. "Support awareness for the insatiable need of zombies to kill everyone with this Zombie Skull support magnet and watch of people frantically run away!" Obviously, this is meant to be a tongue-in-cheek car magnet. I haven't forgotten to take it off when I go through the car wash and it hasn't been stolen. But for the most part, I forget it's on our car.

The building I work in is shared by two other businesses. One of them is a title company. Just yesterday, one of the employees there stopped me and asked if that was my car, the one with the zombie ribbon on it. I said yes, it was. And then the conversation goes like this.

Her: I want to tell you something and please don't be upset.

Me: Okay. What?

Her: That zombie magnet is really kind of offensive, because that ribbon is meant for cancer awareness.

Me: Uhhh, no it's not. Any program that needs awareness can have a ribbon.

Her: Well, whatever, it's still really offensive and I'm a cancer survivor.

Me: Okay.

Her: Can I ask you to take it off your car? Just for this month? It's breast cancer awareness month and it's kind of offensive.

Me: It's Halloween.

Her: Just for this month.

If we hadn't been in the lobby of our building, during work hours, I think I would have lost my shit. I would have probably gotten in her face and yelled, "Look here, you moron, do you think you're the only person to have ever dealt with cancer? If you don't like my magnet, then don't fucking look at my car!" But I acted like an adult. There were just too many people around. I stared at her hard. I figured lying would be the best way to go. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever." And then I walked away.

The magnet wasn't coming off my car.

I came into work today and didn't say anything about it to anyone. Later on this afternoon, I walked past the title company's receptionist and she stopped me. "I have something for you," she said, handing me an envelope. The woman from yesterday started freaking out after I left, realizing how OUT THERE her request was. In fact, the receptionist said she called her three times after hours yesterday. I guess she realized her request was offensive. Restraint is the better part of valor, I think that's how the saying goes.

I opened the envelope. Inside was a lanyard that said "I heart zombies."

I just wanted to apologize for yesterday. I should not have said was just a moment of weakness for me. I know we don't know each other but I am not a mean person. I got home last night and thought about it and realized that I spoke too quickly without thinking. I am a cancer survivor and I am dating a guy who is a stage four cancer survivor. During a three year battle he lost 18 feet of his intestines, half his stomach, his spleen and half of his liver. It was a miracle that he survived. However, two weeks ago his CT scan showed two spots on his stomach and liver. He has decided not to go through chemotherapy or treatment and just wants to live his life to its fullest. I understand, but the selfish part of me wants to keep him around as long as possible. Anyway, it's been a rough month for me. You, and everyone else has the right to support anything that they want to support. If there was a ribbon that said 'support ladybugs' or 'support 49ers,' I would probably rock it on my car too. I hope you accept my apology."

I haven't seen her at all since yesterday. Up until this letter, I didn't even know her name. I think I'll ask their receptionist for her email address so I can tell her what my own experience has been, and will be, with stomach and liver cancer. Where work is concerned, I've turned into kind of a hateful bitch about Mom being sick and slowly dying, but I don't tell people what they should have on their cars. But then again, I was just starting to get over being a hateful bitch since my MIL passed away last year.

As for the lanyard, I don't think that I will wear it. At least, not right now anyway. It seems a little tainted in a way. I don't like it when someone buys me something as an apology for doing or saying something wrong. Personally, I'd rather just have a verbal apology. And since I got that from her, I need to let her know her apology has been accepted.

Monday, October 7, 2013

Paying It Forward

This morning, I stopped at Burger King for a breakfast I didn't even need or really want. I was wanting some unhealthy comfort food.

I pulled up to the window and the woman working it told me the woman in the car ahead of me paid for my order and wanted me to take a card. She was doing a "pay it forward" kind of thing for a local (unknown) mattress store in memory of a little girl.

I was kind of surprised. I told the woman at Burger King to keep the card and let me pay for the order of the guy behind me, and then let him have the card.

I don't know how long this little movement lasted, but I hope the guy behind me kept it up as well.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Another New Original Recipe: Alligator and Penne

As I mentioned earlier, I'm still trying my hardest lately to do more cooking and less shopping.

Today was another day for some kitchen creativity for lunch. It was good, but not as good as my brothless stew from a week ago.
  • 1 lb of alligator (If you live in Hampton Roads, VA, you can get alligator from the butcher shop at the Virigina Beach Farmers' Market)
  • 1 box of Barilla penne pasta
  • 1 jar of Kroger tomato basil pasta sauce
  • 1 can of Red Gold diced tomatoes
  • About 1/2 bag of frozen peas
  • Dried oregano, basil garlic powder, and black pepper
  • Fresh dill and cilantro
  • 2-3 tablespoons of pesto sauce
I cut the alligator into cubes and cooked it in a large pan on medium heat with oregano, basil garlic powder, and black pepper. Unlike the lamb, I didn't need to add any water to the pan for the alligator. It was still very cold and firm, almost completely thawed out, but it got very juicy when I was cooking it. In fact, when it was done, I had to drain it.

I added the sauce, diced tomatoes, peas, dill, cilantro, and pesto sauce to the alligator, and then covered it and reduced the heat to low and just let it simmer while I was cooking the pasta to the directions on the box. Once the pasta was done, I added it to the sauce mixture and continued to let it simmer for another 20 minutes. I wanted to make sure I had enough time to really infuse the flavors.

This was another good meal that I'm going to have leftovers from, for a couple more meals. If you've never had alligator, I highly recommend you try it. It's like really good, quality chicken breast.