Fleur de Aleta

Apparently, Frustration Is Hungry Yesterday was one of those days.  Not a terrible day. Nobody needed an ambulance. The house didn’t burn down. There was no major catastrophe.  It was just an extremely irritating collection of small things that apparently got together beforehand and decided to work as a team. It was hot. There was traffic. There was more traffic. And then there was Apple. I had made an appointment at the Apple Store because my phone battery was down to 78% health and needed to be replaced. I had backed up my phone. I had done everything I was supposed to do. I arrived at my appointed time prepared to hand them my phone, have the battery replaced, and continue with my life. That was adorable. I was told they couldn’t get it back to me that day and that I might have to leave it overnight.  That wasn’t going to work. I need my phone for authentication to log into my computer for work. So I left. Back into the heat. Back into the traffic. My father called and...

Things I Didn’t Know I Liked I have apparently reached an age where I’m discovering things about myself that I probably should have figured out years ago.  You would think somewhere along the way we would receive an owner’s manual. Aleta O’Brien: Operating Instructions. Likes this. Hates that. Do not expose to mornings. Will become irrationally attached to certain pens. Approach with caution when hungry. Apparently not. Instead, I’m still finding things I didn’t know I liked.  And lately there have been quite a few. Apparently, I Like Vegetables This one may be the most disturbing.  I used to think vegetables came in categories. Green beans. Broccoli. Carrots. Salad. That was pretty much the Vegetable Department.  Now I walk through the produce section looking at bok choy, fennel, leeks, squash and greens I’ve never heard of. I went to Whole Foods recently and caught myself smiling at the produce. Who is this woman?  I bought red cabbage. Komatsuna greens. Butte...