Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Food Truck

Michael and I just got home from a food truck gathering in Winter Park, which was next to a bar called Tom & Jerry's. I took that photo for Grandpa! We met Sana and a few other people from the Sheriff's Office there at 6:30pm. (Yes, these are new skirts!)
I was hesitant at first when I was invited last week due to the shooting of an old lady working at a food truck five weeks ago in another part of town. Nothing bad happened today though. PHEW! There were about fifteen or twenty trucks all with different foods: alligator tails, hot dogs, snow cones, Swedish entrees, empanadas and smoothies. 
 It was hard for me to decide what I wanted. Each truck only had about five or six items on the menu. I should have gotten a dessert crepe. I'd like to try that one day, but ended up purchasing Cajun pork stuffed into a crescent roll shaped like a tornado. I didn't eat much of it. Too spicy for me especially with all the horse radish on top and Michael's talk of food poisoning risk wasn't super helpful. However, the mango kiwi smoothie at another truck was pretty good. Tonight was.. an experience, but probably one I would neither repeat nor recommend.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

the Effects Artist's Wife

This might be my favorite picture that Miriam took of me, after my make over on Saturday. I feel like I can really relate to Rachel McAdam's character in "The Time Traveler's Wife" - not knowing when she will see her husband again, being very sad when he's gone and thrilled to spend the time she has with him. I'm tempted to watch it again.. I'm trying to keep calm and not get upset that Michael is hardly home these days. I know it's because he is working. I just wonder how many other jobs will be like this. How many jobs will be worse, on my part, where he will be filming in North Carolina, completely gone for weeks (or months) at a time? I've passed the lonely stage. I don't know what I would do without Sasha's loving company.

 I wrote something for him yesterday:

I'm reaching out for my love
The zombies are ripping you apart
But as long as I can keep your heart
for myself, we'll be just fine.

Love never fails
And I have enough to go around
But I'll be selfish to the point
where I only share it with you.