speaking of bread butts

Speaking of Bread Butts. 

I almost did the unthinkable the other day.  I went to the fridge after decided to make myself a delicious 'sammich' and, took out the loaf of bread. 

(Because for some reason Luke keeps it in there, letting it get cold and stiff and uncomfortable to eat, though he claims it stays fresh longer but I think that we go through bread fast enough anyway)

I took out the cheese, the tomato, the onion, the lettuce, mustard, mayo, oh MY!  ANYWAY I noticed there were only five pieces left.  Three choice middle pieces and two measly, ugly, crinkly butts.

First I laughed at the fact that neither of us eat the heel end of the bread but we both went out of out of our way to not even touch it long enough to throw it out of our way into the trash, to be able to get to the rest of the bread. lazy is what it is, or perhaps stubbornness.

Luke does eat more sandwiches than I do, one ham sandwich with one slice of cheese and so much mayo, every day for lunch.. (reminding me of a Nicholas Sparks character whose name I've forgotten,  I think it was from A Bend in the Road but I'm probably wrong)

I figured I'd leave him at least those two good pieces. So I'm left with two heels and a good piece... I contemplated my options for a good while.  Instead of deciding I cut up the onion, I cut up the tomato, peeled some lettuce. Put the rest of the tomato in a bag and stored it in the fridge. Still not decided, I took out exactly how many pieces of smoked turkey I wanted.

Finally I put all the bread back and got out the onion bagels sliced it open and made for myself an equally delicious, if not better, turkey bagel. 

So this is just one of the many adventures I get to have as a house wife...you may think it's pretty pathetic that I would call making a sandwich an adventure, but I welcome the challenge with OPEN ARMS!!!

Besides, it's not the making of the sandwich that I call the adventure, it's learning to think of ways to make Luke's life a litter easier every day with choices like that. Even if it means I have to alter my plans a little. Some times it just works out better for the both of us. 

not bashing but...

Sometimes I wish that we didn't have computers.  I wish there wasn't such a thing as "facebook" or "myspace".  To be fair, and to avoid being a hypocrite, I DO use face book as you know, and I do most of the things I'm talking about.

"I'm updating my status,"

"read that comment, it's hilarious, I gotta 'like' that"

"shut up or I'll unfriend you"

I mean, what is all that?  Nonsense is what it is and swallowed us (myself included) whole is what it did. I remember in middle school every one was making a big fuss about E-mailing is taking the place of letters.  That just doesn't seem comparable to having full on in depth conversations, conversations that are better placed face to face,  through a website.

It's just, why can't we call a person up?  Better yet, why can't we make a surprise visit to their house just to see how things are going.  Sure it's time consuming but is it not worth it?  One day you may not be able to see their face or hear their voice and you've wasted all your conversations on a social-networking website.

It's not just said social networking sites, it's online videos and things.  Why spend hours browsing through some one else's memory when you could be making your own.

I'm not saying let's all boy cot the internet because I'm on it now as we speak, talking to Lee who's seven hours away and all, which is one great perk of the internet.  Anyway, I know people hate it when I'm "just saying"  but, I think it would do any one good to just consider their time in front of the computer compared to their face to face visits.  Think for one moment what it would be like to go a year without facebook?  Is it even possible? haha. I would hope so.