I was sure that I had a photo of a fly. It’s a bee, I cannot find the one with the fly so let’s pretend it is. Back in Soviet era there were a lot of jokes related to nationality. Here is one of them: An American, a French and a Russian are eating soup. If a fly gets into the soup the Britt pushes the plate away, the French throws away the spoonful of soup with the fly away and eats the rest, and the Russian finishes the soup, grabs the fly by its wings and sucks the last droplets off the fly. The end of my working day felt like I was that fly that was drained all the way to the littlest drop. By the time I have dinner I am wondering which one of us is more jet lagged – my daughter or me who has not even flown. And I am easing into my fast in this weird state of drained jet lag. My next meal will be at the end of the day on the 8th. I also think my Mom forgot about my vegetable broth. Oh well, good thing is that I have a stash of store bought broth. Almost anything can be improved by soy sauce. At the beginning of my fast my mom and I launch into calculation of cost of home made Dubai chocolate. It did come out very good and now we spend an hour to calculate cost of production including foil wrapper, cellophane plastic bag and golden embossed label. You can find the recipe in the recipes section Recipes
So, I have to say I am very proud of myself – I have just learned how to do hyperlink (clap-clap-clap to me).
As I am approaching the last two dates (fights, meetings – you name it) with the Red Devil more and more what ifs come to mind. 05/50 runs in my head in circles. One of my friends when she read this told me a blond joke – someone asked the Blond what was the chance to see a dinaosaur on the street. She said 50/50. That caused a surprised look on the interviewer’s face. How come? It is very simple, answered the Blond, “I will either see it or I won’t”. Holds true for complete pathological remission (CPR) – I will have or I will not. I can keep scratching my 3 mm of hair as often as I want, it will still be 50/50. For now I look at the bright side of the Red Devil – this week and next are only three days in the office week and a four day reprieve. Most of May is the month of Taurus so I guess I should take the bull by the horns and hold on tight.