The Record Player in My Head

212/365 – Don’t cry princess, it was only a dream.

I generally do not have problems sleeping. All my life, I’ve slept like a rock. My father loves to tell the story of him walking into my room when I was about 4 years old and he repeatedly picked my hand up, straightened my arm, and then let it go. I didn’t wake up. Like.A.Rock.

On those rare (and I do mean rare) occasions that I cannot sleep, I worry that I’ve made the wrong choices in my life. Did I take the right job? Did I study the right things in college? Should I have not bit my tongue when a friend seemed be looking for advice, but didn’t outright ask for it?

I console myself with this quote from Soren Kierkegaard:

“I see it all perfectly; there are two possible situations – one can either do this or that. My honest opinion and my friendly advice is this: do it or do not do it – you will regret both.”

I have to just keep living. If I spend too much time worrying, I don’t actually do anything. Reflect and just keep moving forward.

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Private Dining Experience

Roasted whole suckling pig (Photo Courtesy of Poste Moderne Brasserie)

Wow.

When can I do that again?

Last summer, hubs and I were out with friends at a DC restaurant that we love, but unfortunately do not visit enough. They told us about roasts at Poste where an animal is spit roasted over an open wood fire for a group seated outside in the chef’s garden. The idea sounded wonderful and we agreed that we should get a group together to do it.

Life happened and we were unable to pull it off last summer.

About a month ago, the topic came up again and we seized upon the opportunity.
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