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Om-Nom-Homecooked Meals

As I’m sure all of my most devoted readers have noticed, I’ve taken a hiatus from the blogging world, but as I return, I realize there is so much to catch you all up on. So, I’ll begin in the most relevant spot: food.

I would be a dirty liar if I didn’t admit that food consumes a good third of my mental energies. What should I eat? How hungry am I? Should I pour a bowl of cereal even though I just wolfed down dinner? The answer to that last one is often an emphatic “YES.”

One of the perks of going home (Mom and Dad, I hope you’re reading) is the home-cooked meals. Not to bash Butler’s buffets or burgers, but there’s something satisfying, even sentimental about returning to the food that kept me fed and satisfied the first eighteen years of my life. It’s the atmosphere of being home, joking with my family, catching up, and simply enjoying the fam.

Prior to the meal. And then-->

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People often equate the “Freshmen Fifteen” to departing for college, but I take the threat of those fifteen additional pounds most seriously when I return home.

Gobble-Turkey noise or human mouth?

One of life’s great questions. This Thanksgiving break (a whopping 9 days that seems to have sped by faster than I can account for) I did some major R&R-ing. I’ve done homework all break, and  there’s still plenty to do, of course, but the majority of my break has been as peaceful as one could hope for.

Not only that, but I’ve grown quite a bit these last couple days. Thursday morning I joined my father and sister for the Galloping Gobbler, a 4 mile run near my hometown. I’ve never run 4 miles before in my life! It’s a great strategy for preparing for that Thanksgiving feast as well.

My new lucky number! And check it, top 500!!! (No need to start out with high expectations, right?)

On top of that, I tried a grapefruit for the first time, and loved it! I’ve always been disgusted by the juice, and assumed the fruit itself was only worse. But I’m getting to that age where my hold on childhood picky-ness is slipping. It made sense at one time, but I’m moving beyond that. What a great break indeed!