Waffles & Other Anti-Bummers

Hi Darling Ones,

I woke up at the crack of 10 a.m. this morning to a snowy Monday. It is, for the record, the eleventy-leventh grey day of November thus far. It feels like 10 a.m. all day because the light never changes until it’s dark at 4 p.m.

The dying of the light has been particularly brutal this year for all the reasons you already know. I won’t enumerate them for the eleventy-leventh time.

I’m setting the dreary scene here so you can feel how amazing it was to wake up and not be filled with bleakness and dread.

Make no mistake, I did not greet the day with a cheery smile full of vim & vigor. I would never do that, not even on my very best day. But the absence of dread was a delight.

I got up, ate breakfast, and even did a business. And thank Ellen Willis* for that, because I have shirked my work responsibilities so hard it was becoming a huge ordeal in my head and turning all my dreams into work anxiety dreams.

What makes all this noteworthy is, I did it all without the constant echo of “I am sad. I am sad. I am sad.” reverberating throughout my heart.

Double-plus noteworthy is that I had the emotional wherewithal to recognize it. So in the spirit of recognition, here are a few things, anti-bummers** if you will, that have delighted me in the last few days.

  • Cinnamon Tea: I’m not so much of a tea drinker, usually. This stuff is like a not-so-atomic fireball with caffeine. Extra credit for coming in an adorable tin that I use to store my actual Atomic Fireballs.
  • Seasoned Sour Cream: Sister #4 has been here a lot due to the double-whammy deaths. One of the recent times we had Champps for dinner because we both were craving their seasoned sour cream. When she was here last night for dinner, I served her a copycat recipe and had to stop her from bathing in it because it was so good.
  • The Big Brunch: This is a Top Chefesque cooking competition hosted by the endlessly charming Dan Levy, and like the host it too is endlessly charming.
  • Roasting Wolfdogg: I got to make fun of Wolfdogg today for not knowing the lyrics of “You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go” and realizing that Ashtabula is a real place.
  • People Who Show Up: Last night I told Sister #4 how touched I was by people who have unexpectedly shown up for me these past 10 weeks. Not that I didn’t think people would support me, but some people have shown up with a consistency I did not expect. I’m gonna stop typing about this because I don’t want to get weepy.
  • Waffles: For dinner I made cheddar, bacon, scallion waffles with real deal maple syrup my friend Josh sent me. Each time I eat these waffles this week (the recipe makes a lot) I’m going to send warm vibes and love and solace to my friend because he needs it and deserves it.

Syrupily yours,
Jodi

 
*I don’t know about God, but I do know about Ellen Willis and she is my deity of choice.

 
**Anti-bummers are a concept I completely stole without permission from my friend, Carrie.

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6 Comments

  1. theluckynun 15.Nov.22 at 9:26 am

    1. I’m so glad to hear that bleakness and dread took a morning off, and best wishes that they decide to go on vacation more often.

    2. Cheddar! Bacon! Scallion! Waffles!

    3. Ellen Wilis was a treasure. And I can’t stand that she isn’t a household name like certain cereal-eating dudes. Someone sent us the Essential Elllen Willis compilation back in 2013/2014 for review and I was immediately in awe and delighted but also so ANGRY reading it, like, “where have you been and why were you hidden from us??” Heck, I learned about intersectionality from Ellen Willis because she was signal boosting Black feminist voices even then. All that to say, yes, she should be on a prayer candle and her work should be canon.

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    1. Jodi Chromey 15.Nov.22 at 12:36 pm

      Over the weekend I read a rather boring book about CCR and the best thing about it was that it liberally quoted Ellen Willis.

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        1. Jodi Chromey 15.Nov.22 at 8:36 pm

          A Song for Everyone: The Story of CCR. It was weirdly written and felt like a book-long book report about CCR.

  2. theluckynun 19.Nov.22 at 7:45 pm

    I’m a glutton for punishment, so I’ll see if our library has it. I ordered some of that cinnamon tea, though. That sounds fantastic.

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    1. Jodi Chromey 20.Nov.22 at 11:20 am

      At least with the library, the only thing you’re out is time. The tea is fantastic. You’re in for a treat.

      Reply

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