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This is what came in the mail yesterday, mailed from Sydney, Australia, by my friend Kathey, who is my separated-at-birth twin. Despite my adoration of sushi, I'd never come across these before, and one of them was enough to convince me that they would appeal more to my husband's palate. The man gargles salt licorice, so a little fiery burning ball of pea/wasabi hell shouldn't put him off, right? He ate the entire bag in one sitting, over the course of the evening. And then commented that he might start puking blood any minute. :)

I told Kathey what a success they were, and she said, "He ate the ENTIRE BAG IN ONE GO? I can only eat 4 before I find the one that is going to shoot pain through my nose and cause nothing else in the world to matter whatsoever."

Speaking of nothing else in the world mattering whatsoever, I had my regular Tuesday-morning massage awhile ago, and I have to say that there is nothing like the sensation caused by having someone hit a sore pressure point in your neck and shoulders or forearms. In a darkened room, with no noise except breathing and footsteps and my heartbeat, with my eyes closed, every single bit of my consciousness narrows down to that specific place under my skin where I'm being touched. Nothing else in the world matters or exists. aaaaahhh Only half an hour is practically torture, however. I want more! And afterwards, I want to fall asleep. Having to go back to work is SO UNFAIR.
mood: happy
music: Midge Ure—Pure Love


I love those peas! Although Im sure they come in full strength and medium maybe Ive only had medium :)

Well, those were medium, but having one in my mouth for just a few seconds was enough to make me break a sweat, LOL! I'm such a wimp!

I always told my masseuse they could make a LOT more money there if they would only have a dark room to wheel you into afterwards. I'd have paid through the nose for a chance to doze after a great massage.

My ex-husband sounds like your husband. Cooks would come out of the kitchen at Indian restaurants and stand watching, in amazement, at what that crazy Englishman could eat without even breaking a sweat.

I'd pay the same again for a half hour nap after :)

Oh peas!

Those peas sound yummy.
If Kathey is your separated-at-birth sister, does that mean she was adopted also? and if so was she more fortunate than you with her other siblings? or was she an only child? And how come I know nothing about this....


Re: Oh peas!

Nobody is more fortunate than me when it comes to siblings. Except Michael Jackson.

Oooh, that massage sounds nice right about now. :)

I'm supposed to be getting some of those in a trade, but I have to get off my ass and buy a Swedish hip-hop CD in return. They look yummy.

I'm working on a trade for more for Anders, myself. But, I bet we can find them here in the ethnic food stores around Möllvångstorget!

M A S S A G E!!!

You are sooo right about the half hour. I think I'd just be getting warmed up and relaxed. No way could I just stop there!

:) Although, you are a lucky lucky woman to have even that half hour! Maybe I should find myself a massage buddy or something.

Hm... I used to eat loads of those, but I never thought they were that spicy... :) I thought they were yummy. But I did have to eat most of the stuff I brought back on my own, cuz nobody else liked them! *lol*

My favourites were little rice crackers wrapped in nori-sheets. Yum...! :)

Well, I did say I'm a wimp! :)

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