Things I Need to Keep (re) Learning....

My stomach, brain, and the rest of my body do not work in concert. Nor, in fact, do they speak to each other except to fight.

This means, in practical application, that when I, say, have brunch with a friend at one of my favorite Seattle restaurants, and feel that pork cheek confit with root veggies and scrambled eggs has given me enough fuel for the day... that's my stomach talking. My brain is clinically in agreement but somewhere around mid-afternoon decides that it was, in fact, NOT enough to power thinking. And my body's kind of "you're all assholes and I want protein now or I'm going to collapse us all but good."

I've only owned this body for 4+ decades. You'd think this would be a lesson I'd remember, year to year? Not so much.

But at least I'm wise enough to keep a stash of protein bars in the pantry.  Now the trick's going to be convincing myself to eat a nice carb-based dinner in a few hours, so I can get a decent night's sleep.

Bodies are complicated.

On the plus side: 1500 new words today and the appearance of a Magical Moose!  Okay, not moose.  Big-ass deer with big-ass antlers.