It All Began with a Cheese Craving
Speaking of cravings . . . I love Little Britain, particularly “Lou and Andy” and “Fat Fighters.” Using “Craving” in this post’s title made me think of a “Fat Fighters” skit.
A touch of Americanised context: “Fat Fighters” is the English SNL skit poking fun at “Weight Watchers.” The leader of the support group is a delusional piece of work, to put it lightly. It never fails to put a smile on my face:
Hopefully you chuckled, too. Back to our irregularly scheduled blogging!
Last night, in yet another successful effort to procrastinate (and of course to let the world know what I’m up to), I decided to update my Facebook status to “Brittany craves cheese.” It was interesting enough when someone I don’t usually chat with via Facebook commented to offer cheese. Unfortunately, she wasn’t local (and the weather was beyond frightful), but I had successfully procured cheese from my own fridge (that was NOT mouldy, thank-you-very-much), so it all worked out for me eventually.
Even more interestingly was when someone with whom I NEVER speak outside of when I see him, which is rare, sent me an instant message: “Did you find your cheese yet?”
What did I learn last night? Well, for one, I learned that cheese is an excellent conversation-starter. I will keep this in mind for future cocktail parties.
Cheese aside, my acquaintance and I actually got into a pretty good conversation. He dances professionally, and we got to talking about my competition schedules, etcetera. Eventually I mentioned that I had a lot of work to do with my dancing, but that I couldn’t complain about my results because, frankly, I haven’t been practising too much as of recent (that whole college education thing keeps getting in the way . . . you know how it goes). Before I could dive into my man-made pool of stress, he reminded me of something pretty crucial:
“Just remember to have fun.”
The advice shouldn’t have made me think twice, but it did. I don’t get paid to dance. The second I stop enjoying it, it’s not worth the money (granted, it looks kind of cool on my résumé, but not THAT cool). My school work can be stressful. So can my job search. And family illness. And relationship complications. NOT my hobbies.
We didn’t linger on the topic for too long (the conversation was not destined to be lengthy and in-depth), and soon enough moved onto topics as riveting as cheese: Back to the Future, Facebook poking, the weather, and so on.
So, I actually learned two things last night: the cheese thing, and to remember that my hobbies are not my job, and should be treated as such. Mostly the thing about cheese, though.
Tonight’s Tunes
“Sundress,” Ben Kweller
“Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown),” The Beatles
“Good Times Bad Times,” Led Zeppelin
“Can You Believe,” Robin Thicke
“Anything You Can Do,” Annie Get Your Gun – 1999 Broadway Cast
“Candidate,” David Bowie
“Montana (Tom Mandolini Remix),” Venus Hum
“Vegas,” Sara Bareilles
“Soul,” Matchbox Twenty
“The Heart Asks Pleasure First,” Ahn Trio
“Brother (Album Version),” Murder by Death
“The Song Is You,” Frank Sinatra
Today I Learned . . .
Today I learned that feta cheese does not last forever. I’m glad that I learned this before I tried to add some to my lunch today.
Today’s Tune
“Fearless,” Pink Floyd

