I've been thinking a lot lately about ways to "theme up" my blog because I've noticed that lots of people have themes. I feel like I need to have one too. Random is great , but it is nice to have a bit of focus occasionally.
Having a theme seems like a great idea. I did try this once with Meatless Mondays -but since I actually really like meat and it makes up approximately 80% of my usual diet , those posts turned into a bitch-fest crazy person rant about mung beans and tofu and about how I was so hungry from lack of meat I was in danger of killing anyone who came within a 4 mile radius of my house even smelling like steak. Not pretty. I really did lack commitment to the meatless cause. We only did it for three weeks which is about how long my first marriage lasted and coincidentally the same amount of time it took for parenting to lose it's shine. (I'm sensing a theme right there ) I'm kidding Miss P....I'm kidding. We still love you after all this time. Honest. And when I tried to put you back under the cabbage leaves in the garden last week that was a joke too. I swear. And the stork doesnt do refunds ..we've been fibbing about that for years.
I have to say that by Thursdays most weeks I am absolutely shattered, and since it's Mr. P's night out and Miss P is usually out as well, I can't be bothered with actual food. It's an effort to cook, clean up and think about chewing food. I can really only manage one of those things by Thursdays. Chewing is always my first choice. And it's kind of nice to have salt and vinegar chips for dinner.
I've been giving a lot of thought to what my signature theme could be for a weekly post. All the good themes are taken. I'm not classy enough to do a vintage goodies post, and it's already done really well over at Colorado Lady. I'm not crafty enough to come up with a craft project every week Martha Stewart I am not. Plus ,my projects always seem to go a bit awry. I just dont need the pressure of failure week after week. So what to do -what to do - what is it I excel at exactly?
And then like a beacon in the night sky I had it- "Slack Tea Thursday" . I really would have preferred a T word to describe Thursday Tea but all I could come up with was "Torpid" or "Tardy" neither of which seemed to fit, so if you have any suggestions I'm happy to consider them.
I like this idea because ...it actually requires very little effort on my part...I get to eat crap and blog about it, nobody else seems to have thought of it , (maybe that means it's the most awesome idea EVER ) and plus I get bragging rights because I have a series! Whoooooooo Hoooooooooooo! I'm all over it .
And to think it all started last week with a box of chocolates for dinner. And didn't Newton come up with the theory of gravity while he was slacking round under an apple tree? See ! Great ideas stem from utter laziness. I rest my case.
So tonight Miss P was home ..and trying to talk me into going to Hungry Jacks (Australian Burger King) to get dinner. I refused because I had already had to go back out 10 minutes after arriving home from work for milk because we were out plus HJ's is a whole 10 minute drive away. (Sometimes it would be easier to have a cow tethered in the back yard- if only I was confident the dogs wouldn't spend all day terrorising said cow, and if only I had mastered milking cows when my parents had a farm . And if I was sure the neighbours wouldn't dob me in to the local council for keeping a cow in a residential area. Cows are kind of hard to hide) Plus I was feeling lazy - it's Thursday after all and laziness is the whole point of this post.
So I refused to go and get tea ...and planned to make grilled cheese on toast instead. And then I got even lazier and just had this ...
Yes people, that is an Easter egg, a promite sandwich and a big glob of anchovies. For dinner.
Miss P gave in and made chips and steak for herself and I cadged some of her chips. Score!
Ladies and Gentlemen it is with honour I give you the birth of "Slack Tea Thursday". I have months of these posts in me. I can just feel it.
P.S. And by the way Chicken, since your re-naming of Miss P she has been running round like a 4 year old insisting we call her "Mini P" - thanks. I once refused to answer to anyone who did not call me Sally for about a month - let's hope Mini P wears off quickly.