#mindthethorns

Every year around this time we receive a fruitcake from dear friends. I know what you are thinking, go ahead and say it, it's ok.

The magnificent piece of yummy baked goods in the form of fruitcake, we receive every year, is actually Alton Brown's recipe. Go ahead and google it, I'll wait.

Yes, it is that fucking good. Yes it is received with a good 2 weeks of brandy misting. Then we apply 2 weeks more of brandy. (I don't mist though I pour it on).

Truth is I remembered the text I got awhile back about the cakes gestating in the oven.

Saturday we picked up some brandy for the future fruitcake. Sadly, that brandy will be gone before we get the fruitcake.

The Wife's obsession with complex carbohydrates has shifted from pasta and pizza to holiday pies. Pumkin, Sweet Potato....10 will get you 20 there will be a Pecan pie in my house by the weeks end.

My liver is working more overtime than I am. Pretty soon I'm going to get re-introduced to my old friend, RKBT.

1. With the help of a good friend, who is former military; I have narrowed down the messenger bag dilemma from 26,000 to 2. Thx. R.

2. I decided to run without the run keeper app (don’t have an armband for the phone).  Not bad, made about 2 miles before the leg cramps started. I need to learn to start slow.

3. I would like to thank the nice man who was setting up his sprinkler this morning; it really helped.

4. I need to apologize to the nice family getting into their car. I tried to make it around the hedges and out of sight before I puked in the parkway. Sorry, hope it didn’t start a puke train in your car.

5. I’m going to be stiff and sore tomorrow. Muscle cramps at a desk are never fun.

6. Maybe later I swing my kettlebell around, because I really enjoy pain.