In the days when I think I have nothing of readable value to share, I don't share much. In those same days, I still want to be consistent, to share something, and to stay in the flow. Know what that means?! I get to write Anything I Want! I mean, that's what usually happens, but when times get tough, I think it's better to keep to every shred of a good habit you can. Like when I was trying to stop biting my nails. It took me longer to stop gnawing on my cuticles, but I still celebrated having longer nails. Or when I really didn't care about what I was reading, but I still read at least a verse of my Bible everyday because I knew it was something I wanted to always be in my life.
Also, all of the pressure of keeping up this blog comes from myself. I guess it's a good thing I don't have any sponsors to attract and people to keep happy. This is a small project, and it is a personal project. Nonetheless, it is Mine. And I want to keep it and take care of it. My blog. My little blog. Full of stories and silly things and secrets and the phases when I tried to be cool. I like it.
So here's what I'm going to write about today.
I like sushi a lot. If you like sushi a lot, too, never, ever, ever buy it form Kroger. It's gross. But Fresh Market? That's an all right choice if you're in a pinch or if you want to take it out to a Sunday picnic.
Caleb and I had a splurge picnic today. We got sushi, a big turkey, ham, swiss, avocado, and bacon sandwich (not as great as it could have been), kettle chips, some pasta salad, and a bottle of Virgil's root beer. (Virgil's is the way to go, my friends.)
We had wooden chopsticks for utensils, and I had a compact picnic mat I brought with my from Korea. We sat on the ground with people from my church, and Caleb and I ate with our chopsticks. That part, the chopsticks and the sharing from the same plate made me feel like I was in Korea again. We did that all the time. We brought food and ate from the same plates with wooden chopsticks. I always liked it in Korea because it felt very familiar and close. I've said before that I wanted to have that same kind of food culture with me again in America. Today I did, and it made me very happy.