Winter Blues & Gyoza

Winter Blues Part

I took a snow day today. This has been a weird winter for weather and it just so happens to be this winter I have become a commuter. As much as I like the idea of having a snow day, my level of motivation to actually do school assignments or work on what to do with my clients is very low. When it gets cold I hibernate. I believe it has something do with not being able to feel my toes and feet properly.

Or, perhaps the snow falling is part of Smee's continued master plan to keep me home. He has been by my side as I sit upon the couch. He sleeps the dreams of the blessed.

I've been a sucky Big Sister. But today I sent her a notecard with some stickers and then by coincidence the BB/BS coordinator called me to find out what was up for me. Then my Little called me awhile later and we scheduled a date for Sunday. We'll go paint a piece of pottery together and have lunch. She likes eating at Dairy Queen—more specifically, she likes eating ice cream at Dairy Queen.

Is it spring yet? I need it to be warmer very soon with less sickness floating around. I've got anxiety that sickness is still out in the world and it's got my name on it. I know I need to think more positively. Take more vitamins. Each healthier meals.

Now for the Gyoza Part

I have a secret shame. I'm addicted to eating teriyaki, specifically gyoza (fried wantons). I think I'm going to have to start making them at home. I've been eating teriyaki one to two times a week, sometimes even more depending on how easily I can get to more teriyaki.

There's an Asian market on my way to my internship. I'll have to stop by and pick up the gyoza wrappers and the appropriate seasonings like ginger and teriyaki sauce. I wonder if they sell the beef for teriyaki already cut? The one thing I hate most about cooking is having to slice and dice.