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goal number 3: learn to like sushi

this goal may sound simple to many of you. however, this is probably the goal that will prove to be the biggest obstacle for me. therefore, i will approach this hurdle like i approached my fifth grade nemesis- the shuttle run. let's just say that my dad's 1989 ford ranger still has an "i'm a proud parent of a presidential fitness award winner" bumpersticker. apparently, they did not take points away for peeing yourself while running the mile and telling everyone that it was "sweat''.

people all around this land label me as a "picky eater". i do not like any food that involves solid chucks floating around in a liquid substance. call me crazy. however, over the past three years, i have decided to expand my tastebuds to avoid having to order off the kids' menu in mature dining situations. on march 22, 2008, i tried cereal with milk. on march 22, 2009, i tried apple sauce. on march 22, 2010, i tried ketchup covered skittles. long story short, now i like thai food.

ok- i wrote that intro on wednesday morning. i went to sticky rice on wednesday night and tried one bite of sushi and loved it. classic example of making a mountain out of a mole hill. i am officially cultured.



i have clearly opted for the more traditional, two-handed, chopstick approach.

favorite thing of the day: susan boyle mania

i do not understand this phenomenon. this woman has swept the world off its feet. this really struck me when i was perusing around barnes & noble last week and noticed that susan boyle's biography was thicker than ronald reagan's. the title of her biography is "the woman i was born to be: my story". some chapter titles include "the girl with the curls", "the taste of defeat", "on becoming a person", "bloody fantastic!", and "aftermath."