I did not like Monday night.
Mr. A was at a work-related Christmas party on Monday night. I've never been to a Christmas party on a weeknight so my old-fashioned mind just assumed that weeknight parties don't finish late and that Mr. A would be home around 10:00pm. False assumption. We should never assume.
I went to bed and woke up around 1:00am. No Mr. A! Worried, I quickly called his cellphone. It went straight to voicemail. I called again and again and it kept going to voicemail. So I decided to call the restaurant. I made sure to block my number so that the restaurant employees don't see who the crazy person is calling that late at night. Again, no answer. Around this time, my sense of logic and rational was gone and it was replaced with fear and anxiety. That's it!!! In my mind, Mr. A was stuck in a ditch somewhere with a broken cellphone or had been in a bad accident during the 7-minute drive from the restaurant to our home. Knowing that the restaurant was closed down for their Christmas party and that all the guests were men, I wasn't worried about drunk ladie trying to snatch him away from me (not that I could ever worry about Mr. A in that way).
With all my might, I was trying to stop picturing my poor Mr. A in distress. With my hair in disarray, I wore my puffy coat on top of my pajamas and went on a mission to find (and save!!) him. I was going to be a superhero for a night! What other option did I have? Just to give you an idea of how anxious I was (and how bad of a superhero I would be), as I was driving, I had to open the door a few times to throw up (I'm sorry for the very ugly image).
To my luck, almost all the traffic lights were red. Each one of them felt like an eternity. Did the traffic light Gods not understand that I had to go save my hubby-to-be? I made use of the wait time and typed two text messages that I would send if I did not find Mr. A. One message was for his brother and another for his friend with whom he went to the Christmas party. I could have messaged his friend ahead of time but, just in case they were no longer at the party, I did not want to bother him in the middle of the night.
I was a minute away from the restaurant. All I had to do was turn left and drive for a minute in order to see the parking lot. Another red light. As I waited nervously, I thought that, if Mr. A was not at the restaurant, I would go check at his brother's house. And if I didn't find him at his brother's house, I would probably cry hysterically. Suddenly... THERE HE WAS! As I was waiting at the light, he was turning on the street I was on. I honked and flashed my lights like a crazy person and rolled down my window. He rolled down his window and his facial expression was a cross between surprised and confused. But thankfully, all my crazy thoughts of him getting beaten up or him being in an accident were false. He didn't have a scratch on him! I just yelled "YOUR CELLPHONE IS OFF AND I WAS SCARED!!" We then shared an awkward laugh and drove back home where I
On the topic of SUPER-stuff, here's a recipe with one of my favorite superfoods: Quinoa. This grain is packed with protein, is gluten-free, is high in magnesium and can help reduce cholesterol. The recipe is too easy , too delicious and too nutritious to not try.
Quinoa "Tabbouleh"
Ingredients
- 2 cups water
- 1 cup quinoa
- 1 pinch salt
- 1/4 cup olive oil
- 1/2 teaspoon sea salt
- 1/4 cup lemon juice
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- 2 green onions
- 1 1/2 cups chopped fresh parsley
- 1/2 cup chopped fresh mint leaves
- 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/2 teaspoon ground allspice (or Lebanese seven-spice mixture)
- 1/4 teaspoon finely ground black pepper
- salt to taste
Directions
1. In a saucepan, bring water to a boil. Add quinoa and a pinch of salt. Reduce heat to low, cover and simmer for about 15 minutes (until water is dissolved). Allow quinoa to cool to room temperature.
2. In a large bowl, combine all other ingredients and stir in the cooled quinoa.
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