Still processing this…

They say confession is good for the soul but bad for the reputation.

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I wrote here about things I am not good at.  Mostly to do with towels.

Anyway, turns out I dont know one superfood from the other either.

It is school holidays at the moment so I’m mostly spending time with the boys, not doing a lot but enjoying it nonetheless.  So we sit down and we are watching something on netflix and for whatever reason they serve up a serving of quinoa.  I believe it is pronounced Keen-wah.

Well I believe it now but until yesterday I had no bloody idea that is the same as that quinoa (Kwinoah?) stuff I force down my face when I am feeling particularly fat.

I honestly had no idea.  I mean one look at me abnd you’ll understand that I am don’t have a heavy keenwah intake but for whatever reason the fact just avoided me and I thought they were seperate things.

I told the family and they all laughed their arses off at me.  Even the 14 year old who’s brain only works between 11 and 2 each day and who is currently obsessed with knives and fire.

They then reminded me that until perhaps 8 years ago I had no idea that the spike in the end of an ointment cap is used to pierce the film lid.  Up until then I tended to use the outer prong of a fork though this did often result in something of a premature ointment explosion.

I reminded them that they were all garbage human beings and the 11 year old blonde one, fond of his facts and a bit of a know it all, ceased laughing most heartlily when I reminded him that he still couldn’t ride a bike and he better hope his hair darkens before he gets older because blonde haired male adults are just weird and creepy.

I wanted to say he would look like like a kiddy fiddler but showed some restraint when Mrs Afterwards gave me the look.

The even came to an abrupt end and we all had an early night after I suggested they eat my backside.  I know, wrong on so many levels and I know I ought to be ashamed of myself.

I blame it on the lack of keenwah in my diet…

 

 

 

 

Author: Michael

Husband, dad,programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

11 thoughts on “Still processing this…”

  1. ha!
    i wish i didn’t know what quinoa was. i lived in a cooperative house for four years. after i moved out i swore i would never eat quinoa or garbanzo beans again.
    i’m a little slow too. don’t worry about it. our brains are just busy with other things.

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  2. Hmmm – I liked you better when you dabbled in Nutella Michael. I have never eaten quinoa (unless it was hidden in something I ate and I didn’t know it). Furthermore, I only like words that are spelled phonetically … so I don’t think I’d be keen about quinoa. Do you remember when we had to look up a word in the dictionary if we didn’t know how to spell it? We kids would say “how do we look it up if we don’t know how to begin spelling it?” Now there is Google or spell check, so it doesn’t matter. This was funny! Gotta poke fun at yourself sometimes to get through this life – I do it all the time.

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  3. It is – I pity a foreign-born person trying understand and learn English as a second language – words look alike, but have different meanings or pronunciations, not to mention the double entendres.

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