Going gluten free update + Misc.

1. I realized that I didn't leave enough outside the spoiler cut when I reviewed Hard by Wayne Hoffman. It's a novel about the gay community in NYC in the late 90s that would be right up a lot of y'all's alley.

2. I am overhauling my tags; I've been through almost all my existing tags and cleaned them up. Now I'm going to start at the beginning of my journal and make sure it's all tagged appropriately. I am giving myself permission to only do this on DW and not worry about LJ.

3. I read another book, Ragnarok: The End of the Gods by A. S. Byatt. ( SPOILERS )

4. I just finished my first week as gluten free, and it's been a bit of a mixed bag. When I got home from NYC, I went through the pantry, fridge, and freezer and piled on the kitchen table all the gluten containing food. Some items were not clearly marked. If a quick google search could not tell me the gluten status of the product, I put it in the pile. I did not want to spend hours on the phone with the companies who manufacture all the random jars of spices in our cupboard. Next I added the plastic dishes and implements, tupperware, melamine bowls, all the cast iron and non stick, the colanders. ( cut for length )

IDK what has gotten into me with all this posting

I shall desist forthwith, but I wanted to put this down so I remembered.

Emma had a gift certificate to a local joint for being a motherfucking boss at reading (highest lexile score in the whole damn school for three years running which is every single year she's been at that school; highest of all the 6-8th graders; she also earned some ungodly amount of AR points), so we went out to eat for lunch today. I was so careful. I got a cheeseburger with all the trimmings sans bun. I got Classic Lays chips instead of fries after confirming that their fryers are indeed contaminated. And then I proceeded to squirt ketchup and mustard all over my burger without even realizing what I'd done until I'd eaten almost all of it.

*cries*

Both the condiments were in those red and yellow generic diner squirt bottles, so IDK the brand, and frankly it doesn't matter since I'd eaten it. The mustard was probably okay; yellow mustard (not dijon or anything fancy which usually does have gluten) doesn't have gluten that I know of. But the ketchup could have. Many brands do. Baby Jesus in his golden diapers, it is easy to make a mistake with this shit. Damn it.

In better news, the pool was finally open and I swam for 45 minutes solid with fifteen minutes of treading water (either 20 or 24 laps; I got distracted and fucked the count; I'm not sure if we have a half-Olympic or Olympic; 33 is a mile in an Olympic size pool; I'll measure next time).