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(I’m jammin with jams + ice cream, it’s great.)

Today is Hot Tamale Day!! …and I’m 150 miles away from my co-celebrator/co-founder of this wonderful holiday.

How I’m feeling today: Great! Because today is a great holiday. 
What I’m doing today: I ran today and my knees have been aching since I got back! Maybe I need to do more squats? I always have this problem… I was able to go to coffee and brekky with my roommate. It’s probably the last time we spend a coffee date together in awhile, so I was temporarily sad. We had a good talk though. Life…and more life.

Today is HOT TAMALE DAY! Our SEVENTH annual. Seven years ago, I made up this crazy holiday with my best friend. Someone brought to my attention that we’ve almost known each other for a whole decade. I did the math, Caca and I will be twenty-five years old when that happens. Wut. That calls for friendship tats! …Wait? Who said that? 

If you don’t know what Hot Tamale Day is, you’re missing out (and you’re obviously new because I wrote about it here)! We celebrate friendship and food (our two favorite things next to drinks)! While we do not get to celebrate it together on this day, we will soon when I come home…and I’m excited! I had tacos for lunch and I made turkey burger sliders for dinner! For the first time! I think they turned out great, I’m stuffed.

What I plan on doing tomorrow: Tomorrow is Friday!!!!! But really, since I don’t have a job and I’ve just been preparing to move out, it seems like every day is Friday.
Where I want to go: I said it twice, I’ll say it again- a lakehouse. I need water and the isolation from the interwebz (but don’t worry, I would still blog). 
What I’m reading: Information on trains, still. Amtrak, your website is confusing. Tell me where I need to go!  

P.S., [Sadia] and I have been coming up with daily prompts, so in addition to my questions, I should be answering a prompt from here to there. Cheers to new challenges!

hottamale[1]Hot Tamale Day (def.): created by two best friends, Caca and Thutie, it is a day that celebrates the things they love: food, friendship, dancing, and weirdness.

We hope you celebrate with us as this marks our 6th annual Hot Tamale Day.

Just a personal note on friendship because today is an ode to friendship: It is a lot of work but it is what our soul needs. It is rare when we find a friend who knows what we’re thinking before we’re even thinking it. But while it is rare, I’m no longer afraid to be short of friends, not because I have many, but because I know we are wired to connect. And if your friendship involves a lot of food, you’re probably doing it right.

The weirdness never stops and the brainwaves are always on point. Cheers to more Hot Tamale Days and the push for it to be nationally recognized!

And a youth said, “Speak to us of Friendship.” Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. And he is your board and your fireside. For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace. When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the “nay” in your own mind, nor do you withhold the “ay.” And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart; For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed. When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain. And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught. And let your best be for your friend. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill? Seek him always with hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Khalil Gibran