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I have had it reminded to me again that shopping when hungry is a recipe for disaster. Take, for example, my foray this evening for muffin cups. I ended up delving deeply into comfort food, and came away with $30 worth of unnecessary groceries, including TWO units of muffin cups. Why two units you ask? I think my subconcious anticipates many many more muffins.
Comfort food, for me, takes on many shapes and sizes. You have (and now I have) the standards: cake mix, coconut frosting, Haagen-Dazs strawberry ice cream. And then you have the outliers: salsa and an avocado, chips, canned chicken, green beens, soup, artichoke hearts and palm hearts. I even got a kiwi (which I may eat yet, if I’m still hungry) and a tangerine-thinger that was delicious. Obviously, I will never buy another one again because I don’t remember what it was, but it went great with my yogurt evening, I-haven’t-eaten-in-five-hours snack. I also had frozen jalapeño poppers that were not that good, not that good at all. It would have been tastier to eat some of my cheese bread (two cheese flavors, no stopping)-which is making me fat-but microwaving was faster.
I also went to the library, where I was better able to restrain myself (maybe because I only had 15 minutes to look around, maybe because I had a clear list, or maybe because I have TONS of book in the house already just waiting to be read). But I got “Cyrano de Bergerac” by Edmond Rostand. Apparently the movie “Roxanne”, screenplay by Steven Martin, is based upon this play, and thus I want to read it. I even wanted to read it when I feared it was a hefty French tome on the scale of Les Miserables and Count of Monte Cristo. Imagine my surprise and delight to find out it’s a tiny five act play in rhymed verse! I may be in love, and I haven’t even started yet.
I also picked up the Iliad (I have a feeling that my ambition exceeds my actual desire to expand my mind, but I finished “The Battle of the Labyrinth” (fourth in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series by Rick Rioden[?]) today, and the lovely accurate mythology in that has made me more interested, again, in the Greek myths. Though since I found the Norse, Greek hasn’t been my favorite mythology. There are too many spoiled philanderers to really get a handle on, for me. But, I have always loved the underdogs (Hephaestus, Prometheus) because they weren’t perfect, and they MADE things. Anyway, I’m intrigued enough to get the book free, even if I’m not really going to read it. *sigh* Also got a couple books on CD so that I can “read” while I sort the crap in my living room. Maybe during my drive to work and back every day.
And that is the excitement in my life. I think that I’m missing having real people around in my tiny, cramped house with the steadily growing supply of dirty dishes, but sunlight (finally!) is here and summer is good.
Comfort food, for me, takes on many shapes and sizes. You have (and now I have) the standards: cake mix, coconut frosting, Haagen-Dazs strawberry ice cream. And then you have the outliers: salsa and an avocado, chips, canned chicken, green beens, soup, artichoke hearts and palm hearts. I even got a kiwi (which I may eat yet, if I’m still hungry) and a tangerine-thinger that was delicious. Obviously, I will never buy another one again because I don’t remember what it was, but it went great with my yogurt evening, I-haven’t-eaten-in-five-hours snack. I also had frozen jalapeño poppers that were not that good, not that good at all. It would have been tastier to eat some of my cheese bread (two cheese flavors, no stopping)-which is making me fat-but microwaving was faster.
I also went to the library, where I was better able to restrain myself (maybe because I only had 15 minutes to look around, maybe because I had a clear list, or maybe because I have TONS of book in the house already just waiting to be read). But I got “Cyrano de Bergerac” by Edmond Rostand. Apparently the movie “Roxanne”, screenplay by Steven Martin, is based upon this play, and thus I want to read it. I even wanted to read it when I feared it was a hefty French tome on the scale of Les Miserables and Count of Monte Cristo. Imagine my surprise and delight to find out it’s a tiny five act play in rhymed verse! I may be in love, and I haven’t even started yet.
I also picked up the Iliad (I have a feeling that my ambition exceeds my actual desire to expand my mind, but I finished “The Battle of the Labyrinth” (fourth in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series by Rick Rioden[?]) today, and the lovely accurate mythology in that has made me more interested, again, in the Greek myths. Though since I found the Norse, Greek hasn’t been my favorite mythology. There are too many spoiled philanderers to really get a handle on, for me. But, I have always loved the underdogs (Hephaestus, Prometheus) because they weren’t perfect, and they MADE things. Anyway, I’m intrigued enough to get the book free, even if I’m not really going to read it. *sigh* Also got a couple books on CD so that I can “read” while I sort the crap in my living room. Maybe during my drive to work and back every day.
And that is the excitement in my life. I think that I’m missing having real people around in my tiny, cramped house with the steadily growing supply of dirty dishes, but sunlight (finally!) is here and summer is good.