time to play "What do I have that is edible?"
Running out of foods that are quick to prepare, and unable to go grocery shopping until Saturday at the earliest on account of that is when I get paid, I have been raiding my cupboard to cook for the week.
Circumstances are hardly dire. I am a canned/dry food hoarder. There are two massive jars of unsweetened applesauce in there because I always think I need more of it for baking, and like five giant cans of diced tomatoes because, you know, chili.
I had two bags of split peas, and they don't have to be soaked, so now I have peas, carrots, and onions simmering in the crockpot; it should all be soft enough to blend by tonight for a late supper. I'm soaking a pound of red beans so that I can make red beans and rice later.
There's actually a fair amount of room in my freezer right now, so I figure I should do a lot of cooking now so that I don't have to do it later, when I am even more freaked out about the upcoming prelim. Ugh.
I should go to the gym soon. If I wait too long it will be crowded, and I hate that. Maybe I can read one or two articles and then go. I have a pile of crap on identity, not to mention a few selections on the life course and a bunch of recent articles from the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, including one about how mortality salience makes people want to have babies, which I am probably not going to actually read but after last year's blood clot it was too funny--my immediate reaction was that mortality salience with implications for fertility ought to have a stronger effect due to psychological reactance (people want what they can't have). On the other hand, career striving suppresses the effect for women, unless you prime them for the idea that career advancement and reproduction can be compatible (the best way to do this is probably to have them be born in Sweden or something). There's one about denial of responsibility as a strategy for cognitive dissonance reduction that might actually be useful, though.
Hopefully the fruit stand will be there today; I want apples.
Circumstances are hardly dire. I am a canned/dry food hoarder. There are two massive jars of unsweetened applesauce in there because I always think I need more of it for baking, and like five giant cans of diced tomatoes because, you know, chili.
I had two bags of split peas, and they don't have to be soaked, so now I have peas, carrots, and onions simmering in the crockpot; it should all be soft enough to blend by tonight for a late supper. I'm soaking a pound of red beans so that I can make red beans and rice later.
There's actually a fair amount of room in my freezer right now, so I figure I should do a lot of cooking now so that I don't have to do it later, when I am even more freaked out about the upcoming prelim. Ugh.
I should go to the gym soon. If I wait too long it will be crowded, and I hate that. Maybe I can read one or two articles and then go. I have a pile of crap on identity, not to mention a few selections on the life course and a bunch of recent articles from the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, including one about how mortality salience makes people want to have babies, which I am probably not going to actually read but after last year's blood clot it was too funny--my immediate reaction was that mortality salience with implications for fertility ought to have a stronger effect due to psychological reactance (people want what they can't have). On the other hand, career striving suppresses the effect for women, unless you prime them for the idea that career advancement and reproduction can be compatible (the best way to do this is probably to have them be born in Sweden or something). There's one about denial of responsibility as a strategy for cognitive dissonance reduction that might actually be useful, though.
Hopefully the fruit stand will be there today; I want apples.