the streets of where I'm from are paved with hearts instead of gold
Sometimes, you have to stop and pat yourself on the back for something relatively small. Today was a day for getting things done: I turned in a monumental fellowship application, taught, washed a load of clothes, mailed my niece her birthday present, mailed Steven his Valentine package, went to the grocery store, got gas, made chocolate chip cookies, returned a pair of jeans to Old Navy, and, for the first time in FOREVER, cooked myself a real meal. I made that lemon chicken orzo soup that's Elie Krieger's recipe (I know I posted it on yummyyehudit at some point in time). The thing is, it really has been a long, long time since I cooked. I like doing it, but lately the thought of chopping and simmering and what have you has just exhausted me. This soup even involved tempering eggs, which I did (almost totally) successfully. I don't know what got into me today; I'm just a bit more energized than usual.
Maybe it's because I found out that The New Pornographers and The Decemberists - two of my very favorite bands - are performing here in April; it's like someone knew exactly what bands I wanted to see in concert, and booked them. I can't wait; I'm even getting Steven tickets in an optimistic gesture.
I'm going to try and keep my energy up; later in the week I'm going to make a Tuscan bean soup (it's still so freaking cold here, so soup is appropriate!) and try to venture into the scary new rec center to do some cardio while I watch my Thursday night shows. This might not seem especially trying or exciting, but I've got to take baby steps.
Oh, I watched Easy A this weekend, and LOVED it - the best high school comedy in years.
Maybe it's because I found out that The New Pornographers and The Decemberists - two of my very favorite bands - are performing here in April; it's like someone knew exactly what bands I wanted to see in concert, and booked them. I can't wait; I'm even getting Steven tickets in an optimistic gesture.
I'm going to try and keep my energy up; later in the week I'm going to make a Tuscan bean soup (it's still so freaking cold here, so soup is appropriate!) and try to venture into the scary new rec center to do some cardio while I watch my Thursday night shows. This might not seem especially trying or exciting, but I've got to take baby steps.
Oh, I watched Easy A this weekend, and LOVED it - the best high school comedy in years.