Self-care Saturday
Mom got more farm eggs from Ashley the nurse, which is why I was looking at okonomiyaki recipes. I know pork belly is the classic, but I'm lazy and I usually just make a vegetarian version--or pescatarian I guess, it's made with bonito soup stock and garnished with bonito flakes and salmon furikake--and put a fried egg on top for the protein. (Also of course you can make it with napa cabbage, the very name is from the Japanese word for it, duh.) Anyway, I went to Asian Market--that's its actual name, I'm not being generic--because while I have furikake and hondashi, they're pretty old, and I didn't have bonito flakes or Kewpie mayo. Probably you can use any mayo, but Kewpie is traditional, and I welcome any excuse to go buy some anyway.
I also bought some Pocky and white peach Calpico while I was there, and they had a bottled okonomiyaki sauce. I was just going to make my own, but what the hell. It was only $3.
I cleaned out my bureau drawers, because I finally got tired of rummaging around in a pile of socks that were half new-ish and half so old I bought them when I still lived in California and their elastic is entirely shot. I am somehow simultaneously disinterested in clothes, while also being very picky about what I'll wear, and I wear clothes until they're falling apart.
I also treat dresser drawers as a place to throw small items that I can't find a better place for, so it wasn't a boring job. I found several pillowcases and dish towels, and an apron, that I'd embroidered myself, years ago. There was a corner of my underwear drawer stuffed full of the remnants of my initial obsession with hoodoo, something I became interested in after my grandmother died. Mom and I cleaned out her apartment and we found all kinds of roots and stuff. I still have her Mercury dime and the $2 bill that I'm pretty sure was treated with Van Van oil; I eventually came to recognize the smell. I had magnetic sand, a couple of snake sheds, bluing balls, brick and eggshell powder, and something's that's either graveyard dirt or a pulverized dirt dauber nest.
Anyway, I threw out 2 garbage bags full of clothes--none of it was in a fit state for donation--and sometime before Easter I'm going to give my closet the same treatment.
I got my newest gummies (Δ9 but extracted from hemp, so legal to ship to Louisiana) a few days earlier than expected; I think Binoid has a distribution center in Florida now, go figure. I'll be giving those a try in a bit.
I also bought some Pocky and white peach Calpico while I was there, and they had a bottled okonomiyaki sauce. I was just going to make my own, but what the hell. It was only $3.
I cleaned out my bureau drawers, because I finally got tired of rummaging around in a pile of socks that were half new-ish and half so old I bought them when I still lived in California and their elastic is entirely shot. I am somehow simultaneously disinterested in clothes, while also being very picky about what I'll wear, and I wear clothes until they're falling apart.
I also treat dresser drawers as a place to throw small items that I can't find a better place for, so it wasn't a boring job. I found several pillowcases and dish towels, and an apron, that I'd embroidered myself, years ago. There was a corner of my underwear drawer stuffed full of the remnants of my initial obsession with hoodoo, something I became interested in after my grandmother died. Mom and I cleaned out her apartment and we found all kinds of roots and stuff. I still have her Mercury dime and the $2 bill that I'm pretty sure was treated with Van Van oil; I eventually came to recognize the smell. I had magnetic sand, a couple of snake sheds, bluing balls, brick and eggshell powder, and something's that's either graveyard dirt or a pulverized dirt dauber nest.
Anyway, I threw out 2 garbage bags full of clothes--none of it was in a fit state for donation--and sometime before Easter I'm going to give my closet the same treatment.
I got my newest gummies (Δ9 but extracted from hemp, so legal to ship to Louisiana) a few days earlier than expected; I think Binoid has a distribution center in Florida now, go figure. I'll be giving those a try in a bit.