random thursday night mumbles
Mmmmm, strawberries.
It's a little scary having two food people in the house. It's not like there was any shortage of food before I moved in. Trying to incorporate my stuff into the kitchen is a nearly impossible process. We're working it out, though. I think I'm just going to have to set up a shelf in the basement and remember to remember that there's stuff down there.
Lunch today was an arugula salad. Dinner tonight fresh trout with sauteed almonds, & sauteed kale. I used to avoid leafy greens because I thought they were a pain in the ass. Now that I understand prepping them and have three or four different ways to cook them, they've shot to the top of the list. They're a cheap, tasty, quick, & easy food, & they're even disgustingly good for me. What more could I ask?
On a totally different note, have you ever noticed that "selves" and "vessel" are anagrams of each other?
Living with a TV is evil. It sucks so much time. Even when I've promised myself I won't, somehow I end up perched in front of it. Look, flickering lights, must watch! The modern take on sitting around the fire, but not nearly as satisfying. I so wish I had better self-control in this area. I so wish I were living somewhere that didn't have a TV in full view of everything.
I have random garden notes in my head, but they'll have to wait. I gots stuff to do. Among other things, I'm tired of sleeping in my sleeping bag on one half of a bed, the other half of which is piled high with the clean sheets, other clean laundry, books, and random objects. Well, that, and I finally have some incentive to clear it off ;p
Did I mention the yummy strawberries? No, they don't have anything to do with the bed. I just ate another one and it made my taste buds smile.
Okay, off to figure out places to put things away. Maybe I can get my room looking a little less like I just moved in. No, that's not quite right. It looks like I moved in and then started living out of the boxes. Funny, that. In any event, I'm tired of the visual chaos. It's everywhere in this house, and it's not something with which I cope well.
Perhaps if I get bored later I'll subject you to some of the self-evaluations I've been performing.
It's a little scary having two food people in the house. It's not like there was any shortage of food before I moved in. Trying to incorporate my stuff into the kitchen is a nearly impossible process. We're working it out, though. I think I'm just going to have to set up a shelf in the basement and remember to remember that there's stuff down there.
Lunch today was an arugula salad. Dinner tonight fresh trout with sauteed almonds, & sauteed kale. I used to avoid leafy greens because I thought they were a pain in the ass. Now that I understand prepping them and have three or four different ways to cook them, they've shot to the top of the list. They're a cheap, tasty, quick, & easy food, & they're even disgustingly good for me. What more could I ask?
On a totally different note, have you ever noticed that "selves" and "vessel" are anagrams of each other?
Living with a TV is evil. It sucks so much time. Even when I've promised myself I won't, somehow I end up perched in front of it. Look, flickering lights, must watch! The modern take on sitting around the fire, but not nearly as satisfying. I so wish I had better self-control in this area. I so wish I were living somewhere that didn't have a TV in full view of everything.
I have random garden notes in my head, but they'll have to wait. I gots stuff to do. Among other things, I'm tired of sleeping in my sleeping bag on one half of a bed, the other half of which is piled high with the clean sheets, other clean laundry, books, and random objects. Well, that, and I finally have some incentive to clear it off ;p
Did I mention the yummy strawberries? No, they don't have anything to do with the bed. I just ate another one and it made my taste buds smile.
Okay, off to figure out places to put things away. Maybe I can get my room looking a little less like I just moved in. No, that's not quite right. It looks like I moved in and then started living out of the boxes. Funny, that. In any event, I'm tired of the visual chaos. It's everywhere in this house, and it's not something with which I cope well.
Perhaps if I get bored later I'll subject you to some of the self-evaluations I've been performing.