I made dinner last night. I can count on one hand the number of times I have actually cooked since I moved out here. But I do have one non-stick pan and I know a few recipes for one-pan meals. One of my favorites is a white fish smothered in onions and stewed tomatoes. When I went to the market on Sunday night, they had cod. That wasn't what I ended up buying. They had one lone piece of cod and it looked sad. So I got orange roughy. Did I look at the price of the orange roughy? No. It was the most expensive fish in the counter. I bought the fish, a sweet onion and a can of stewed tomatoes. It was only after I got home that I realized that I didn't have a can opener. I cannot wait until my things arrive. I went out at lunch and bought a can opener. One of the good ones. The OXO model that produces smooth edges. I'm cooking the onions, I've added the fish. It's time to add the tomatoes. I almost slice an artery trying to remove said can opener from its human-proof packaging, but it's open. I read the instructions. (Yes, the can opener needed instructions.) I followed them. And nothing happened. I did it again. Still nothing. I reread the instructions. I look at the can. Sure enough, it had probably worked the first time only it was so easy I didn't feel anything. I can't wait to open another can! Dinner was great. I sat on my one counter stool that I bought Saturday night and ate my dinner. It almost feels like home.
Unfortunately, I'm still not sleeping. I keep having unproductive coughing attacks in the middle of the night. Not to mention that my skin is so dry that when I lie down, everything starts to itch. I lotioned myself up last night, which helped a little. Not much. When I get my new Bed Bath and Beyond Coupon, I think I will buy another humidifier. Even though mine will be here on Friday. I probably needed two in my place in Boston. People have told me that it takes time to get used to the drier air.
I've been thinking about the Evanescence concert. Bring Me to Life still totally does it for me. When I hear that song I remember being in the car and hearing it and finally hearing the lyrics and realizing that I had to have it. I think it took me hours to figure out the title and artist. I bought it the next day. It just fed my whole Anita Blake addiction. Listening to Amy Lee do the song live is just wonderful. It's changed a little now. With Ben Moody not in the band, it's a slightly softer song. She played My Immortal as one of the encores. It was initially one of my favorites because I heard Jean-Claude and Asher's voices. The crowd was really into it. I loaned my CDs to the friend who came with me, so I'm playing the songs in my head. The only other band I think I'd like to see is 3 Doors Down. Not that their lyrics make any sense at all, but I have three of their albums (they may only have three) and I like them all.
I want to wish
khylarenelf a very happy birthday. And to the wonderful anonymous person who bought me some virtual candy corn for my profile page, thank you! Thank you very much! It's nice to have friends.