south natick = south of paradise
the red sox won the world series and i was elated, and then i fell down into an embarrassing post-partum depression-esque shame spiral. thanks to my playoff lifestyle, i got sick, and i fell down into a hazy whiskey-fueled fog. then the patriots beat wretchface mcsweatervest the homophobe king and his little fetal alcohol syndrome baby, dawson leary junior the colts and now things have mostly evened out, except for the part where i am still sick with the thing that would not die.
(seriously, re: the patriots, i cannot tell you how much i am enjoying rooting for a quote-unquote "villain" team. i almost understand why people root for the yankees.)
(also, ack, one more thing about baseball: all last week i was excited that red sox paste-eating savant manny ramirez was going to be on jay leno the same night as the backstreet boys, because it was like a bad crossover AU come to life, and i figured there was a 50% chance that manny would decide to abandon his career as a world champion baseball player and join backstreet as their new fifth member. and then the third guest? WAS STEVE CARRELL. manny ramirez and steve carrell exchanged a fist-bump and it wasn't just in my cracked-out brain!)
but the end of the baseball season leaves a hole in my cold, dead heart, and the stress of the hot stove season does little to warm it. mostly the void is being filled by work, in a endlessly overwhelming way where every preconceived notion i ever had about how things would be easier if i was in charge is being tragicomically proved wrong. i realized at one point last week that if anyone is going to calm everyone down, if anyone is going to swoop in and lighten the load, if anyone is going to make an overwhelming situation seem manageable, that person has to be ME. it's really weird. it's one of the weirdest things i've ever done. i bought a black blazer in order to create an appearance of faux-professionalism. everything else is a work in progress.
i've been doing some good cooking lately, turkey chili with black beans and pumpkin puree, corn muffins with queso fresco, jalapeños, fresh corn and scallions, and a big batch of homemade frozen burritos with carnitas, refried beans, tomato rice, roasted peppers and spinach. the trick with making burritos to freeze and re-heat, i think, is to sacrifice salsa, because salsa makes them too watery. so they aren't quite as flavorful as i want them to be, i think i'll try them again with fire roasted tomatoes and caramelized onions to see if i can get the flavor of salsa without all the juice.
in downside/upside news, i totally fell off the map during the month of october in terms of keeping up with television. i'm still two or three weeks behind on just about EVERYTHING, so there is a slightly larger cushion between me and the cold, hard reality of the writers' strike.
(seriously, re: the patriots, i cannot tell you how much i am enjoying rooting for a quote-unquote "villain" team. i almost understand why people root for the yankees.)
(also, ack, one more thing about baseball: all last week i was excited that red sox paste-eating savant manny ramirez was going to be on jay leno the same night as the backstreet boys, because it was like a bad crossover AU come to life, and i figured there was a 50% chance that manny would decide to abandon his career as a world champion baseball player and join backstreet as their new fifth member. and then the third guest? WAS STEVE CARRELL. manny ramirez and steve carrell exchanged a fist-bump and it wasn't just in my cracked-out brain!)
but the end of the baseball season leaves a hole in my cold, dead heart, and the stress of the hot stove season does little to warm it. mostly the void is being filled by work, in a endlessly overwhelming way where every preconceived notion i ever had about how things would be easier if i was in charge is being tragicomically proved wrong. i realized at one point last week that if anyone is going to calm everyone down, if anyone is going to swoop in and lighten the load, if anyone is going to make an overwhelming situation seem manageable, that person has to be ME. it's really weird. it's one of the weirdest things i've ever done. i bought a black blazer in order to create an appearance of faux-professionalism. everything else is a work in progress.
i've been doing some good cooking lately, turkey chili with black beans and pumpkin puree, corn muffins with queso fresco, jalapeños, fresh corn and scallions, and a big batch of homemade frozen burritos with carnitas, refried beans, tomato rice, roasted peppers and spinach. the trick with making burritos to freeze and re-heat, i think, is to sacrifice salsa, because salsa makes them too watery. so they aren't quite as flavorful as i want them to be, i think i'll try them again with fire roasted tomatoes and caramelized onions to see if i can get the flavor of salsa without all the juice.
in downside/upside news, i totally fell off the map during the month of october in terms of keeping up with television. i'm still two or three weeks behind on just about EVERYTHING, so there is a slightly larger cushion between me and the cold, hard reality of the writers' strike.