tempestsarekind: (amelia pond (ready for adventure))
I am planning to eat a poached egg tomorrow. This is sadly very exciting, and I am looking forward to it very much.

I miss non-pureed food, even though I am pretty happy with the way my pureed foods turned out and would eat them all again. (I'm not sure what I would eat the carrot puree with, though. It's kind of a weird side dish.) Although the thing I miss most is not being able to just - grab a handful of cashews or something when I need a snack. There is really only so much yogurt one can eat.
tempestsarekind: (captain jack harkness: MAKES THE TEA!)
Trying to cook in my mom's kitchen makes me feel like the most snobby, persnickety person ever. "Oh, this is store-brand butter? I usually buy Kerrygold." "Do you have any kosher salt?" "I really like organic cane sugar, these days..." I'm not actually good at cooking, but I am a creature of habit, which means I tend to have pretty strong brand loyalty and like just using the things I know instead of having to worry about whether a different brand will be any good.

My mother also has an electric stove, and I no longer know how to cook on electric. I've already let a pot of polenta boil over, and narrowly avoided overcooking some carrots.
tempestsarekind: (clara/tea OTP)
So after several days of heat-wave temperatures (90+), we've had two really cool days, which have been lovely. I did things that weren't lying in front of a fan and trying to read! How exciting! Yesterday and today I:

- went for walks to different fancy food stores, looked longingly at cheeses I couldn't afford
- (I did buy myself a little orange olive oil cake from the bakery case, though, because I've wanted to try olive oil cake for a while. It was delicious.)
- curled up under a blanket to watch TV (I probably could have closed the window, but I *like* curling up under blankets.)
- had hot chocolate for dessert tonight!
- cooked actual food. Yesterday I made a pot of polenta and some black beans (I used canned beans, but cooked them with garlic, parsley, cumin, coriander, and red wine vinegar; I ate some of them over some of the polenta, and figure I'll use the rest in quesadillas). Today it was cool enough to use the oven, so I roasted a tray of carrots and broccoli, and then roasted the mushrooms I got from the other food store (the cheeses were still expensive there, but the produce was comparable to the grocery stores in the area). I ate half the mushrooms with grated parmesan over more polenta, alongside some of the vegetables; haven't decided what I'll do with the rest.

(Conversation I had with my mother, who doesn't believe that a meal is really complete without meat, although other animal proteins will do in a pinch:
me: So I had the black beans with polenta; it was pretty good.
Mom: But where was the protein?
me: Mom. Beans have lots of protein.
Mom: Yeah, that's what they say.

So apparently my mom thinks there is some sort of great beanspiracy going on?)

blech

Feb. 27th, 2011 07:29 pm
tempestsarekind: (world in peril? have some tea)
Coming down with a cold. Mostly this is making me not want to do anything, except for some reason chain-watch episodes of Slings and Arrows S2. (Ooooops.) I don't feel terribly sick (yet, she mutters darkly; I am not convinced that I won't wake up tomorrow feeling wretched), but my brain keeps sliding off of anything that even looks like work or productivity. If I manage to make soup by throwing some frozen veg and flavorings into broth, I will be well pleased.

Also last night I had a dream that involved finding a box of maggots in my apartment, so. This weekend hasn't been the most fun a girl could have.

blech

Feb. 27th, 2011 07:29 pm
tempestsarekind: (world in peril? have some tea)
Coming down with a cold. Mostly this is making me not want to do anything, except for some reason chain-watch episodes of Slings and Arrows S2. (Ooooops.) I don't feel terribly sick (yet, she mutters darkly; I am not convinced that I won't wake up tomorrow feeling wretched), but my brain keeps sliding off of anything that even looks like work or productivity. If I manage to make soup by throwing some frozen veg and flavorings into broth, I will be well pleased.

Also last night I had a dream that involved finding a box of maggots in my apartment, so. This weekend hasn't been the most fun a girl could have.
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Power's gone out; company expects it back on around 2 or so. My batteries refuse to power my lantern/flashlight thingy bc their 2011 expiration date is a LIE. Using windup flashlight when I can be bothered, cell phone when I can't. To bed; will try not to drop toothbrush in toilet in the dark.

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Power's gone out; company expects it back on around 2 or so. My batteries refuse to power my lantern/flashlight thingy bc their 2011 expiration date is a LIE. Using windup flashlight when I can be bothered, cell phone when I can't. To bed; will try not to drop toothbrush in toilet in the dark.

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zzzzz.

Aug. 4th, 2010 04:10 pm
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I wish I could stop waking up still tired; it makes it so much harder to bother going out and doing anything when I don't really *have* to and can put it off. Especially when I also have to work up the energy to move away from the fan...

I also feel like there are more spiders in my apartment than usual; I found one in the kitchen sink this morning. Ick.


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zzzzz.

Aug. 4th, 2010 04:10 pm
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I wish I could stop waking up still tired; it makes it so much harder to bother going out and doing anything when I don't really *have* to and can put it off. Especially when I also have to work up the energy to move away from the fan...

I also feel like there are more spiders in my apartment than usual; I found one in the kitchen sink this morning. Ick.


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*sigh*

Aug. 1st, 2010 07:36 pm
tempestsarekind: (due south: one of those days)
Done with "family" stuff. I may post in more detail later, if I feel up to unraveling the whole mess for your consumption. For now, I'll just say

1) I love my mommy, and it was lovely to see her.

2) I really, really did not miss that constant refrain from childhood: "Are you always this quiet? Just hang around with us; we'll fix that." Like there's something desperately wrong with me, and it needs repairing as soon as possible. Why are other people so freaked out by my sitting there and not bothering them? Why is it so important that I be like them?

*sigh*

Aug. 1st, 2010 07:36 pm
tempestsarekind: (due south: one of those days)
Done with "family" stuff. I may post in more detail later, if I feel up to unraveling the whole mess for your consumption. For now, I'll just say

1) I love my mommy, and it was lovely to see her.

2) I really, really did not miss that constant refrain from childhood: "Are you always this quiet? Just hang around with us; we'll fix that." Like there's something desperately wrong with me, and it needs repairing as soon as possible. Why are other people so freaked out by my sitting there and not bothering them? Why is it so important that I be like them?
tempestsarekind: (ten is a bookworm)
Or too large. I saw a preview for an upcoming news report on the "tiny house movement." Because my mom is a big fan of HGTV, I've seen these tiny houses before, every now and again--and I always think, "Dude, my *books* wouldn't even fit in one of those things."


Of course, I live in a tiny studio apartment, so they don't fit here, either. I dream of someday having an extra bedroom (though I suppose I'd need to have *a* bedroom, first), to handle some of the overflow. My dreams, they are small. :)

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tempestsarekind: (ten is a bookworm)
Or too large. I saw a preview for an upcoming news report on the "tiny house movement." Because my mom is a big fan of HGTV, I've seen these tiny houses before, every now and again--and I always think, "Dude, my *books* wouldn't even fit in one of those things."


Of course, I live in a tiny studio apartment, so they don't fit here, either. I dream of someday having an extra bedroom (though I suppose I'd need to have *a* bedroom, first), to handle some of the overflow. My dreams, they are small. :)

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It's so hot in my apartment. All my chocolates are melted--actually liquid--and various items are warm to the touch. My fan is just moving hot air around. DDD:

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It's so hot in my apartment. All my chocolates are melted--actually liquid--and various items are warm to the touch. My fan is just moving hot air around. DDD:

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tempestsarekind: (oh noes)
Okay, so now I'm terrified that this is going to happen to me, because I have extremely flat feet:
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/04/health/04case.html?ref=health
tempestsarekind: (oh noes)
Okay, so now I'm terrified that this is going to happen to me, because I have extremely flat feet:
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/04/health/04case.html?ref=health
tempestsarekind: (fraser: oh dear)
I've complained a lot about how I hate traveling, but I don't think I've ever really mentioned here how much I hate snow. Well, I do. I loathe it. I'm the girl wishing as hard as I can that we *don't* have a white Christmas, because that will probably mean eight inches of snow, which we all then have to trudge about in like idiots to make holiday visits, instead of staying indoors like sensible people. I have been known to cry at the season's first snowfall, because I know it's just the first of too many. Probably I shouldn't be using this icon for this post, because I bet Fraser would just give that big "Call of the Wild" grin and be really happy about how the snow reminded him of home, and then I would feel all guilty for being so surly about it, because he never smiles like that, ever... Right. I'm talking about him like he's real. Moving on.

(As may be apparent, I finished watching due South last night. I'm feeling slightly bereft.)

Anyway, all this means that snow + travel = a very unhappy me. I have a flight leaving tomorrow morning, except, hey, there's this blizzard moving up the whole of the east coast tonight and tomorrow? It's apparently an "historic snow event"? Yay, all the things I hate about travel, plus a big scoop of uncertainty about when or even if I'll be able to travel at all! Awesome.

And I'm quite irrationally upset with myself for booking the flight for tomorrow, because if I'd just gone ahead and booked the flight for the actual first day of the school holiday, instead of feeling guilty about not spending as much time with my mother as I possibly could and booking the earlier flight, even though I would have much preferred to have the extra weekend to take care of loose ends, I could have avoided this whole thing entirely.
tempestsarekind: (fraser: oh dear)
I've complained a lot about how I hate traveling, but I don't think I've ever really mentioned here how much I hate snow. Well, I do. I loathe it. I'm the girl wishing as hard as I can that we *don't* have a white Christmas, because that will probably mean eight inches of snow, which we all then have to trudge about in like idiots to make holiday visits, instead of staying indoors like sensible people. I have been known to cry at the season's first snowfall, because I know it's just the first of too many. Probably I shouldn't be using this icon for this post, because I bet Fraser would just give that big "Call of the Wild" grin and be really happy about how the snow reminded him of home, and then I would feel all guilty for being so surly about it, because he never smiles like that, ever... Right. I'm talking about him like he's real. Moving on.

(As may be apparent, I finished watching due South last night. I'm feeling slightly bereft.)

Anyway, all this means that snow + travel = a very unhappy me. I have a flight leaving tomorrow morning, except, hey, there's this blizzard moving up the whole of the east coast tonight and tomorrow? It's apparently an "historic snow event"? Yay, all the things I hate about travel, plus a big scoop of uncertainty about when or even if I'll be able to travel at all! Awesome.

And I'm quite irrationally upset with myself for booking the flight for tomorrow, because if I'd just gone ahead and booked the flight for the actual first day of the school holiday, instead of feeling guilty about not spending as much time with my mother as I possibly could and booking the earlier flight, even though I would have much preferred to have the extra weekend to take care of loose ends, I could have avoided this whole thing entirely.

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Dec. 7th, 2009 03:22 pm
tempestsarekind: (due south)
In my life, I generally feel disorganized and distracted and unfocused: like the thoughts I want to be having never arrive, and I'm left with their pallid imitations. So it's always a shock to have a cold, and realize that there is another whole level to this feeling. Aside from the sniffles, I feel more or less okay (and I had oatmeal again this morning, for the first time in a few days--for whatever reason, oatmeal tastes odd to me when I'm sick, but cream of wheat tastes fine), but I still can't seem to concentrate on anything that would require me to respond.

With that in mind, things I'd probably want to write about, regarding due South, but can't pull my thoughts together in order to do so:

not quite meta, although it is Monday )

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