If you know me, you know that I like to cook. And not just cook. I like to martha-stewart everything. I like making cupcakes with flowers on the top made out of marshmallows and other crazy over-the-top things. But last night was the first night I cooked dinner for Michael. In all of the time we've been together I have never EVER cooked him dinner. I've not made him cookies or breakfast. The extent of my providing nourishment to him is brining him a Mountain Dew or going out to dinner. This makes me mad because I like to make people dinner, it just never worked out until last night.
Last night I got home from Yoga and he was still exercising. We were both hungry so I took a look through our (yes, OUR) cupboards and started to make dinner. I didn't pre-plan the menu and it turned out great. So as a record of the very first dinner I made for him here it is:
Whole wheat penne pasta with Pesto & Sun dried tomatoes
Steamed summer squash, carrots and asparagus
Watermelon for dessert
Yum!
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
A reading slump
I am neglecting my reading. I like to read before bed anywhere between ten minutes and an hour depending on how tired I am. However, since the boy moved in (and I realize it's only been 4 days) I have yet to pick up any book/magazine/etc. and read. It is WAY more fun to have a real live person to talk to and laugh with. I must get back into the swing of reading because over the past month I've probobly bought 20 books that looked really good, and now they are sitting there with no one to read them.
I'm 50 pages into Bridget Jones's Diary, and Marisa, you're right...it does get better.
I'm 50 pages into Bridget Jones's Diary, and Marisa, you're right...it does get better.
Monday, April 25, 2005
The Killers were KILLER!!
Elaine, Marisa, Jared & I went to the Killers concert last night at the Moore. It was an awesome show as they were really good and entertaining live. The lead singer Brandon Flowers moves around the stage and is really entergetic. The opening act was Tegan and Sara who were very good as well. Overall a GREAT show!
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Cohabitation to commence in 5 - 4 - 3...
I am currently 48 hours away from my first venture into cohabitation since 2002.
No more (or less) of:
As a result, there will be...
No more (or less) of:
- Eating mini marshmallows straight from the bag while watching Sex and the City
- Allowing dust to collect on the top of the tv
- Impromptu chick-flick watching
- Eating ramen for dinner
- Crying while reading a Nicholas Sparks novel
Lots more of:
- Video Games/Action movies
- Someone to cook for/with
- Cuddling
- Someone there to listen to my crazy stories
- My house feeling more like a home
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Why I love Craigslist
Because where else can you list a 13-year old, used cat tree (read: glorified scratching post) and 10 minutes later have 5 people willing to buy it for $35.00, pick it up and take it out of your house so you don't have to stumble around it in your storage room any longer.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Mall in the afternoon
I stopped by Belle Square today over lunch to pick up some hand lotion at Crabtree. I walked past the Gap and in the window on the men's side was a big sign boasting something like "Men: Shopping made easy, for work, weekend and fun" It made me think. Men have such a problem dressing, or putting together colors or styles. They should bring back Geranimals, but for adults. You know, match the pants with a tiger on the tag, to the shirt with the tiger and it matches. Just think how stylish men could be if given clear, concise direction!
Thursday, April 14, 2005
All Geeked Out
Last night Mike and I went to the mall because he wanted to buy a new XBox game. First off, he hates the mall, or so he says. The funny thing is, the two times we have actually went to the mall, it has been his idea...so maybe he's just a closet mallrat.
When we got there we went to the directory to find the "EB". Apparently if you like video games, I mean REALLY like them, its uncool to call it the "Electronics Boutique". Maybe it's the word boutique gets to them, or maybe they just want to sound cool. Either way, we headed over and Mike started to freak out a bit when the game he wanted wasn't there. So while he was frantically looking and muttering to himself that he was just SURE that game was coming out that day, I swam my way through a sea of pre-teen boys in order to discover that yes, indeed, the game he wanted was there, tucked safely behind the counter.
After the big purchase, we went back home, and he played the game for awhile while I tried to read my book, all the while having samurai fighters in the background making there "hiayyyyah" sounds.
"hiayyyyyyyyyyyah"!
When we got there we went to the directory to find the "EB". Apparently if you like video games, I mean REALLY like them, its uncool to call it the "Electronics Boutique". Maybe it's the word boutique gets to them, or maybe they just want to sound cool. Either way, we headed over and Mike started to freak out a bit when the game he wanted wasn't there. So while he was frantically looking and muttering to himself that he was just SURE that game was coming out that day, I swam my way through a sea of pre-teen boys in order to discover that yes, indeed, the game he wanted was there, tucked safely behind the counter.
After the big purchase, we went back home, and he played the game for awhile while I tried to read my book, all the while having samurai fighters in the background making there "hiayyyyah" sounds.
"hiayyyyyyyyyyyah"!
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
The Hi-Life
Mike & I went for a late dinner at the Hi-Life in Ballard. It was also one of those days that I felt I was living the high life. Things just went well yesterday. Busy, but well. We had a wonderful dinner just talking and laughing over good food and being in each others company.
Friday, April 08, 2005
Mini Cupcake
I was inspired by Not Martha and her miniature cupcakes. I decided to take a version of my original Easter cupcakes which had a marshmallow sugared daisy on the top and shrink it down into miniature size. I used silver paper bon-bon tins.
The result...fabulous! Who doesn't love cupcakes, especially when they're this tiny!
The result...fabulous! Who doesn't love cupcakes, especially when they're this tiny!
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Inverted
Last night Heather and I went to Yoga. It's been our Wednesday night thing lately and I'm loving it. I leave there and feel energized and focused and strong, not to mention that I fall asleep quickly and sleep like a baby those nights. Last night our teacher Kitty decided it would be a good idea for us to try headstands. Heather and I looked at each other like deer in each others headlights and said "yeah, right!".
We tried to get the hang of just putting pressure on our heads, which was made even more akward by this indian, ace-bandange like dressing wrapped around our heads. (mean to aleviate headached, but has side effects of making your head hot and sweaty, and giving you goofy hair). The instructor came over and helped me get properly aligned in an "A" shape with my head and feed on the ground and my hips in the air. Then she said, "ok, lift your leg up and go into the inversion". Um, excuse me WHAT? Stand on my head? Right!
After the shock of thinking I'd rest my entire body on my head, we moved into shoulder stands, which I can do. I took it a little farther and got all bendy, which was kind of fun, except for the fact that when you are supporting yourself on the back of your head and tops of your shoulders, your entire body shifts towards your head....everything. Heather looked over at me, smiled and said "Hey, your boobs are on your chin!"...Yes, yes they are.
We tried to get the hang of just putting pressure on our heads, which was made even more akward by this indian, ace-bandange like dressing wrapped around our heads. (mean to aleviate headached, but has side effects of making your head hot and sweaty, and giving you goofy hair). The instructor came over and helped me get properly aligned in an "A" shape with my head and feed on the ground and my hips in the air. Then she said, "ok, lift your leg up and go into the inversion". Um, excuse me WHAT? Stand on my head? Right!
After the shock of thinking I'd rest my entire body on my head, we moved into shoulder stands, which I can do. I took it a little farther and got all bendy, which was kind of fun, except for the fact that when you are supporting yourself on the back of your head and tops of your shoulders, your entire body shifts towards your head....everything. Heather looked over at me, smiled and said "Hey, your boobs are on your chin!"...Yes, yes they are.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Pieces of Me
Last week I had a mole removed from my stomach because while it didn't look completely strange, it just didnt look "right". I had shown it to my doctor about three months ago and she said it was probobly fine, but agreed that it should come off, but that there was no rush in doing so.
I got some test results back from my doctor for a routine check-up and hand written on the paper was a reminder that we had talked about taking the mole off, and that I should schedule that appointment at my leisure.
I decided to finally make the time and go in to have it removed. I was a little freaked out about the appointment, because after all, having a piece of your flesh taken off with a scalpel isn't the highlight of most peoples' days. Michael assured me it would be painless, and of course, he was right. The doctor gave me a quick shot of something to numb the area. The shot didn't hurt itself, but it did sting a tad as it became numb. She then proceeded to cut off the mole. She sent it to the lab to have it looked at, which is common procedure. She told me to call in a couple of days for my results.
I called yesterday and they weren't ready, so I called this morning. The nurse looked at my chart and said "Oh, it says compound melanocytic nevus......" and then proceeded to say "I'm going to have the doctor look at this and call you back." Um...HELLO. Does she realize how much I started to freak out at that point. You don't tell a hypochondriac that you will "call them back", you put them on hold and don't give them an hour to surf the internet only to find no answers, and the only information you can find with the words "compound melanocytic" go on to talk about cancer. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!
So they called back and left a voicemail, to which I had to return. I called in and she said "It was just a benign mole" and then "You're fine" I'm glad I'm fine...all I had to give for that answer was a little piece of my flesh.
I got some test results back from my doctor for a routine check-up and hand written on the paper was a reminder that we had talked about taking the mole off, and that I should schedule that appointment at my leisure.
I decided to finally make the time and go in to have it removed. I was a little freaked out about the appointment, because after all, having a piece of your flesh taken off with a scalpel isn't the highlight of most peoples' days. Michael assured me it would be painless, and of course, he was right. The doctor gave me a quick shot of something to numb the area. The shot didn't hurt itself, but it did sting a tad as it became numb. She then proceeded to cut off the mole. She sent it to the lab to have it looked at, which is common procedure. She told me to call in a couple of days for my results.
I called yesterday and they weren't ready, so I called this morning. The nurse looked at my chart and said "Oh, it says compound melanocytic nevus......" and then proceeded to say "I'm going to have the doctor look at this and call you back." Um...HELLO. Does she realize how much I started to freak out at that point. You don't tell a hypochondriac that you will "call them back", you put them on hold and don't give them an hour to surf the internet only to find no answers, and the only information you can find with the words "compound melanocytic" go on to talk about cancer. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!
So they called back and left a voicemail, to which I had to return. I called in and she said "It was just a benign mole" and then "You're fine" I'm glad I'm fine...all I had to give for that answer was a little piece of my flesh.
