I don't often make mistakes in the kitchen, but when I do....I end up making brownies that look and taste like mud.
Chicago is going to have it's first ever gourmet food and wine festival. It's around $200 for a weekend pass. There will be two days of tastings and demonstrations. I really want to go. I haven't decided if I can really justify it. It might mean no HP convention. So, that's a tough decision. I really like Harry Potter, but I also really like food.
I need to start cooking again. I remember when I used to do a lot more in the kitchen. I have gotten so lazy. I have been eating such terrible food lately. I need to get back to eating food worth eating. I want to start eating good food again, forget the frozen microwave meals and the instant soups and the processed sandwiches. I remember risotto, grilled chicken salads, fresh fruit and yogurt, chevre and sourdough with a glass of wine, dark chocolate grated over clementines with chopped mint.
Mmmm...sounds like a good plan.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Life should be more like a cartoon musical
About a week ago I was in Marshall's trying on some hats. I just adore hats. Wearing a hat makes me feel like a 1940's film star. I was trying out this little wide brimmed straw number with a black grosgrain ribbon band, and I decided to pop my huge white sunglasses on to see how it all looked. As I was looking in the mirror I hear this little whistling sound, and I look over to the aisle on my right and there is this little old black lady standing there. "I was just whistlin' at you, it looks good on you child." I thanked her and we shared a giggle. It was adorable, and so of course I bought the hat.
Last night we had our final show at second city. I was going out after the show to celebrate a birthday at a club downtown. My cousin was supposed to pick me up after the show so we could car pool. So I was standing outside Piper's Alley waiting and looking for the van. I decided to call and see where they were and just as I put the phone to my ear to listen for George to pick up an old man came up to me and starting talking to me about the show.
The phone is ringing, but this man just keeps talking to me, telling me how great the show is, that I was so good, telling haw my Realtor was just perfect, and giving me sketch ideas he thinks that we could develop into something funny. All the while I am chatting back to him and being friendly, and I keep whispering into the phone for them to stay on the line. I hear Tim hollering at George about not being the one driving, and how he's on hold. And this little old man just keeps chatting away. I don't even think he noticed the phone at all. It was just cute. He was such a dear little old man.
It was such a sweet little moment, made me kind of stop and think about someone else while I was bustling about my life. It was a nice little check, a reminder in how little it costs to be friendly. It made my night a little nicer.
I finally watched Enchanted. It was wonderful. I want my life to be a cartoon musical. I figure I'm part of the way there, I've got Disney princess eyes, an over-expressive face, a comical animal sidekick, and a penchant for bursting into song.
Last night we had our final show at second city. I was going out after the show to celebrate a birthday at a club downtown. My cousin was supposed to pick me up after the show so we could car pool. So I was standing outside Piper's Alley waiting and looking for the van. I decided to call and see where they were and just as I put the phone to my ear to listen for George to pick up an old man came up to me and starting talking to me about the show.
The phone is ringing, but this man just keeps talking to me, telling me how great the show is, that I was so good, telling haw my Realtor was just perfect, and giving me sketch ideas he thinks that we could develop into something funny. All the while I am chatting back to him and being friendly, and I keep whispering into the phone for them to stay on the line. I hear Tim hollering at George about not being the one driving, and how he's on hold. And this little old man just keeps chatting away. I don't even think he noticed the phone at all. It was just cute. He was such a dear little old man.
It was such a sweet little moment, made me kind of stop and think about someone else while I was bustling about my life. It was a nice little check, a reminder in how little it costs to be friendly. It made my night a little nicer.
I finally watched Enchanted. It was wonderful. I want my life to be a cartoon musical. I figure I'm part of the way there, I've got Disney princess eyes, an over-expressive face, a comical animal sidekick, and a penchant for bursting into song.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Wow.
That's how I feel about this past month.
Babies, weddings, graduations, final finals, performances, grad school applications...
Maybe it doesn't seem like much, but I feel like my life is so different from what it was just a few weeks ago.
I feel so different.
I watched two of my closest friends get married. It was so exciting, and surreal. I remember when they first began dating, I remember listening to them both talk about one another before they started dating. I felt overwhelmed when I saw them exchange vows. I have pictures of Kris and I when we were little kids in Christmas pageants together, photos of Sarah and I in high school in our crazy little black and red outfits, and last weekend I watched them start a huge, amazing, wonderful new adventure together.
When I turned in my grad school application I panicked a little. It's finally hitting me that I really have to be a grown up now. It's time to start thinking about things in a very real and concrete sense. I am making plans that will alter the course of the rest of my life.
It's all very real to me all of the sudden. Everything seems so huge. Finances, school, work, it all seems bigger and more intimidating.
I don't know if I'm ready.
Babies, weddings, graduations, final finals, performances, grad school applications...
Maybe it doesn't seem like much, but I feel like my life is so different from what it was just a few weeks ago.
I feel so different.
I watched two of my closest friends get married. It was so exciting, and surreal. I remember when they first began dating, I remember listening to them both talk about one another before they started dating. I felt overwhelmed when I saw them exchange vows. I have pictures of Kris and I when we were little kids in Christmas pageants together, photos of Sarah and I in high school in our crazy little black and red outfits, and last weekend I watched them start a huge, amazing, wonderful new adventure together.
When I turned in my grad school application I panicked a little. It's finally hitting me that I really have to be a grown up now. It's time to start thinking about things in a very real and concrete sense. I am making plans that will alter the course of the rest of my life.
It's all very real to me all of the sudden. Everything seems so huge. Finances, school, work, it all seems bigger and more intimidating.
I don't know if I'm ready.
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