January 5, 2011 § 2 Comments
Is each shot given five seconds of consideration? Or only a second each and there are five? Regardless, here are five low-quality photos of rather spectacular subjects: delicious salad for two last night and two kitties.
September 1, 2010 § 5 Comments
Knocked out another year yesterday. Here’s how I celebrated. It’s the little things, isn’t it?
- Slept in 15 minutes and got ready leisurely
- Wore my comfy shoes (because my tendons hurt)
- Put on my favorite mascara & a little eyeliner
- Brought a watermelon to work to share
- Received a gorgeous handmade birthday card from a coworker (pic later tonight)
- Went out for lunch and had some delicious food
- Ran ~2.3 miles with new buds and without tendon pain
- Biked 9 miles
- Took a relaxing shower
- Fell asleep to a movie
August 6, 2010 § 5 Comments
I’m nearly out of bloggable material for the week (it’s been a tough week), but in efforts to maintain the M-W-F post schedule I visited this site for a writing prompt.
The book I’m reading right now is teaching me…
Umm.. not currently reading a book, but my all-time favorite book is A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving. And I’m not sure I want to inspect its personal impact on me beyond a meaningful experience, but here’s a snapshot of what Owen Meany means to me.
You know those moments or phases in life that change or steer you? In the summer of 2005 I worked at Carlsbad Caverns National Park and made some of my fondest memories to date. I made a great group of friends, tackled many physical challenges, and learned volumes about New Mexico and myself. Towards the end of my brief tenure there a I went on a roadtrip with a few coworkers up to Chaco Culture National Historical Park. We stayed at one of my coworkers’ parents’ house one night along the way where his mom strongly recommended Owen Meany to me. She described it as one of those books you think you’ve figured out but then you read the end and it’s completely different but perfectly consistent with the little hints dropped along the way. I was worried this knowledge might change my experience but it didn’t.
My experience reading Owen Meany is memorable. I tried to finish the book before I left New Mexico (even though the coworker’s mom insisted I keep the book). This is no small feat with John Irving and of course I failed. I continued reading the book when I arrived home and realized at a point that this is not a book to “get through”. I had to stop looking at the bookmark in the binding to gauge my progress. In fact, each page was enjoyable. Have you ever listened to a 3-minute stand-up comedy set where the comic introduces topic A, transitions to topic B, then at the very end ties the two together with a quip? It’s like that. Irving steers you through a train of thought, seemingly unimportant to the plot, then weaves it perfectly back together once you’ve put it out of mind. I love it. Irving is clever at a leisurely pace.
I really got to know the characters in an intimate manner. I felt like I explored the mystery of Owen Meany’s life along with the narrator. The book is so lengthy and detailed that reading the memoir of these two friends is akin to memorializing the little ups and downs of every day life. I won’t say anything more about the end, but it was satisfying.
I adore this book. It was the perfect punctuation to the summer of my life.
Have a fabulous weekend!
July 30, 2010 § Leave a comment
I tried writing this post more seriously, but it just sounds lame. All I really want to do is make a list of some things I’ve lost since it’s driving me nuts! So enjoy a pointless post & have a great weekend!
- 2 of my 4 Rechargeable AA Batteries
- Yoga pants from Target (had them one week and then?)
- Gift certificate to Luna (tapas bistro in an old train station)
- Nike+ sensor (found by the bf! I think a cat hid it under the couch)
I imagine them hanging out together in a secret location waiting patiently to be found. “Over here! Over here!” They have to be somewhere; they didn’t just cease to exist! Interrogating the cats is fruitless.
PS – any DSC listeners out there? They’re back on Monday at 6AM Cali time on Jack FM 100.7. Listen live here or check out their website for iphone/ipod touch instructions. I know what I’ll be doing!
July 26, 2010 § 2 Comments
Here are a few in our usual rotation:
- Black bean and pasta soup: obviously with veggie broth instead of chicken
- Black bean soup: again, veggie broth and try adding avocado and liquid smoke
- Eggplant parmesan: close enough to the recipe we use; if you haven’t had eggplant parmesan, make it!
- Fusilli with spinach & asiago: I prefer frozen spinach to fresh in this recipe
- Greek salad: I won’t post the recipe (copyright), but pick up this book and make this salad! Quintessential greek salad.
- Lucky black-eyed peas: without ham hock; I highly recommend the chips, avocado, and spinach!
- Pesto: close enough to my recipe (which just generally blends basil, olive oil, garlic, parmesan, salt & pepper until it tastes right); great on pasta, pizza, grilled cheese (mozzarella), sweet corn (?!?!?! – don’t knock it ’til you try it!), etc.
- Red Coconut Curry: veggie broth and we use tofu instead of chicken
Last night’s dinner: pesto pizza – mmmmm. We made our own crust in the bread maker (milk, oil, salt, flour, and yeast) and added pesto (from basil we picked last week), tomatoes (that we just picked), basil (freshly picked), garlic, and real mozzarella & parmesan. It was delicious! We also made one with tomato sauce.
July 23, 2010 § 3 Comments
Earlier I received an email congratulating my work building for breaking the university record of most hornet nests in one location. Yay?
I’m petrified of bees, wasps, and hornets. From the young age of 3 I learned that these bumbly little creatures are NOT FRIENDS. I pet a honeybee with my toe. It was fuzzy! And painful. Since then I have been stung about a dozen times, each time swelling up larger than the last. A few memorable stings:
- There was the wasp nest in first grade that another kid stepped in. My eye was swollen shut for a week.
- Brushing my leg in 6th grade I ended up with a softball sized welt. I was unpopular enough as it was. Ol’ gimp leg didn’t help.
- Riding back from the train station with a friend – later boyfriend – I was stung on my cheek. I looked like a chipmunk: horrifying for a high school sophomore.
- Hiking in Alaska a bee stung me threw my jeans – the Benadryl made the Matanuska Glacier stop brief.
I’ve paid my dues to our little yellow friends. I’m hopeful an angry recently evicted hornet doesn’t find me today.
And of course this one’s no help: