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I swear to you, I've clicked "Get Mail" about 40 times in the past hour. I am supposed to find out this weekend whether or not I am getting a pattern published in a forthcoming book by Amy Singer. I have no patience. But you knew that.

In other news, I am a cooking machine right now. I am making my ICFD dishes today since there will be three more people trying to cook in our kitchen tomorrow. So far, I have the carrot raita done, and am just waiting for the carrots to cool so they can be added to the yogurt. Then I'm making Moghlai chickpeas and an eggplant stew.

I am hoping to be able to do some wooing via stomach tomorrow. Don't want to say more for fear I jinx it.

I am also ignoring the trainwreck of a sweater that is in the next room. The SNB girls helped out immensely today with engineering and moral support, but this pattern is not good. I'm learning tons about making it work though. Still, I really just want to wear this sweater, and fear that global warming means we will never ever again have a day that requires a bulky weight wool comfy sweater. Not good.
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I have almost no voice right now. Yesterday, it was in the realm of permanent "sexy radio voice." Right now, it's like a frog who can't get air through his vocal cords. Yay. I feel okay, just no voice.

So what do I do. I cook.

Right now I have my banana bread in the oven, loosely based on the recipe from the first Vegetarian Times cookbook. Every time I make it, I substitute different ingredients. It's very forgiving.

And on top of the stove, Punjabi Style Cauliflower and Potatoes with Ginger from Madhur Jaffrey's World Vegetarian. It smells and looks divine, but I have made a royal mess of the kitchen, what with all the shallow oil frying. It's going to be yummy though. Too bad no one else is home to help me enjoy it!

Hopefully the fresh ginger will help me get better. And the cilantro. Yay cilantro!!

Off to eat!
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[livejournal.com profile] automat76 sent me a link to Chipotle Fan this evening. You can enter the ingredients that you get when you go to Chipotle and see how many calories you are ingesting. I was shocked to find I avoid nearly 300 calories by getting a Bol rather than a burrito. I'm not normally a calorie counter, but given that the thing started at over 1100....well, that's substantial.

You can also find your burrito soulmate. I am apparently the only person who likes what I like who is not a young woman from Minnesota. Weird.
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When a science geek is also a foodie (NYT, requires registration)

I'm all too rested this morning--I went to bed at 10 because of the migraine, and woke up this morning not only early, but not in pain. So hopefully I can get out of work a bit early this afternoon, so that I get all my errands done this evening. Then I fly out to Kripalu bright and early tomorrow. Woo-hoo! Vaca!
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I feel as if it's been forever since I've written here. And it kind of has. But I had adventures this weekend, so here they will be:

Friday: Went to meet kids at Club 185. Freaked myself out by drinking 4 pints of beer (5 according to the waitress, but I'm not so sure about that) and not really feeling it. I wouldn't have driven on principle, but still. I did drink a lot more than normal last week, what with random beer outings, a partylite candle party and such, but can one's tolerance really ramp up that much that fast? Odd. Anyway, 185 was cool, if a bit fratty/yuppie, and it was much fun to catch up with some of the kids I hadn't seen in a while.

Saturday: I got almost everything done on my errand list! Got up early, and was at the Aveda Institute for my haircut by 9:30. The girl was just starting in the program, but she did a wonderful job. I am addicted to that place, with it's stress relief massages and mini-facials and free makeup touchup included in nearly everything. Then I ran to the Wash n' Tan to do laundry, which was much overdue. Went home, played phone tag with [livejournal.com profile] spandita while washing dishes, catching up on email and such, then met him at Northstar Cafe for a late lunch. Oh that place is heavenly,if not supplied with enough tables for the number of patrons. We ended up eating at the couches, where I enjoyed a lovely beet salad. I don't even like beets that much, but this was heavenly!

Then it was phone tag with [livejournal.com profile] automat76 to determine our departure time, throwing stuff in my suitcase (luckily still sitting out from the holidays) and a last minute trip to Wolfe Fiber Arts for discount bin yarn. Picked her up, then we tried to stop at a bridal shop in Dublin so I could try on my bridesmaid's gown for my sister's wedding. I'm already peeved because I'm not liking that dress much, but I did my homework and printed out the dress and checked the store's website for hours, so I felt prepared. Perhaps not. They close their dressing rooms an hour before the store, and I must have an appt to try on the dress. Stupid !$#^%^ wedding industry. I think I'm ordering the dress on measurements alone now. I'm sick of that crap.

We drove on to Cleveland, checked in to our freebie hotel, where there was a church across the street broadcasting its service throughout the block. At one point, I actually heard the words "Give God a handclap." OK. Random primping, then on to the Beachland for the show. Only got minorly lost on the way there. The show was awesome. The room looked like a high school gym/auditorium, and it was *packed*. The Sadies were on first, and [livejournal.com profile] automat76 dubbed them "surfabilly." I concur. Then Neko Case came out and they played with her too. Excellent show, if a bit short seeming at first, but excellent. She's totally crazy. But in a good way.

Then it was back to the hotel for pizza and chatting. Mmmmmm...pizza.

Sunday: I awoke to the sounds of snowplows, as a snowshower had started during the night. We got ready, and checked out, and then made our way to Fine Points, which is a stellar yarn store. I overspent, but got good stuff for my trip to Kripalu, so it was worth it. Then we went on to Mentor, to the Olive Garden where my sister works. Minor confusion ensued over actually getting into her section, but eventually it worked, and we had our lovely lunch. Then it was back in the car, for the trip home. At one point, we decided to stop so I could refill my windshield washer fluid, and it was at this point where my car decided to stop shooting it out completely. So there were several unscheduled stops to toss fluid onto the windshield with a dixie cup in order to clean off the salt. Fun. (It's still not working, so I don't know if I knocked something loose or what.) Got home about 7:30, and watched Simpsons at [livejournal.com profile] automat76's place, then I went home and crashed out from a migraine. I don't know if it's the drive or what, but every single time I go to Cleveland, I have a headache on the way home.

That's a lot of time to be in a car anyway--I think I'm getting old. My right arm has carpal tunnel-esque symptoms coming back in it, and I attribute that to driving. Grrrrr....

Monday: A day off, and I got lots of ebay stuff listed and managed to get the colorwork on my next knitty submission finished, and most of my Magic Stripes sock done. So it was a successful day.

Whew. I'm almost glad to be back at work.

Weekend...

Sep. 8th, 2003 09:40 am
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Friday -- the fish sickness. Don't care to repeat that.

Saturday -- Drove 3 hours to Cleveland Heights to B's bridal shower. There were only two of us from Columbus there, but luckily, I knew one of B's sisters already, and there was a friend of B's from high school who was fun too. Everyone else was family. All 50 of them. Stayed about 3 hours, did toilet paper bride and all that, and ate yummy food catered by Aladdin. Then drove 3 hours back. I did stop at the outlet malls near Akron, but only found a couple of things. Not like the shopping fest that ensued after my failed Jeopardy! audition last year. Watched The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys Saturday night with [livejournal.com profile] automat76. I liked it, but was definitely not expecting the ending. Wow.

Sunday -- BestFriend and I went to the "tomato farm" and picked a few more pounds. Then we canned about 5 pints of salsa from all the cherry, orange, and yellow pear tomatoes. We still have probably 10 pounds of regular tomatoes left. I think we're going to try to can spaghetti sauce later in the week. I'm just glad we have pressure cookers now, because last year we did pickles and tomatoes with my water bath canner and that was a very long hot day.
Sunday night, went to [livejournal.com profile] yerpretty's friends house and had dinner. Super-yummy ratatouille. We shall have to determine whose friends are better cooks. This is going to be a tough one. Iron Chef ginger is next week, so perhaps that will be the deciding battle.

I had really screwy dreams last night. The first involved running into this guy from work and making him show me all the things he got his wife for her birthday. It was a little strange, because I felt like I was prying in the dream, but then he made me finish his shopping with him. I kept seeing people from high school in the mall.

Then, I was being honored in some way by the government (ok--not gonna happen). I was at this big ceremony, and all these governmental dignitaries and such were there in black suits, and we were standing on really steep risers on stage. I was right next to Shrubya, who was wearing no jacket, and no tie, just a rumpled dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. I was very offended by this, especially when he started muttering under his breath about "too much ceremonial bullcrap in this job." Wow. I never want to dream about him again.

OK, back to the videos. Gotta get the headphones out and listen to the sound of my own voice again. Joy.
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Why of why did my neighbors decide to start erecting a tent prior to 8 am this morning? Doesn't help that these are the neighbors who let their dog run loose on our patio and don't clean up after it. That's a big strike already.

When I was little, my mom used to change my hairstyle if I was misbehaving in an effort to change my attitude. I tried that today by dressing in super froufy fun clothes. But now I feel frumpy because it's so dismal outside and I'm in here in the cold with my big hooded sweater on over everything.

If it clears up by lunch I'm going to walk down to the mall and get sushi for lunch. Yes, it's mall sushi, but the wasabi makes me happy.

Here's hoping that finishing up my math class tonight changes my outlook a bit. I've been grumpy this week.
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Just home from yoga class (with my favorite teacher) which was fairly good. Got to be the guinea pig again, like always. Also met the woman who does my boss and her former boss's tailoring, who I thought was in the class. She's cool.

Went to arts fest at lunch today and ate my favorite: yam fries. Yummy. Am going back with the boys again this evening and plan to actually look at art this time. I think I shall eat before I go though, so I can't bow to the temptation again. Mmmmmm...fried vegetables. My downfall.

Am getting up early tomorrow morning to go to the community garage sale in my hometown. Mom and her twin sister and I are setting up behind Mom and Dad's antique shop. Haven't seen them in a few months, so it should be good. Then BestFriend and I are going to a Southern Culture on the Skids concert which I got free tickets for. Fun. We've been going to bands lately that we don't know as much about. It's kind of fun.

Must run to the post and to get some food before the boys call back.

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