Showing posts from January, 2009


I really need a vacation.

That is all.
I still need a vacation. But it is now Friday night, and the weekend looms invitingly in front of me. I am drinking the last of the Bailey's, which is hitting the spot. It still is not vegan, but it most certainly has not gone to waste. I won't be buying any more, though. Now I'll have to find something else to spike my cocoa with on those nights I need to dull the edge.
Jeez, I sound like such a lush. 
I will be heading down to Florida over President's Day weekend for four days. I am very much looking forward to it. I'll be visiting my dear friend Alex, who moved down there a few months ago. I really miss her. It will be great to see her again.
But right now, It's Friday evening and I can do whatever I want tomorrow and the next day. It's going to have to be enough.

Round and round and roundandroundandround...

... Sometimes, when its now, and you are tired from fighting your brain all day because it has suddenly turned mean and  spiteful, you figure out how to shut it off and hope it figures out how to be happy by morning on its own.                       -- Steve Williams, Soft Pedal
My brother is a genius, no? He wrote that. You can buy the chapbook by following the link.
Bad mood today, egged on by many things, most of which I had no control over (12" to 16" of snow, for example).
But really, I think a lot of it has to do with the walls I keep trying to throw myself against. Maybe one day one of them will give way. And then I'll have another wall to throw myself against. At least it'll be something different. Perhaps a new wallpaper, or different paint color...
Ironic, isn't it, that the post below me goes on and on about how I my course of action is inaction. What I neglected to post is that sometimes I get so friggin' impatient at the Universe's turtle-slow pace tha…

The Passive Method of Achieving Goals

"... when you throw a stone in the water, it finds the quickest way to the bottom of the water. It is the same when Siddhartha has an aim, a goal. Siddhartha does nothing; he waits, he thinks, he fast, but he goes through the affairs of the world like a stone through water, without doing anything. without bestirring himself; he is drawn and lets himself fall. He is drawn by his goal, for he does not allow anything to enter his mind which opposes his goal... It is what fools call magic and what they think is caused by demons... everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goal, if he can think, wait and fast."--- Herman Hesse, Siddhartha, p. 60
I read this book several months ago. For some reason, this particular passage spoke to me deeply. It seemed to describe my method of achieving my goals. Okay, granted I don't have many of them, but every once and I while I do find myself wanting to achieve something. I know many or most people when they have a goal toil on it …


Today, I am thankful for:
1. A return of hope. 
2. An end to the fear- and war-mongering.
3. No longer needing to be embarrassed to call myself an American.
4. A new leader that not only knows what the big words mean, but can use them in a sentence. Correctly. And probably even spell them without spellchecker turned on.
5. People coming together in celebration, not terror.
6. An admission that things are really fucked up right now, and its going to take a lot to get us back on track.
7. One of Martin Luther King Jr.'s dreams coming true.
8. A new President who realizes we are "a patchwork nation" and not all cut from the same cloth. One who recognizes that we all deserve the same basic rights. 
9. The hope that now maybe all the enemies we've made will listen to someone who will listen to them. 
10. The fact that there is a man named Barack Hussein Obama in the Oval Office.
I wish the best of luck to our new President. He's got a long, long road ahead of him. It won't b…

Yadda Yadda Yadda...

This weekend was pretty much like any other, Saturday I spent spending money and Sunday I spent baking. Yesterday I went shopping with a friend for a silver sequined top for one of my belly dancing outfits. I found it, although it was a bit more than I initially planned on spending. Unfortunately the cheaper ones were all too small. I am such an awkward bust size that it is darned difficult to find anything that fits up top.  I have to take what I can get and suck it up cost-wise sometimes. Luckily, it was worth the cost, and I'll be able to mix and match with other things I already have. 
Today I slept in late, did a lot of cooking, and never left the house. Toyed around with it this afternoon, but every time I looked out the window, wind was blowing snow off trees. So, chicken me wimped out. After all, wind + January = fuckitscold. Although, since tomorrow is a free day for me (thank you, Martin Luther King, Jr.), I am going to try and take a walk or something.

Anyway, today I mad…

An Open Letter

Dear North Pole,
Hey, there! How's it going? Hope you're enjoying your annual vacation South of... well, you.  It's always a pleasure to have you around for the three (or sometimes four) months you give us.
Could I ask a favor? The next time you come visit, can you leave your relatives behind? Well, Santa's welcome every year. He's a right fun guy. Jolly and always up for a good time. Quite giving too. But could you leave your cousin Subarctic Temp behind? He's just no fun. Whenever he's around, everyone just sits on the couch huddled together, silently suffering and waiting for him to leave. I've gotta say, he's a real downer.
I'm sure you understand. Feel free to bring Santa back instead. He's welcome any time. 
Sincerely, North America


Between spending too long in Pigeon Pose yesterday for my choreography:

Photo courtesy of Yoga Journal

...and kneading bread for a solid hour, my poor bod is hurtin'.

How out of shape am I? Pretty damned, apparently.

What I Did on My Weekend

Not a whole hell of a lot, to be honest.

Well, okay. That's not entirely true. I actually did quite a bit. Just no socializing to speak of. It was one of those weekends where I didn't have any plans, which seems strange after the whirlwind that was December.

I spent a lot of time in the kitchen this weekend, cooking for the week ahead. I made Spicy Lentils with Spinach and Apples (good, but not as spicy as the name advertised), Blueberry Oat Bars (made from local blueberries I froze over the summer), two more loaves of bread, and Leek and Bean Cassoulet. All of it delish, and all of it vegan.

I wish Bailey's was vegan. But it isn't. And damned if I'm not making an exception for it, at least until this bottle's gone. It tastes good in hot cocoa. Mmmmm, warms your belly on cold winter nights.

Went for a walk yesterday as well. It was sunny and beautiful. Which of course means frigid this time of the year. I had on leggings, sweatpants, 2 shirts, a sweatshirt, a lined…

Welcom to the Hole I've Dug Myself

So I've been thinking lately that I majored in the wrong thing at college. That's out of nowhere, right? I started out in Communication Arts, but switched over to Psychology and kept CA as a minor. I loved my psych classes, don't get me wrong. For a while I thought about going into child psychology. However, I found out working in the State Child Protection Agency that I couldn't have hacked that for very long. All those heartbreaking stories would have done me in within the year.

For some reason, when I went to college I totally ignored some of my more obvious talents. I'm an artistic girl, and I would have been well placed in art or writing classes. Throughout college, most of my non-psych professors thought I was a Lit major, because I regularly submitted poetry and other writing to the college literary magazine. I was one of those geeky kids who actually enjoyed writing papers. I loved finding the right words, making the connections... all of it.

Instead of takin…


I made bread on Sunday. For real, homemade bread. It's even vegan. Unless yeast isn't vegan. But it's plant-based so it is, right? I'm going with yes, yeast is vegan.

You can't tell, but the loaf on the left is misshapen. I just angled that part away from the camera. Note to self: put the side with the seam down so it doesn't come undone and form a bread flap.

It is sooo yummy! It isn't whole wheat, but I used molasses as the sweetener, hence the darker shade. I'm running through the first loaf a little too quickly for one person. Ahem. The second loaf is in the freezer. I used the basic bread recipe from the Enchanted Broccoli cookbook. Very glad I asked for it for Christmas!

It was a lot of work to do, and I kinda wish I'd started it earlier in the day. It was beautiful outside (cold, but sunny) and I spent the day in the kitchen waiting on it. Worth it, though.

Mmmmm... bread. Just like Grandma used to make. Only completely different.

New Year's Goals

I don't believe in resolutions. More often than not, they are attempts to rid yourself of a behavior that you find, on some level, pleasurable. The cold-turkey method just strips you away of everything you liked about your behavior (no matter how bad for you it may be), and leaves you standing there, naked in the cold, with nothing.

Sounds like fun, no?

I know cold turkey works for some people and if you are dealing with a larger addiction it may be your only real course of action. However, I think for many who find their resolutions falling by the roadside after a scant month, the intentions were good but they set themselves up for failure. You can't just resolve to do something; you have to be reasonable about what you can actually accomplish and have some sort of support mechanism to help you through it. Without that, it's easy to fall back on old habits. You have no idea how to move forward, so instead you go back to what you know. We've all been there and done that.…

Happy New Year!

Happy 2009! May you all have a spectacular year. :-)

This year, my good friend Mary invited me down to New York City for New Year's Eve. Being the smart girl that I am, I said "hell yeah!"

Both of us agreed very early on that we didn't want to do the Times Square thing. Neither of us had any desire to spend untold hours standing on the street with no bathrooms, no breaks, no heat... no fun!

Instead, we started out the evening by having an early dinner at Candle 79. Which you should eat at if you are ever in the city. Amazing food. It just happens to be vegetarian. If no one said anything, you'd never know. It was one of the best meals I've ever had. Seriously.

After that, we headed up to a loft party in SoHo. I didn't know anyone there, but it was a beautiful apartment and I had fun. Plus, free champagne. I was good though, and only had one glass.

After that, we headed to Central Park for the Midnight Run. I guess it's a 4 mile run that people do all dolle…