Tuesday, July 29, 2008

But tonight:

Tonight: I thought I’d change the tense – and post this blog I started Saturday morning when I was delusional with the idea I had energy – but see end of this never ending list.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about how I didn’t do anything on Sunday – except read the paper, cruise the web, and go to a writer’s get together … but – HOW BORING.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about how I found out my friend who greeted me mornings at five o’clock at the YMCA, (and was a reason I kept showing up even though I HATE EXERCISING), and who’d just asked me if I’d cook for he and his wife two nights a month, died suddenly (he was in his early 60's), and I only found out when I looked at the obits on Sunday (his funeral was on Saturday) – but it just makes me cry – and feel inadequate – and like everything disappears in seconds.

Tonight: I thought I’d tell you that it’s not just YOU – I’ve been hiding out from– but I’ve been hiding from everyone. [insert sad face here]

Tonight: I thought I’d make the phone call I owe my parents – or at least write them another e-mail or two– but it hasn’t happened.

Tonight: I thought I’d send my extended family in California e-mails and announcements that I’ll be home for about 48 hours and see if I can’t figure out some crazy way to see them all – but I haven’t.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about how I was going to make this great dinner with fresh beets – but I couldn’t because I don’t have all the ingredients here in the house for any of the recipes I found.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about the great shrimp dish I made using the 3 fresh apricots I bought when I did my grocery shopping without any recipes in mind last night – but I couldn’t find one.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about the Chicken Parmesan I decided to make when I couldn’t find a recipe for plum sauce glazed pork chops that I'd dreamed up – but realized I was out of spaghetti sauce – so that was out the window.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about the Penne a la Vodka I made substituting roasted red peppers for tomatoes. It was good enough for me to eat – but it’s not something I’d serve to anyone I like.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about the dead tree in my front yard that the power company is going to “top” … and I’m not sure where the “topping” ends – and how much I’m going to have to pay to have the rest of the “bottom” removed – but that’s about all I know.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about all the places I’ll be going starting 8/10 – and all the non-work plans I’ve made– but it just sounds like not enough time to spend with anyone.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about how I’ll be in 11 different airports in 17 days– but I’m finding it hard to remain excited about the idea.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about how I’ll be in 10 different hotels in 17 days– but I don’t have the energy.

Tonight: I thought I’d write about I was fully recovered from the last three weeks – but it seems it’s a lie.

Tonight: I discovered I’m hormonal, started dinner too late, and might be a touch “emotional” so– this is all you get …

Home is so wonderful!

Got off the plane around 9:00 pm Friday night and took the shuttle to my car (almost left my laptop behind on the shuttle *sigh*), then drove to the restaurant where my order for Palak Panier, Lamb Vindaloo, and Naan was waiting, and arrived home just a little after ten o'clock.

At just before eleven o’clock I crawled into bed - and didn't wake until eight forty-five this (Saturday) morning. I have a load of laundry going - and I've had my first cup of REAL coffee, not HOTEL coffee. *shudder*

I read the newspaper - then made some breakfast.

<digression #1> That boy, Didi-bo-Pimp-Daddy, is SO SMART! When I was in Dayton I complained about not having fresh milk when I returned from a trip. I usually buy some boxed (not freeze dried) milk, but it’s expensive and a pain to keep on hand. Being a bargain shopper, he told me he’ll often buy 3-4 gallons on sale and then he showed me how he stored milk. IN THE FREEZER. It expands a little, but not enough to break the seal – and make a mess. So I tried it for the last two trips. I put a ½ gallon in the freezer when I leave, and when I return, I set it in the sink to defrost. When I wake up in the morning I have COLD, FRESH milk ready to go!!</digression #1>

For breakfast I made an omelet with Queso Fresco and chopped chives. How nice - not a rubberized, freeze dried, "shooting clay/egg disk" in sight. I added 3 maple cured sausages and a piece of rosemary/olive oil Italian bread toasted with jalapeno jelly to complete the meal.

I have my last load of laundry drying - and the other already folded and put away. (yay me! Clothes put away - along with my suitcase being completely unpacked and stowed for the next two weeks.)

Oh - I just thought about my sheets. Not quite done with laundry. Still need to wash them - and remake the bed.

And then? I lay down and slept ‘till 3 pm.

– but … I’m home ‘till 8/9 – and that’s something, right?

– but … I’m employed – and that’s something, right?

– but … I have lots of amazing friends – and that’s something, right?


The Irregular Goddess said...

And YOU are amazing as well, Mit. You are an intelligent, kind, witty, compassionate, sensitive, unique, and charming woman...and anyone who says otherwise is a damned liar!!


mamie said...

That post was quite the emotional roller coaster ride. I love how you put it together beginning with "tonight...." Hope I'm going to get to see you next week - I'll have an extra hug ready.

Anonymous said...

Your August itinerary is simmilar to a Joan Young vacation ininerary.


The Purple Panda said...

Hey, you've got plenty, including a real gift for this writing thing we do.

And man, if I could cook the way you write about it (and actually do it, I'm sure); heck, if I could *eat* like you write about it...

That there is real love.

looking forward to seeing you soon!

Anonymous said...

You sounded so depressed in this last Blog - wish I were there to hold you and listen. Hope things straighten out in a day or two. Love you, tp

Eric said...

My stop's the only one she's not staying overnight at. Too bad, no opportunity to seduce the wonderful woman.