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Marching On

Wednesday, August 20th, 2008

The birthday was wonderful! Thanks to everyone who stopped by and spared a kind thought, even if you did not post a comment.

There was dim sum, big cocktail rings, hoisin sauce, pix, awesome gifts (go, Netflix!), sushi, hugs, tear-worthy cards, delish dessert, sake, more hugs, more pix, and lots of non-stress. A good day.

The only thing missing was Clive on my doorstep, but pursuing your dreams is what makes you push forward in life, right?

Today looks to be good as well, with some writing planned. Actually planned!

Yay!

(Yes. It does feel weird for me to be so content. My brain is looking for some potential area of stress. Whatever. It’s all good).

Maa! Maa!

Thursday, June 14th, 2007

goat.jpgGoats have a reputation for eating tin cans, even though they are actually just investigating with their mouths (something a lot of romance heroines do, too). But if goats really were as indiscriminate in their gustatory predilection as to devour random pieces of aluminum, then I might qualify as a goat. Which is to say, I have eaten all kinds of not going together foods today (Picky Vegetarian, look away now. This isn’t pretty.). See, we’re going away for the weekend, and I hate waste, so today I have eaten a slice of whole wheat pita bread, a bowl of tofu-cabbage salad, and half a container of cottage cheese. Yum. I contemplated finishing off the last of the ground turkey, but that would require effort (I even ate the cottage cheese out of the container, not bothering with dumping it in a bowl).

At least I found some left-over coffee from this morning and am having that, too. It’s not all blah and blah.

But there’s a whole lot more tofu-cabbage salad with my name on it. Sigh.

Loretta Chase at Riskies

Sunday, April 29th, 2007

The Risky Regencies have an interview with Loretta Chase posted today.

Me, I got nothin’. I did have the Most Amazing Meal Ever last night, but since a) I already ate it b) it was at a Brooklyn restaurant and c) reading about a great meal someone ate is probably like trying to describe what makes someone beautiful (i.e. fruitless and pale), I won’t bother. Let me just say: ricotta and truffle ravioli in butter. Oh, and dandelion greens with pancetta. So if when I complain about not losing weight, remind me about the butter. And the chocolate ice cream with hazelnuts.

Back to tofu and green beans today.