Doing
Posted on | July 30, 2006 |
1) Grinning because it’s a perfect 70 degrees and sunny today, with no haze. The mountains seem close enough to touch—like perfect cardboard cut-outs on the set of a play.
2) Planning to make kebabs, red wine & peaches and ice cream for dinner with friends tonight. I’m into cooking lately. Trying new spices (juniper berries & star anise), and loving blush wine (how can anyone not love something that color?)
3) Tiling (finally!) our backsplash with lovely white handmade tiles. A zillion special cuts, cement on my cut-off jeans, and we’re one step closer to having a finished house.
4) Wincing when I smile because Bean wacked me in the eye brow with DH’s watch this morning. Ow. He thought it was FUNNY when I started to cry. Grr.
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July 30th, 2006 @ 12:28 pm
You have such a lovely way of making the most universal things (the weather, cooking) delightfully personal.
July 30th, 2006 @ 12:35 pm
Sounds like a delightful day!
July 30th, 2006 @ 2:04 pm
I am glad you found me because it enabled me to find you.
Love your writing, it’s like I can taste it.
You’re bookmarked too.
July 30th, 2006 @ 4:06 pm
*puts a soothing coldpack on your eyebrow*
July 30th, 2006 @ 4:44 pm
It all sounds so lovely.
July 30th, 2006 @ 8:02 pm
How delicious are peaches right now? I have a good idea for you — something I read in Real Simple and made for dinner tonight: dice up a peach and layer in a bowl with a few bits of mozarella, drizzle with olive oil/black pepper/sea salt, and sprinkle shredded basil on top. A DELICIOUS, and refreshing combination.
July 30th, 2006 @ 8:26 pm
I’m sorry you got whacked on the noggin, but rest that he didn’t throw it upon the floor. Ford did this to my speedmaster and, after hours of mechanosurgery, it’s never kept perfect time since
They day sounds lovely! Show us pictures of the tile!
July 31st, 2006 @ 12:37 am
You can tile? Wow.
July 31st, 2006 @ 4:24 am
There is one benefit to them thinking it’s funny when you cry, which is you don’t have to sooth them and yourself at the same time. Small Boy FREAKS OUT when I cry or cover my face - he once wonked me so hard I had to go get an ice pack and he screamed his head off the whole time I had it on my face I finally just gave up trying to tend myself and tended him instead. Sigh.
July 31st, 2006 @ 9:47 am
sounds like a delightful day, Christina (expect for the sore brow!). I am so happy for you…