This random sign made me laugh. Writing this from the future, I can tell you that this random sign maker posted funny things throughout spring quarter, making my climb up three long flights of stairs to my math class much more fun.
It had been so long since I’ve been to a club I had a strange moment with the bouncer. I stepped inside and he greeted me and we engaged in small talk. He was very friendly and smiley but he seemed to want something. Eventually it came to me. Right! Cover charge! I paid it and walked in.
Dana arrived and we both enjoyed the set. I was a below average high school musician, who enjoyed the ensemble factor more than actual practice and craft. So I’m always impressed by incredibly musical talent, which Tristan has. The energy of the group was high and they all enjoyed taking solos and were excited to play. They sounded tight and brassy and vibrant and I had a lovely evening.
I love my small batch baking book. Here, as part of my Lent goals,One of the moms at school works for OMSI giving presentations to classrooms. Today, she brought in the snakes and lizards. I’ve never handled a snake, but this corn snake was mighty friendly.
It liked to knot itself around things and also tried to crawl up my sleeve.
In some cultures, I think we’d be married by now.
It has finally come to me: I’m going to use it to renew my teaching license. The total cost is around $200 dollars, so I will supplement the savings bond with some birthday money. But I think I finally hit on a fitting reason to cash this bond.
I got the idea from Michael Pollen in the book What to Eat, which is a delightful book to check out of the library. It is full of fun advice such as: Eat all the junk food you want as long as you cook it yourself. The idea is that if we all had to fry up the french fries or donuts ourselves, we wouldn’t be that into eating them. If we had to bake the cake or the cookies, we wouldn’t make them that often.
Helping me with my Lenten goal is my go-to book of tiny desserts. When the mood for cookies strikes me, I don’t have to make four dozen. I can just make six. If I want a layer cake, I can make a tiny one. Because I learned long ago that when I bake a whole cake, I eat the whole cake.
At this point, the thing I don’t have the ability to make myself is ice cream. So on this Ash Wednesday, I had my own Mardi Gras and treated myself to Ben and Jerry’s ice cream with hot fudge. Delicious.
During my three days of librarian school in Boston, I was waiting in line and carrying one of these bags and the woman behind me recognized the Kienow’s name asked if I was from Portland. It turned out she went to Gresham High School and we had a lovely chat. Today, that same Kienow’s location is a New Seasons, but I will always remember running over there to pick up some milk for my grandmother. I sometimes wonder where that Gresham High School turned Librarian is today.
*side note: I remember these bags costing something like $4.95 apiece. That seems crazy now that you can buy Fred Meyer reusable bags for $0.89. Of course, I think the canvas shopping bags are much nicer, but still. Demand in action! Economics, baby!
It is rare that I see a movie without knowing anything about it–Howard’s End comes to mind, but nothing else. However, my mother and I had an Ikea trip planned, and then we went to dinner and this movie. It was a movie-for-the-masses, but fun, and fairly well done.
ps. Oh-my-gosh, until I grabbed the poster I forgot about the “two Taylors” in this. They were hilarious!
From the depths of my inbox–clearly the resolution is going well–clipped from the paper at some indeterminate time:
When I walk into my kitchen today, I am not alone…We bring fathers and mothers and kitchen tables, and every meal we have ever eaten. Food is never just food. It’s also a way of getting at something else: who we are, who we have been, and who we want to be.
