Saturday, September 30, 2006
Molly was freaked, then excited and curious, then scared and whiney, then exhausted and limp. She spent her first 5 hours in her litter box. Just sitting and glaring. She has made two noble voyages into the den (right next to the laundry room, where her box is) but is sticking to closet corners and under furniture. I expect she will start really exploring late tonight.
I was able to say that all of our things made it in one piece, but Ben just knocked over a box, breaking a couple serving dishes. Eh, I expect a little damage, so we're still doing pretty good.
Oh, I wish I could take this week off work! So much to do . . . but at least we're here on lovely little Quail street.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Sorry no pictures to upload. I have a few, but lack the motivation. Moving feels like your life is on hold.
Monday, September 18, 2006
Ben convinced me to go out to Mexican food tonight, instead of cooking another meal from old pantry items (cleaning out the kitchen). Later.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Nouvelle Vague is a French band that plays covers of New Wave songs, like The Cure, Depeche Mode, and The Clash. Two guys redo the musical arrangements in bossa nova style. Then they recruit a variety of female vocalists. Last night there were two singers, both fantastic.
The show was energetic, well staged and rehearsed, but at the same time you knew there was a lot of improvisation going on. The girls donned unique, smart dresses with killer shoes (seriously, I covet the accordion player's black Mary Jane pumps) and showed a flagrant love of stockings (black stockings with a white and green dress?? Love it!). The men weren't shabby either; the bassists' white ruffled pirate shirt seeming oddly appropriate.
Ah but the music. Easily my favorite band these days. I'm a sucker for distinctive, throaty, honey feminine vocals, such as Dido, Sarah Nixey, and Frou Frou. Combine that with some of my favorite 80s pop music and blend in a smooth danceable beat. I loved the singers' floaty, arm waving choreography, very 60s pop. Despite the medium-sized crowd they kept the energy up and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
All I know is I can move into my house really really soon. Like in 1 1/2 weeks soon. Eeep! This is probably a better change for Ben than for me. My whining and pining and planning neurotic details of furniture arrangements, future improvements and purchases, and scheduling for moving has been cut. For example, I've been mapping garden plans. In October. For a house I don't live in yet. (And the only past gardening success I've known is a couple window boxes of petunias, of which I should have gotten the bushel kind instead of the trailing kind. But that doesn't stop me.)
But soon I'll be there!
Oh, in case your wondering: chives, thyme, rosemary, mint, and parsley under the kitchen window, lavender by the entrance, Lilac bush in the corner, clematis on one trellis, morning glory on the other, nasturtiums in the front with geraniums in the window boxes. The following season add tulips, irises, narcissus, and crocus. Ground cover yet to be determined and maybe a potted japanese maple. In my dreams, I know. :-)
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Indian spiced yellow squash fritters
Red bean side dish, I forgot what the recipe was called. Not that great, dal would have been better but I was short on time.
Oh, so good! 3/4 lb of Tillamook chedder went into this baked noodle and broccoli casserole. I ran out of white flour, and had to use whole wheat to make the roux. It worked just as well and gave the sauce a heartier texture and flavor.
Spicy pepper and tomato tortilla soup. Way too spicy for me, I could barely finish it.
A Lebanese dish from my Mediterranean cookbook. Chickpeas, garlic, onions, tomatoes, and eggplant are simmered with cumin, cinnamon, and coriander. Served on basmati rice with a cucumber salad.
Ice cream sandwiches. Ben is enjoying the traditional two cookie model, while Brian is topping little cookies baked in a muffin tin.