Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
I'm shedding tears right now for those of you who missed this show last Friday night. I'm still on a post-concert high. If you have not checked this album out before, do it now (Of Montreal "Hissing Fauna: Are you the Destroyer); it's not too late--you can still ride the cool wave of awesomeness. BTW, I think I'm in love with Kevin Barnes--Don't tell Matt.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Matt and I recently borrowed the entire season of Freaks and Geeks, a short-lived tv series from 1999, produced by Judd Apatow (of Forty-year old Virgin, Knocked up, fame). The show follows the lives of a handful of fictional Michigan high school students. It is so skillfully written and acted that I often find myself chuckling (or cringing) in self-recognition from my own high school experiences.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Because my call schedule is different every week, it is impossible to have much of a routine. Housecleaning always seems to be the first casualty of my busy schedule. This time I really let things go too far: dust bunnies lurking in every corner, laundry piled high above the basket, and at least a month of grime in the bathroom. Yesterday I rolled up my sleeves and decided to reside in filth no longer. I worked all day, scrubbing, vacuuming and polishing. It is amazing what cleanliness can do for the psyche; I now feel so much less stressed out about work things that are screaming for my attention. I know I won't be able to maintain this de-cluttered existence, but I'll enjoy it for a few days and then the cycle will happen all over again.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
I felt close to my Mema this morning as I baked her famous whole wheat bread. I even used her old tin, two-cup measure to measure out the wheat flour. We'll be eating it tonight with homemade chicken noodle soup. I love having something useful of hers in my everyday chores to remind me of her.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
While Matt and I were in NYC last week we made a special trip to Madison Square Park to eat at the Shake Shack. Matt and I had read rave reviews about this burger stand since we left NYC three years ago, and Matt, being a self-proclaimed burger conniseur, has often lamented how we missed the opening of this place by a month. We stopped by on a chilly Sunday afternoon and the line wasn't too long. It was so delicious and definitely exceeded expectations!