Glasses-wearing. Warm. Hair straightening. Chip-eating. Procrastinating. Cold. Musical. Funny. Lotion-lathering. Laughable. Sun shining. Wind howling. Letter writing. Chatting. Busy. Mail delivering. Walking. Quiet. Dull. Sprinkler spraying. Beautiful. Book reading. Ring wearing. Fantastic. Piano playing. Typing. Running. Baking. Delivery. Blogging. Amazing. Perfect. Sleepy. Library visiting. Family visiting. Friend calling. Quick. Fortunate. Wonderful. Glorious.
Today is a day.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Someday I'll be pregnant. Pregnant women have cravings, right? I just hope, with everything I have, that I crave strawberries. I love strawberries. Beautiful, ripe, red, sweet strawberries. I bought some from Smith's last night, and they are lovely. I love strawberries.
Monday, May 10, 2010
This is my year.
I am officially two decades old. Twenty years. This is a big deal (to me, anyway).
My parents are constantly telling me things like, "Take every opportunity to enjoy yourself," "Life's too short to be unhappy," and "Today is the first day of the rest of your life."
Why don't I listen to them? This is my year. I'll gain some wisdom and start following their advice.
I'm going to wear my hair curly. I'm going to go to concerts by myself, and dance like a crazy person. I'm going to paint my toenails. I'm going to run until I pass out. I'm going to laugh at nothing. I'm going to stay up late reading a good book, just because I can. I'm going to learn how to do new things; cook and bake, decorate, paint, sew. I want to make a quilt. I want to crochet. I want to learn how to change the oil in a car and replace a clutch.
I might even try sky diving. I'm going to talk to strangers. Get out of my comfort zone. Out of my shell. I'm going to watch movies and listen to music. I'm going to discover who I am again. It seems I've forgotten.
I'm a year older, and determined to be wiser. No more sitting back and watching my life pass me by. No more being afraid. No more looking back. Look ahead, I'll tell me. Don't look at the past. Do reminisce. Do learn from mistakes. But don't regret. I've spent too much time regretting and wondering, "What if?"
Life is too short for that. I don't have time to wonder. I only have time to live and learn. Laugh and love. Be crazy. Be silly. Dream. Think. See. Do.
This is MY year.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
I've been in a cooking mood lately. Wontons, tortellini, tomato soup... I've been to the grocery store at least 4 times this week. My hotmail inbox is filled with recipes I've looked up and sent myself. Fortunately, everything has been a success.
Except my tomato soup. I used organic tomato juice, heavy cream, and some spices. I forgot that usually tomato soup is sweetened. Whoops. It was beautiful, too. A lovely little bowl of tomato soup (complete with a chunk of cheese melting at the bottom) sitting next to a lovely little grilled cheese sandwich. I picked up my spoon and took a sip of soup. Nasty. I ended up dumping it all down the drain. Later it occurred to me that I could've added some honey or something and it probably would've been fine. Slow brain.
Tonight was a success, though. I bought some wonton wrappers, bok choy, mushrooms, and carrots. I carefully chopped up the vegetables and loaded them into the wrappers, closing them up tight. They steamed for about 25-30 minutes. And they...were...bee-yootiful! I probably should've steamed 'em a little longer, but I got too excited. I set them in a little dish and poured some soy sauce over them. Dee-licious. Oh man. I'm going to have to experiment with those. I wonder what else I could put in them? I've had them with ground turkey, but lately I've been leaning away from the meats. If you have any ideas, please let me know. The checker at Smith's suggested cream cheese and crab meat. And I'm thinking, "Uh, ew, gag me, please." Yeah. No.
My next adventure will be tomorrow night - vegetarian stir fry. Tofu, snow peas, carrots, onions, peppers, etc. I'm excited and terrified all at the same time! I certainly hope it turns out. Stay tuned.
That is all.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Once upon a time I went on a date. And then another. And another. And another. All these dates certainly were with very different boys (I use the word "boys," although they were all over the age of 22), however they all had a similar fault: each failed to walk me from the car, to the front door.
This might not seem such a big deal to some, but to me it's a major issue. Has common courtesy and gentlemanly behavior ceased to be an important and necessary characteristic in men? Is it now acceptable to overlook substandard dating etiquette? Are there any men left that are actually aware of the little unwritten rules of dating? I certainly haven't found any in quite a long time. I am astonished at the behavior of some of the returned missionary, college student "men" out there, and I'm even more shocked that they even need a reminder of how to treat a girl on a date. Especially a first date. I believe there is a standard that is not being met.
Whether the date is casual between friends or more serious, certain actions will score major brownie points with the girls. Ready for your refresher course, men?
Walk your woman to the door. Don't drop her off at the curb. Don't leave her at the Trax station (especially at midnight in the middle of a big city). Show some respect. Take her to the front door and make sure she's safely inside before taking off. Failing to do so shows a complete lack of concern for her feelings and safety. I've officially made a personal rule that if a guy won't walk me to my door, he won't get a second date. Enough is enough.
Make the effort to talk to your date. A first date is awkward enough. Don't make it even more uncomfortable by forcing us to sit in silence. I can't tell you how many times I've been stuck squirming in my seat because the one-word answers to my desperate attempts at conversation wouldn't stop. Don't put yourselves (and us) through that. Speak!
Another huge concern is the dreaded appearance of your ex-girlfriend. Ready for this? If she shows up, it's probably best to avoid sulking in a dark corner with her while the rest of the group runs around playing laser tag. That is guaranteed to not score you another date. And we'll probably be less than civil towards you if we catch a glimpse of you two in that secluded corner.
Yet another point: let us know what you're planning ahead of time. If it's a "surprise," at least let us know some of the details. We wouldn't want to show up for a hike dressed in a skirt or sandals. Be reasonable.
These are just a few of the simple guidelines that guys should already be aware of. Yes, it seems like a lot. Girls have rules, too. We just tend to remember them. Be a man. Men who have been dating for years shouldn't need to be reminded of these little rules. It's rather distressing to me that guys in their 20s are still having problems with this. Step it up a little. Earn some points in our book. We'll appreciate your assiduity and in return we'll be more inclined to like you. A little respect and courtesy goes a long way.
That is all.