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8 Random Things

August 17, 2007

There has been no food this week. No time for cooking. We’ve been subsisting off toast and brie and white wine over here as Crystal frantically packed her entire life in preparation for a move to Spain that, well, hasn’t quite happened yet. Talk about being in limbo–she’s just waiting for the Spanish Consulate to approve her visa. She had to cancel her Thursday afternoon flight and there is still a vast amount of uncertainty about when she will be able to move. This week has been busy and overwhelming and not a little emotionally exhausting, so frankly, I haven’t been anywhere near an unprepared food product.

To make it up to you, oh faithful readers, I’ll play a little game. My old coworker, who writes excellent and entertaining bits over at Must Be Motherhood, passed along this meme: Share eight random things about yourself. Well ok.

8. I own a pair of shoes I’ve never, ever worn but can’t bring myself to throw away. They are beautiful but so uncomfortable that even slipping them on for a second hurts. Walking around in them is unimaginable. They’ve been in my closet now for seven years. I don’t  know why I still have them.

7. I love photographs of my hands. When I was young and dreamed of being a photographer I took a whole series of photographs of my hands. I find them strangely compelling.

6. I’ve probably only read about 60 percent of the 500+ books I own. And I keep books I didn’t even really like that much. I always claim it’s because they might be useful for a paper someday.  (And, like my former coworker, I can’t stop reading a book once I’ve started, even if I don’t like it. It does feel morally wrong!)

5. I am usually starving when I wake up in the morning, now matter how late I ate the night before. And I mean starving. Stomach shouting in protest, near-nausea, weak, and inevitably grumpy starving. That is about the only time of day I am ever that hungry.

4. I am much more of a traditionalist than I ever thought I’d be.

3. My family (all 57 million members of the extended version included) mean the world to me. The hardest thing about living in Boston is being far away from them. I sometimes have a hard time understanding people who aren’t close to their families.

2. I never thought I was a gym person, and in fact almost never exercised when I was younger. Now, if I don’t go four or five times a week I feel antsy and unwell. I have no idea how this happened.

1. I have a hard time admitting that I want to move back to California. I didn’t want to be that girl, but I just miss it too much.

Well, that was fun. And in turn? I’m passing it along to the few people I know who read this blog on a regular basis: Lisa, Brilynn, Mr. X, and Miss Crystal (now that you have a blog of your own, it’s time you joined in the fun and games).

I promise I’ll start cooking again this week, once the house is cleaned and there’s time for a grocery store trip again. Once I’ve slept.

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. August 17, 2007 1:39 pm

    oh god, i am blessed to have found this blog. followed the meme links from me to must be motherhood to you, you see. get me to a kitchen!

  2. August 17, 2007 3:55 pm

    Ha. I have a pair of shoes just like that! Mine are not exactly beautiful though: red patent leather flats with tire-tread-like soles. They kill.

  3. Mom permalink
    August 22, 2007 10:10 pm

    I have missed reading about your kitchen/shopping adventures. I suspect that your life may become a bit overwhelming in the next couple of months and you’ll have less time in the kitchen. Dad and I wish the best for you.

  4. August 23, 2007 12:58 pm

    I will get to it soon! I’ve done a few of them so it’ll take me a while to think of 8 new things to reveal.

  5. Nonni permalink
    August 23, 2007 5:13 pm

    Where, oh where are you baby girl? I am missing you and your posts. I know that there are huge changes happening for you right now but know that we are still here. After (and during) some of the most difficult times of my life my kitchen has always brought me comfort. The smells, the feel, the rituals always make me feel better. Hoping they will do the same for you.

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