This weekend I'm taking an early birthday trip with my sister and some friends to Atchison, Kansas, a town which is known for being haunted - and having a very nice shopping district. We're staying at a bed and breakfast in an old mansion that's supposedly haunted, although you'd never know it by the B&B's website.
Most of the time I'd tell you that I'm an extreme skeptic. On the other hand, the house where I grew up seemed haunted to me. When I was a kid, I'd frequently wake up thinking I saw someone standing in the corner of my room. I'd lunge for the light switch and turn it on, only to find...nothing.
After I moved out, I'd sometimes have to come by to feed the animals while my mom was out on the road with her band. It completely freaked me out to be there after dark and I'd turn on every light in the entire house. I've never felt that way about any other place I've lived.
So that's my haunting experience to date. In fact, I wrote a song about it. Like to hear it? Here it goes: Haunted.
On Sunday, I cooked and baked. That's pretty much all I did.
I got up and baked banana bread and started a batch of French bread rising at the same time. After that, I cooked six hard-boiled eggs and a pound of small shell noodles for a batch of tuna noodle salad I was bringing to a Ronald McDonald House later in the day.
When my husband woke up, I made scrambled eggs and bacon. It was too soon to have the fresh bread with it, so I just made regular toast.
We spent the afternoon just hanging out, watching a little TV and surfing the net. I kept thinking I should go to the greenhouse and get some plants, but it was too far away and too hot outside.
Before I dropped off the tuna salad and one of the loaves of bread, I took a couple of chicken breasts out of the freezer and marinated them in white wine, garlic, Worcestershire sauce and olive oil. When I got home, I put them on the barbecue grill and began roasting green beans and walnuts in the oven with olive oil. I served the beans with a dressing made from red wine vinegar, olive oil, lemon juice, thinly sliced red onions, oregano and garlic, and garnished them with feta cheese. It's my favorite way to serve green beans; I was afraid I'd made too much, but my husband and I ate a whole plateful. (Update: I'll throw a I've put the photo and the recipe up on Flickr herewhen I have more time.)
Today I'm bringing my usual fruit and yogurt parfait for breakfast and I've made myself two sandwiches for lunch with the French bread. I'll also take most of the banana bread into the office to share.
How was your weekend? Did you do anything more exciting than cooking and eating?
Let me just say that you know you're ready for the weekend when you wake up on Friday morning more tired than when you went to bed. I could use a couple of nights without long, crazy dreams, too.
I'm swamped with work this week and looking forward to some weekend R&R. I don't have anything actually scheduled (except yoga class tomorrow morning), so I should be able to get some much-needed rest.
Hubby is getting noticeably better. When he smiles, he has a The-Grinch-as-drawn-by-Chuck-Jones curl on the Bell's Palsy side of his mouth. He says he's not even noticing any trouble eating or drinking anymore. Best of all, he seems more open to eating healthier and checking his blood sugar more often, which I hope continues after he's finished with his Bell's Palsy meds.
That's it for me today. I need to fix my hair and head out the door to meet with my usual Friday morning coffee group (herbal tea for me these days, but it's the thought that counts). Have a great weekend!
I woke up this morning with work stuff running through my head. This has been an extremely busy week so far and it shows no signs of letting up.
As long as I was in 6 a.m. accomplishment mode, I decided it was time to catch up on the household finances. I paid our utility and medical bills, renewed my car license tags and Costco membership, and resubscribed to Archaeology magazine. Only one of my bills was late.
I still need to book my flight for BlogHer, but first I have to check in with my roomie, Suebob, to double-check when she's planning to arrive in Chicago. There's no hurry - I think I'm fine as long as I book by the end of June.
I'm hoping that today's the day I get caught up on all of my late work projects, including the dreaded timesheets. I have enough hours in that I could take advantage of our company's summer hours program and leave at noon tomorrow. I usually don't bother, but I'm so fried this week that it's starting to sound like a really good idea.
Tonight: A Costco run for strawberries and blackberries and a few hours of work at my dad's office. It just doesn't stop, does it?
World Sauntering Day is a day to saunter here and there, wherever you go.
You can spend your life walking through life, jogging through life, or being
dragged through life. But life is far more enjoyable if you saunter through it. It's doubly true if you saunter with a friend or loved one.
Sauntering is not a walk, jog, trot, or run. Sauntering is a form of
strolling. Sauntering is a very casual, yet stylish, form of movement from point A to Point B. The dictionary defines sauntering as walking along slowly, happily and aimlessly. Now, doesn't this sound like a grand way to get around?
On World Sauntering Day, practice your sauntering technique. Saunter
everywhere you go.
Not much to report from this weekend. I did a really difficult yoga class on Saturday morning (handstands!) and spent the evening hanging out by a friend's pool without actually swimming. I was going to take my niece to see "Nancy Drew," but I couldn't reach her grandmother to set it up. Perhaps this weekend...
On Sunday, I lazed around the house all day, finished "Reading Lolita in Tehran," which I'd started on Friday evening, and read almost all of "Absurdistan." There was quite a lot of napping involved as well. I didn't get dressed until it was evening and time to take my dad out to dinner for Father's Day. Cagey is having a Reading Lolita virtual book club starting tomorrow. You don't have to have read the book to join in, so stop by and check it out.
Today I had an unwelcome work break in the late morning to get a complete physical. Thanks to my approaching milestone birthday, I was subjected to even more indignities than usual and I have a prescription for yet another undesirable test once my b-day comes and goes. I also got a combined tetanus/whooping cough shot that's making my arm really sore.
Tonight I'm fixing Pork Tenderloin with Curried Fruit Sauce and the whole house smells wonderful. I can't wait until it's done. I was scheduled to have a massage tonight, but I failed to put it on my calendar and didn't realize I had an appointment until it was too late. Sigh.
My husband is feeling optimistic about his Bell's Palsy recovery. He thinks he's having an easier time talking today. He had a gig at a church yesterday and the whole congregation prayed for him, so I'm sure he'll think that's what's helping. Hey, whatever works.
So that's my life up to this moment. After dinner: a trip to the music store with our guitarist to try out different distortion pedals. Make the fun stop!
Thank you to everyone who left an encouraging comment yesterday. My husband is getting used to having his eye taped closed and he should be able to return to working in the studio tomorrow. Today he's going to his doctor to touch base about the Bell's Palsy and some other health issues he's been having and he's confident that he can drive himself (with the eye untaped, of course).
I felt bad about leaving him all alone and bored yesterday, so I cancelled my evening plans and cooked dinner for us. We watched "You, Me and Dupree," which my husband had TiVo'ed. Meh. After the hilarity of "Knocked Up," which we saw last weekend, my tolerance for unfunnyness is low.
Tonight I have a long-overdue appointment to have my hair colored and cut. I got highlights last time around but I'm not feeling 'em this year. I've decided to go back to all-over dark brown, at least for a while. It's a pain to maintain because of the grey hairs, but I can deal with it. I'm very tempted to have the hair stylist bleach one lock and dye it electric blue, but I think I'll wait until my next appointment.
On a completely unrelated note, if any of you are McSweeney's fans, now is a good time to go shopping on their site. They're having financial problems due to the bankruptcy of their distributor, and their solution is to have a big sale to try to boost their revenue. I bought a couple of sets of books that I'd been eyeing for a while. I already know who I want to give them to, so I might end up buying more just to have them on hand for later.
That's all I've got for now. Have a lovely Thursday (can you even believe it's Thursday already?).