Monday, December 9, 2019

dabbles in the kitchen


How have I never heard of garlic confit? Made it yesterday afternoon and am looking forward to using it this week.


Inspired by a niece's school project of making fresh butter, I decided to try it myself. After wayyyyyy too long in shaking a jar of salted cream, I am grateful that I don't have to churn my own butter


A student just returned from her first trip to London and brought me some nice little tea bags.

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

tis the season of something


When your festive cookie cutters are giving you the side eye with a baleful 'tude and you're too tired to be bothered with cookies? Cute eggs for breakfast is the answer!



A student returned from a visit home to Mexico and brought us all little bottle of quince magic. With the day it was at work, be amazed that it's still sealed. Reading some poetry tonight with dinner and found one of my seasonal favs:


A little girl is singing for the faithful to come ye
Joyful and triumphant, a song she loves,
And also the partridge in a pear tree
And the golden rings and the turtle doves.
In the dark streets, red lights and green and blue
Where the faithful live, some joyful, some troubled,
Enduring the cold and also the flu,
Taking the garbage out and keeping the sidewalk shoveled.
Not much triumph going on here—and yet
There is much we do not understand.
And my hopes and fears are met
In this small singer holding onto my hand.
           Onward we go, faithfully, into the dark
           And are there angels hovering overhead? Hark.


"December" by Gary Johnson. Used with permission of the poet.



Tuesday, December 3, 2019

pithy


My favorite little peanut reindeer (circa mid-80s) is now hanging on my little tree.


Dazzling.


As I was perusing the pages of the Sunday paper, there was some ad with the tag line: "We're not here for good enough." That thought is lolling about in my head as I figure out what 2020 could bring.

Monday, December 2, 2019

so, this is Christmas


Still enjoying the vestiges of this plague, so I thought I'd get out my tree over the weekend for some cheer. When I plugged it in, only the bottom strand of lights was working.  I went to the one market that I can walk to and they had no lights. On Sunday, since I had to fill my car's tank with petrol, I forced myself into a Target.

In the cavernerous store, there was ONE box of white lights left. They were fancy twinkling ones (which I generaly hate), but it was that, or violet ones. (which, yes, would be pretty but all my ornaments are red/gold).

Brought them home, draped them around the tree and plugged everything in.

And now BOTH sets of lights are working, so I have a yellow/non-LCD and the new ones.

Maybe tonight I'll be inspired enough to put some ornaments on there as well.

Saturday, November 30, 2019

le mystere


Thanks to the mystery person who sent this gorgeous silk scarf to me today. A stylish way to say good-bye to November.

Friday, November 29, 2019

feasted


A proud Trader's turkey watched our luncheon yesterday.


A festive little fellow by my plate.


Honestly don't know why we bother with any other foods, when all we truly want is hot lefse.


The design created by my 'phew.

Wednesday, November 27, 2019

liminality


Since I sound like Death's Assistant, our boss treated us to lunch today and sent us all home at noon.


Blissed out by being home, in my jammies, and slicing/dicing things for tomorrow's (and days after) feasting.


Yesterday, I meant to blog about the kindness of strangers, but came home rather cranky after the day. So, here's the goodness that did occur from an email that I sent:

Dropped my car off this morning. As I sound like Death's Admin, the guy handed me some Cold-Ez lozenges. Then, he worked out some discounts ($15 off for my bday). He also told me there's a Goodyear credit card for sitch like this. WHY has no one ever told me about this before????? You have six months with no interest. There's a 7 day waiting period, but it might kick in for the next round of repairs.

And then? Even though there is a bus stop directly outside the shop and it's a gorgeous crisp day, they insisted on driving me to the Metro. Then, my Metro card was out, but on the train side of the gates, it's cash only to refill (which is the stupidest method ever, because what travelers carry cash?) and the clerk opened a side gate so I could use the real machines to refill my card.




May your potatoes be fluffy, your pies be flaky-crusted, and your heart calm with gratitude.

Oh. And may your pants be stretchy!

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

really not impressed


with the first week of fifty. Things at work are in chaos, the flu/sinus something has settled into me, and the car went into the shop for the first of many repairs.


But I had a gorgeous walk from the Metro to work.


And I gave myself a few moments away from ledgers, spreadsheets, and transcripts to decorate my desk.


Came home to the restorative powers of a perfect loaf of bread, which mostly will become dressing for Thanksgiving dinner.


But for tonight, it became garlic/chive/butter/pecarino toasts.
Bon appetit.

Monday, November 25, 2019

the birthday goodness continues


My lil sis also had a milestone birthday last week!


My boss knows that I love Anthropologie and hot beverages, so she gifted me with this vintage-looking mug today.


At least I have a pretty sky to look at while sitting in bleeping traffic.


The rest of today's gift. Must dig out my new cookbook and see what I can whip up.

Friday, November 22, 2019

shapes & shadows


It's been a rather insane work week, so doubly glad to see it winding down.


The birthday cards continue to arrive~filling the end of my day with good cheer.


Beautiful November.

Thursday, November 21, 2019

yo-yoing


Always tough to go back to work after a holiday~and today's traffic didn't help that. Surprised that my emails weren't crazier, but if there had been another 6 in that icon, I would not have opened them. 


Some snarky pencils from a colleague (one who disappeared mid-day with no explanation. Ended up filing a missing person's report with the police by EOB. Turns out her meds had been changed and she remembers nothing of this day. We are all relieved that she drove safely somewhere and slept. V. exciting to have to call someone's emergency numbers and ask if they know where the person is.)


Beautiful bracelet from Adriana~while she didn't make it, she told me that it's traditional Colombian beading.

Truffles and these fun mugs from another colleague~one who does not of this blog! I was thrilled to find joyeux.

Maybe my new hat needs to celebrate my next year in France?

Wednesday, November 20, 2019

that moment when


a friend sends you a hat so marvelous, that you must grab your passport and take the jaunty bow on a trip.


Wait. What? I have to go to work. Bah.

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

feet on the ground


Pretty much the perfect birthday~a bit of sleeping in, shopping at Trader's, lunch with my favorite blondes (the littlest niece also has black suede boots), the briefest of naps while my middle niece watched a movie, and then dinner with the entire family.


A present with googly eyes!!!!


Five new wishes.


The 'phew was introduced to spray whipped cream tonight, so he had to serve everyone. Hilarity.


Came home to many cards in the mail and a plethora of wishes from students/friends from around the world. And best of all, this quote from a card:


"I still have my feet on the ground,
I just wear better shoes."

~Oprah Winfrey

Here's to Act II.