>>> I have been exhausted lately. Work is busy, winter is dull, my dreams are bizarre.
>>> So much of what I do revolves around library/libraries/librarians.
>>> I wonder how many people think "nonfiction" means "not true." It's a common mistake.
>>> Sometimes my ego enjoys being tickled. For example, being evaluated as a saint after teaching a very challenging class (two hours of 16 people asking 16 different questions about digital photography, computers, cameras, email, etc.).
>>> Cooking is such a relief. This month's experiments: lots of artisan bread, Judith Jones's boeuf bourguignon and apple tart, potato/leek/bacon/clam chowder, breaded mustard chicken, other treats I'm forgetting. Speaking of treats, the Two Fat Ladies make me very curious about British cuisine...and pretty much every other sort of cuisine.
>>> Also, much of my recent pleasure reading/watching has been centered around food and the food industry:
• Dishwasher by Pete Jordan
• Waiter Rant by Steve Dublanica
• Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain
• Julie and Julia by Julie Powell
• My Year of Meats by Ruth Ozeki
• Spain...On the Road Again
• Two Fat Ladies
>>> Not only food, but travel and the West. Despite grad school, I have been able to read a surprising number of fun books. Audiobooks help, because I can listen while cooking, eating and cleaning. My apartment has actually been cleaner, because it's a good excuse not to do homework. It's much easier to justify not doing homework if I'm cooking or cleaning. Those are essential things. I must eat. I must have clean dishes, clean clothes and swept floors.
>>> Winter is when I seem to plan vacations. I will be heading to San Diego in April for a friend's wedding, and to Montreal in August for my brother's wedding (even though he's already been married for a year — really, it will just be a party). There should also be several camping and backpacking trips wedged in between. The two-week January thaw is leading me to think that spring is just around the corner. When in fact spring arrives in late May, following several months of fluctuations (snow, rain, wind, melt, more snow) and followed directly by summer. But I think I love Wyoming. Maybe not Casper, particularly, but Wyoming, certainly.
Howdy, we went to the Banff Mt. Film Festival last night. Always exciting and entertaining. Remember the gorilla film from our first ever Banff Festival at the Fox? You'll be in the wild soon enough. xxoo
Posted by: mom | 2010.01.27 at 10:47 AM