November 4th, 2009
It may feel as if others are talking behind your back, but your own tendency to keep secrets could be fueling your fantasies. Whether or not there is any gossip about you now really isn't the issue, for you cannot control what anyone else says. But your reaction to the current situation does have an immediate impact, so it's advisable to keep your side of all communications clear. Respond to what you truly know and not what you only imagine. - Tarot.com
Holy crap is that right. I think I just had some major breakthroughs with the whole exes situation.
It sort of feels good to take the weight off your own shoulders. It also feels good to admit that just because you love someone doesn't make them right for you.
October 1st, 2009
Being closer to someone you admire is an attractive idea, but today thoughts of love are more complex than usual. Even if you believe that you know what you're doing, things feel different once you swing into action. You might change your mind and withdraw emotionally as soon as you get in touch with your vulnerability. Remember, it's better to develop intimacy slowly rather than jumping in with both feet before checking to see how deep the water is now. - Tarot.com
Somehow I have found myself in a confusing, but not all too unfamiliar place, with a person who makes me feel confused and unfamiliar with my surroundings.
September 29th, 2009
|08:49 pm - Looking forward and trying (very hard) to let go of the past|
It's challenging to jump into new projects and activities when you haven't completed the previous ones. You have been patiently waiting as you mapped out your autumn calendar. Now fall is here and you are finally ready to go. Don't hold back. Share what's been on your mind recently with those closest to you and take a small step toward living the life that you have been dreaming about. - Tarot.com
want to do will do this season:
- guitar lessons
- new exercise regiment
- new ceramics workshops
September 23rd, 2009
|02:08 am - Vegas is like Bizarro Disneyland|
I have tons of derisive things to say about the experience so far, but I'll have to get to that at a later date. Right now, I will just relay a random, very Vegas fact:
I saw (at least) two hookers with their johns today. One was in this crazy gold/black faux-animal-print tube dress that was practically lacquered onto her body. It was frightening how tight it was. She was thin, but she looked like she was at least 45 (and I mean an old 45, not a Hollywood, gorgeous sort of 45). In some weird cosmic example of humor, she was in the bar where we were attending a "Women in E-commerce party".
The other hooker I saw was this Asian woman (30ish) in a little pink school-girl tweed skirt with a belly-baring sweater that was mostly not buttoned. Not exactly the kind of thing one would wear out generally speaking. She was with an older gentleman who was guiding her to the elevator, just in front of me as I headed in that direction. Her outfit called so much attention to her that I looked down at her feet, pretty readily expecting hooker platforms or thigh high boots. Shockingly, they were just tacky white high-heeled sandals. Not quite as bad as I expected. So they rode up the elevator with me and some other people; no one said anything when they left, but you could tell that everything was silently exhaling "Hooker!" when the pair exited.
Alright, more from tacky tackyland soon.
Current Location: Las Vegas
Current Mood: full
September 14th, 2009
|07:51 am - Rooftop Gardening|
I've been doing a bit of gardening this summer. Nothing too special, just planted some tomato plants, sugar snap pea plants (left), and zucchini plants. It's the first time I've actually tried to grow things from seed, so it's pretty exciting. The zukes are flowering currently, but with all this weird New York weather, who knows if they will actually produce veggies. The tomato plants (yes, I know, planted on the late side) are just flowering now, and the sugar snap peas don't seem to be doing anything but growing like nuts.
As mentioned in an earlier post, I also bought some herbs that have been growing pretty well. I've already made lots of sauces and sautees with the thyme, rosemary, and basil. I've also made a nice walnut pesto with the basil and, of course, the rosemary cookies.
Hopefully sometime soon, I should have more to report.
Current Location: my apartment
September 13th, 2009
|07:29 pm - A Journey Through Beer|
I remember the first time my dad let me try a sip of his frosty yellow beer in its frosty glass. We used to keep glass mugs in the fridge for the express purpose of drinking beer (and for me and Tim, root beer). One year, we even bought a special Christmas tree-festooned flagon for my father's personal use. That one was just for Dad.
Back to the beer. I was probably in my early teens, and it was dinner time with the family. I had asked, "What does beer taste like?" My liberal, alcohol-enjoying parents, were happy to let me have a little sip. Always best to let kids experience life for themselves, I think is what they generally believe in. My first reaction to the beer was that it was terribly bitter and just about the most awful drink on earth. Why on earth would anyone want to drink such a thing?
Of course, now in my mid-twenties, beer has become a part of the everyday. After all, one has to learn to tolerate the taste of beer if one is to survive college, where beer pong, drinking games, etc. are part of the landscapes. Furthermore, beer is by far the cheapest of the alcoholic drinks at bars, so when one is young and frugal and on the town, one will inevitably learn to drink beers and generally get used to its taste.
I no longer notice the terrible bitterness of most beers, as I did with my first sip (Becks), and now, I have gotten to the point where I have actually picked up a couple of favorites.
Requisite picks for my beer-drinking experience are Pilsner Urquell (which still reminds me of coolest guy at Harvard Square when I was 16, Dan B.), Stella Artois (introduced to me by Al's former boyfriend, and at the time, "older, wiser, beer connoisseur" Isaac), and Kronenberg (first tried in Paris, with Lauren, how could one not fall for this beer in the city of lights?).
With my latest roof party past, I have been left with quite the sampling of beers in my fridge from various party guests, and I've decided to try them and keep track of what I like and don't like, in the hopes that someday I will actually understand what it is that I want out of a good beer. So far I've tried Brooklyn Lager, Brooklyn Pennant Ale, Sam Adams Summer Ale, Sam Adams Boston Lager, Magic Hat #9, and Brooklyn Brown Ale. I still haven't tried the Budweiser American Ale (I'm a tad snobbish), but it's on my to-do list.
Current Location: my apartment
September 12th, 2009
|01:49 pm - Experiments with Roof-Grown Herbs|
As you might have noticed if you follow me on Twitter or see on my Facebook feed, I have been gardening on my roof since mid-summer. In addition to the sugar snap peas, tomatoes, and zucchini plants that I have been growing from seed, I have some herbs that I bought from the Union Square Greenmarket so that I would have something right away to work with.
While I'm now on my second batch of zucchini flowers, the rest of my plants aren't to flower yet, so the herbs have been the majority of my rooftop cooking contribution. I've made pastas and pestos with the rosemary, thyme, and basil.
Today, in honor of Alex's birthday, I wanted to make something special. I wanted to bake cookies. At first I considered. Then I decided to get adventurous. Taking the basic dough recipe of my favorite snickerdoodles recipe, I made some adjustments and came out with some really lovely, slightly savory cookies.
Here is the recipe:
Set your oven to 350 degrees to preheat.
4 Tbsp unsalted butter
1 Tbsp finely chopped fresh rosemary
1/3 C brown sugar
1/3 C cane or plain white sugar
1/2 tsp vanilla
2 Tbsp orange juice
1 3/4 C all-purpose flour
1 Tbsp cornstarch
1/2 tsp baking soda
As with all recipes, you want to lay things out so that refrigerated items can come to room temperature to make them easier to work with.
Start by creaming the butter with the rosemary in a medium bowl. The herbs. will infuse the entire dish with its rosemary-goodness. Once well-creamed and smooth, add both types of sugar into the bowl and combine until consistent. Add the egg and combine. Add the vanilla and the orange juice and combine.
In a separate bowl, combine the flour, cornstarch, baking soda, and salt, making sure they're well blended. Add them to the wet ingredients and combine. The dough will be sticky.
Use your tablespoon to dole out little balls onto a cookie sheet (lined with foil, parchment, or one of those non-stick French pad things).
Makes 12 - 18 cookies.
Current Location: my apartment
Current Mood: calm
September 7th, 2009
|09:46 pm - Labor Day Delish|
This weekend has been really fun. Saturday, Al and I went to Warm Up at PS1 -- it's my fourth year going, and every year, I find it really interesting to see what the Young Architects Program choose for the space. The exhibits inside were also quite interesting; there was a den of B-horror films that made me think of a sex club, and of course there was the pool installation that you could see from both above and below the water, and really did look like a very convincing pool. After enjoying the courtyard, some food and drink, and the museum itself, w decided to explore LIC a little. We stopped by Sage General Store for a snack before I hopped back on my local bus (the B61 -- which magically seems to stop at all sorts of places that I visit, as well as my apartment) and got home for some light home improvement projects.
Sunday was my big rooftop party, the one I've been wanting to have for a year and a half now. (I have a great view, and I'm always telling people about it, but I haven't had a chance to show it off until just now.) Al rented a Zipcar in the afternoon, and we went to Ikea and Fairway to pick up supplies and provisions for the party (I live just above Red Hook, so it was a nice quick trip). Extra food came from Waterfalls Cafe, my favorite neighborhood Middle Eastern spot, and it came out to just over $30 bucks for quite a decent amount of food. I got some great little lanterns at Ikea, which turned out to be a good decision, because the wind kept blowing out my candles (which were the only source of light up on the roof). Lots of friends, booze, and great views (I really am lucky to have views of the Statue of Liberty, Governor's Island, Jersey City, and the Financial District).
One of my favorite things at the party was a nice mint and ginger ice green tea -- inspired by my drink at Sage, I really thought that I could create my own version, so following our trip to Warm Up, I went to my local fruit/veg shop and picked up a bunch of mint and some ginger. Rounding it out with some agave nectar, it was simple, satisfying, sugar-free, and quite the hit with my friends.
Somehow, we broke down all the supplies from the roof very, very quickly when we came in around 10ish (to watch Secretary and talk about linguistics, whales, and elephants), and I was able to organize my kitchen also quite quickly, so by the time people left, I was able to wash up and be done with all the cleaning. Yes, it was 3 am, but the cleaning had only taken 30 minutes, so I didn't feel bad about it at all.
Today's been all about recovering from a late night, and just re-energizing. I haven't had a real vacation all summer, so I'm glad to have an extra day to unwind. Hopefully, I will get to take a vacation soon, but in the meantime, this was a nice weekend.
July 15th, 2009
I am a rather unyielding person. I don't forgive easily or lightly those who I care about most. The other people, they come in and out because they don't matter. The people I love most I'm hardest on. It's because I care.
But I also think that the people you care about most, who care about you most should realize that there is more of an obligation than with anyone else. My assumption is that they should know or understand why you make the choices you do. But then again, in the past year, I have learned that I can't just assume that people think about rationale and motive nearly as much as I do. Sometimes, you have to be blunt with people about why you do what you do. And sometimes, those answers aren't very good.
I find that now, when faced with letting someone back into my life, who I very much wish could be part of my life but cannot, I just turn away from it. I would rather not face the suffering.
I'm really one of those people who would choose not to love than to love and lose. Shakespeare would be disappointed.
July 9th, 2009
|07:46 pm - The past is full of treasures.|
I've decided that it's time to bite the bullet and get on Twitter (I mean, I'm already on it for work...I might as well get on it for social purposes too, right? Or something?), so to compensate, I've decided that I need to get rid of at least some of the extra junk in my online life. That means I'm getting rid of a blog (not this one, so you can let out that gasped breath now), which means I've been perusing to see what gems lie therein. Here's a particularly good one from 2005:
Men are herding animals...when you have plans with one, you have plans with all of them.
I have no idea what this is about.