February 6, 2005
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Suddenly I want beer and chips. Not salsa and blue corn chips. No, I want Lays with the onion soup mix you add sour cream to. I’m relieved I don’t still date W, but right about now I would be on my way to a party.
Feeling too much like a recluse, I called an old friend and she invited me to dinner tomorrow night. She, too, is wanting to be more social. I am excited to hear more about something she said: Being a heroine in your own, every-day life. It was something to do with the book READING LOLITA IN TEHRAN. We noticed the same recipe for red lentil soup in Food Day so that will by yummy. I said I would bring my new favorite naan but I should surprise her with a loaf of French bread, open faced and hot from the oven with a creamy spread of garlic and spice-infused tofu. She’ll never guess it’s tofu.
I’m working on whittling my assignment in conflict down to 2000 words. I learn so much by the whittling process. It’s the opposite endeavor from the novelling.
I went to see In Good Company last night. I called my oldest and told her she had to take her dad to see it. He will relate. And I don’t feel any differently about him but it was such a good glimpse into the life that he kept secret. And Dennis Quaid played it just like my ex-husband lived it. Maybe I feel a little softer towards him. He’s a good man.
Comments (8)
wow…you have a huge heart…
social…I think we are all
after getting out and enjoying life these
days..Yes?
((((HUGGLES))))
I am indoors and too sedentary. The fresh air would do a body good. What type of bread is naan? Haven’t heard of that one. New suscriber here, so still have a lot to learn!
Hope you treat yourself to the beer and lays… -:)
Man, that all sounds so good…socializing, good food…I could use a night like that. *smile*
ryc: I hold back talking about JD because I’m sooo tempted to write about my sex life…and my son reads me. Actually, I saw JD about half an hour ago. He was talking to some friends outside the video rental place. I just sauntered on over, leaned on some kid’s truck and said, “Hey! Did you get the part of the Toyota??” lol He’d gone to Pueblo, CO (which is just over 100 miles) to look for it. He said, “No. I think I’ll have to get it in Texas.” (Which is over 100 miles in another direction.) This is most awesome! He wants me to keep driving my Japanese vehicles because they rarely break down. When they do, the parts are often hard to obtain…so he’ll get them for me. (My Nissan is doing fine, btw.)
It’s not what he says but what he does that endears JD to me. Mark and I had a very passionate life…always from one extreme to the other (very much like the one I had with my son’s dad). With JD, there is comfort and acceptance and security…with good doses of passion on the side. I’ve come to appreciate that.
Didn’t mean to blog in your comments. *smile*
Much Peace and Love…GFW
whittling…. i think i’ve told you before that it is in the editing process that i feel i have to work as a writer. i can churn out pages and pages of stuff, but by strict editing, i can find the words to keep… it makes me a better writer. enjoy the experience of editing! i always learn so much from it. no chips or party… the love of my life is still sick (every winter- for weeks and weeks) sigh!
mmmmm spice infused tofu… you have to quit doing this to me!
I wonder if we all retreat a bit in January after the excess in December. My best friend came down from her mountains to see me Saturday (and her mom after me). We walked downtown, had margaritas with our Mexican lunch, strolled back past some gorgeous old Victorians, talking non-stop. It was just a delightful afternoon and just what I needed. I’d been feeling the need to socialize as well and the timing was perfect.
Well, I had better whittle my appetite for Lays Wavy Chips. I’ve been consuming them as if they were dope or something. Sheesh. I think I gained alll the weight I lost when i was sick…