Saturday, November 29, 2008

72. And the records went round and round...

12 traded in cds means that 5 new lps have come to dwell at our house...











I can't wait to lug the rest of my cd collection back to Sonic Boom!

Friday, November 28, 2008

71. Environmentally Delicious!

Say hello to my new favorite vodka:



Matt and I stumbled upon 360 tonight when Matt mentioned that he had a serious craving for a good bloody mary. As we were picking through the vodka section together, our hands landed on this bottle at the exact same time. It was just too pretty to pass up.

Upon closer examination, we were delighted to find ourselves holding one of the most planet-conscious alcohols we've ever seen. According to their label, the bottle is comprised of 85% recycled glass, and their labels are 100% post consumer waste paper. The bottle even comes with a postage paid envelope so you can mail the stopper back to them for recycling. The vodka itself is not organic, but after reading through their literature, you certainly can't argue that the distillery isn't doing its part to reduce their eco-footprint.

Pretty packaging and good citizenship aside, it was the taste that made the biggest impression. 360 is super smooth, making it the perfect mixer. The scent wafting from the bottle reminded me of a white russian. It concocted one killer bloody mary, and quite possibly the only vodka martini I've ever enjoyed. I love martinis, but I've always preferred Tanqueray gin, and have never been able to drink one straight-up. 360 is so smooth I could probably drink it right out of the bottle (not that I would, of course). But it was pretty refreshing. Like glacial water with a little kick.

For $24, I gotta say...I don't think you're going to regret it.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

70. Consolation Pizza...

...Was freakin' awesome! The dough froze really well, and thawed pretty quickly. For being the most basic recipe I could find, it tasted pretty fantastic. I can't wait to make more.

This weekend we're going to make another one with our turkey leftovers.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

69. Doughball

On a whim this afternoon driving home, I stopped at the Indian market near my house to grab some yeast, dead set on making myself a beautiful pizza for dinner.

Unfortunately, I dove fists-first into my [rather satisfying] doughy kneadings without taking a moment to read over the full recipe. I'm 40 minutes into the first hour and a half long segment of rising, or resting, or whatever bakers refer to this as. Just as it'll be time to divide, pummel, and re-wrap for dough-yoga session two (only an hour that round), I have to be dashing out the door for my riding lesson.

This is why I am a poor chef.
No pizza for me today.

Fortunately, my Love is kind and willing to clean up after me. If everything freezes ok, we might at least get to have consolation prize pizza for tomorrow's dinner.

Friday, November 21, 2008

68. Sighs...

Last night my lesson was with my dear friend Louie. He falls right in the middle of frustrating and easy, which makes him a lot of fun to ride. He's like a big goofy dog, and our arguments are challenging and satisfying more than they are infuriating.

I want to do nothing but ride horses for the rest of eternity. There is nothing else quite so deeply satisfying in all the universe. There just aren't enough words to describe how happy it makes me.

Monday, November 17, 2008

67. Ps, And Then There Was You

Hot damn! I said aloud.
My participle's refuge looks more like you before the makeup.

Note to self:
These beans were baked too long.
You know it and I know it, and if you don't care, then fine.

Let's all have a sample of your aftertaste, shan't we?
Wait, won't we?
No, let's not, but we could.
Or so you said we might before you were half past Tuesday.

In all genuine honesty, I can't come in.
You're just peachy, in case you were wondering.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

66. My Shiny New Red Bicycle



It cost a little more than I'd originally planned, but I couldn't pass it up. Schwinn is the stuff that bicycle dreams are made of...

Saturday, November 15, 2008

65. Home

Vacation was lovely. All sorts of adventurous and pushing me to my limits of acceptable cleanliness. But it was good for me. I met new and excellent people, did and saw awesome things, and felt very much alive.

I am very happy to be home though. My cats were thrilled to see me, and my dog was beside himself. Even the rats were on hind legs straining to see who was there and if they might perhaps leave them a yogurt treat. Everyone is pleased.

I need to hold on to my creative energies and do something valid with them. I always reach this point, after a time away from work, where I feel like I am flooding over with ideas and the motivation to create. But then I get home, and the grind resumes, and the energy dissipates until next vacation.

I want to keep it this time.
And for starters, I am going to buy myself a bike.

Monday, November 3, 2008

64. Woo-hoo!



I'm feeling pretty optimistic about the future this morning.
I'm not expecting miracles. He's a human being, and he isn't going to be perfect. But I am proud of my country for trying to become something better. I am excited to see what happens. I'm nervous too, but for the most part I'm just relieved.