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Month: March 2010

  • I’m trying to decide what to have for supper. My mind keeps saying “get Subway!” only to be defeated by my mind, which says “No! You have lots of food at home!” Last night after dance I made rice, turkey and veggie stir-fry. Mm. There were leftovers that I packaged with the intention of having for lunch tomorrow, but I don’t know if it’ll last that long. It’s turkey week, since I was in Duncan on Saturday and Mum and Dad made turkey dinner and then I took leftovers. Turkey week! I’ve had sandwiches for lunch, on fresh bread. Fresh on Sunday bread, anyway. It was still soft on today’s sandwich. I’ve finally decided on my favourite preparation of turkey sandwich. These have altered over the years, from Mayo and cranberry sauce that my mum used to make, to mayo, cranberry sauce and pickle (and stuffing if available) that I used to make when Mum stopped making me sandwiches for the most part. Then pickle and mayo because I never had cranberry sauce when I lived alone (cranberry sauce is expensive!). But I’ve decided that my favourite way to have turkey on a sandwich is with mayo and pepper. Lots of mayo, and butter on the bread. And preferably on fresh bread.

    The fresh bread I made this week had almost a cup of rye flour in it. It tastes ok but isn’t really usable as bread. For example, it doesn’t cut very well, and it’s a bit crumbly for sandwiches. I’m trying to figure out how to make rye bread through the guess-and-test method with my bread machine. Unfortunately, the manual for said machine recommends not using more than a quarter cup to prevent the machine from breaking. Well, i’ve used almost a cup but it wasn’t the greatest of breads, so lesson learned. I may have to make my rye bread By Hand. I’ve made bread by hand before (back when I had no money, but did have a sack of flour) and this is why I don’t make bread by hand any more. I only “make my own” bread now because I have the bread machine. Funny story: a couple of weeks ago I bought my first loaf of bread after not buying any for almost a year—it just wasn’t as delicious as my own, even though it was the fancy Ancient Grains bread that I always liked.

    “Maybe McDonalds!” my mind suggests for dinner!

    “No!” my mind replies. “We have food at home and McDonalds always makes you feel yucky!”

    “But Sooooooooooo salty and good! And sweet, sweet ketchup.”

  • I wore the stupidest pants at dance tonight.  They are meant to be yoga pants but they are cheep and don’t breath and are too loose so I have to tie the string around my waist so they are tight, but in an annoying way!  And if I don’t tie the string they fall off.  When the string around my waist isn’t bothering me, I’m grossed out by the sweat forming in a layer on my legs and being slippery because the fabric of the pants doesn’t soak any of it in.  Ew and ew.

    Other than that, my favorite step of the evening was an arabesque with the arms hanging straight down in front.  It looks pretty when the teacher does it, and I hope it looks pretty on me.  (There were people in front of me so I couldn’t see in the mirror, and besides, I was concentrating too hard to look, and besides, *we’re supposed to be looking down* at that point.)

    And that’s all I want to talk about today.

  • 30 March, 2010 08:48

    Lindsie’s Revelation of the week.

    I was just looking at my bank account, to see if I have enough to pay for all the things I have to pay for at the beginning of the upcoming month. I do. This was to see how much of my upcoming paycheque I would need to use to cover the difference, of which there is none. Lesson learned: when I don’t spend my money on junk I don’t need* I can save money.

    *List of junk I don’t need at present:

    Craft supplies/Anything from Staples**—I have a good stock of these things from previous junk-buying sprees.

    Clothes—I brought out my spring and summer clothes and don’t have enough room to put them all.

    Anything from Dollar Giant (anything for $1.25!)

    Shiny things

    **but oh my goodness, clear shipping labels that you can put through the printer are saving my life!

  • MmmmmMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm.  This was the sound I was making at work today.  Not because there were yummy things.  It was just because I was feeling uncomfortable and didn’t want to work.  “How do people do this for 30 years?” I asked myself this morning, getting out of bed.  “Going and doing something everyday that they feel largely indifferent towards?”  I didn’t have an answer and I don’t think I’m going to find out.

    Left-over birthday cake!

    I have to finish my floor rug!  Sometime.  Soonish.  I hope.  I’m knitting it so it’s taking a long time.

    This is all I wish to report at this time.

  • MmmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmMMMMMMM.  This isn’t a sound of yumminess, it’s a sound of frustration and discomfort.  I’m making this noise a lot today as I don’t feel very well, yet if I don’t clean my house today I will have no time to do it until much later.  Somehow I survive.  And somehow now my house is clean and almost tidy, too.

    I was in Duncan yesterday to do taxes.  (I won at taxes.)  I also got birthday cake and presents.  I got rolly suitcases I will use in my travels about.  I received them just in time as I have 1) a trip to Nanaimo to visit Naomi next weekend, 2) a trip to Vancouver to visit Julie the weekend after, and 3) another trip to Vancouver at the end of April to visit Simon and Garfunkel.  I feel I have scheduled too much for myself and am getting worried for my sanity/health.  On the other hand, I like doing things.

    I get to make the poster for The Carlson’s Dance Concert again this year.  Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

  • Laundry

    I finally did my laundry last night! Hooray! It’s been waiting to go since Sunday, and then it was REALLY ready to go on Monday when I added my bedding. (I changed out my winter bedding for my summer sheets and comforter just in time for my birthday sleep). I tried to do it Monday but after work there was a lot of to-do going on in the laundry room—I think the result of this to-do was one of the machines being taken out. But then I couldn’t do my laundry on Tuesday because That Was My Birthday! Then on Wednesday I planned to do it after work if Jordan didn’t want to go for dinner before the play. But he did (surprise)! But that was ok because really I don’t like doing laundry and we went to Applebees and I had an Oriental Chicken Wrap. Mm. So yesterday when I got home from work there were signs all over the building saying that the laundry room would be closed Friday (today)! So I decided that it would be a good idea to get it done before that, since I’m going to Duncan on Saturday, and would therefore be leaving it until Sunday, and even though I would have to do it after dance class, which made it later that I have ever done laundry. I managed to finish, however, before the laundry room closed at 10. And that’s my laundry story.

    Another laundry note. My prize in The Present Game this past Christmas was a pair of laundry balls. They look like spikey rubber balls, only they aren’t squishy and the spikes aren’t very long. They are meant, according to the packaging, to reduce static and ironing and decrease dry time. “Whatever, I’ll use them,” I thought to myself indifferently at the time. But last night I put just one in each dryer (I had two loads going) and indeed, where usually my sheets come out slightly damp after an hour in the dryer, they were instead perfectly dry. They were flannel sheets, too. I love my laundry balls.

  • 24 March, 2010 11:08

    I forgot to buy a Globe and Mail on my birthday yesterday. I could just buy one today, since it will be reporting what is actually happened yesterday. But what I like is getting the paper with the date of March 23 on it. I don’t have time to read a Globe and Mail anyway.

    I still have a birthday lunch to attend today, as well as a free Starbucks to get sometime soonish. I didn’t want the Starbucks yesterday or else I would have had it already.

  • New Envelopes.

    Ok so these new envelopes I have I actually bought for my LAST BIRTHDAY, which is exactly one year ago now and I’m just starting to use them now!  Oh no!  The second thing I will mention is that the adhesive tastes really gross.  I hope they’re not poison envelopes.  Lindsie: dead by poison birthday envelopes!

    Edit:  And now one of them just gave my tongue a paper cut.  These envelopes are out to get me.

  • 22 March, 2010 08:39

    It’s my birthday tomorrow. I have nothing planned except for the regular stuff: work and dance. And dance is my first day back after two weeks off. (One week I was sick, and then the studio was closed last week for spring break). I can’t think of anything special I might want to do, but then it’s Monday morning right now and I wish I was still in bed. Maybe asleep, but maybe reading the last article of last month’s Walrus magazine. It’s not really an article, it’s the short story. But I have to finish it so I can start this month’s edition, which arrived the other day and which reminded be I had several other Walri to read. Catch up!

    Holy crap I just burned my esophagus with hot tea. Welcome to Monday, Lindsie.

  • It’s raining, and it’s a silvery bright springtime rain.  Looking out, I note that this would be a good time to scrub my deck, since it’s pre-soaked now.  Rrr.

    I set up the web-cam yesterday, and spent most of the day looking at myself on the computer screen.