girl in greenwood

I had a very nice weekend. I got a lot of stuff done around the house, including stealing an hour of sunny (!) weather to finish planting my bulbs. Yeah, it's really late. Oh well. I also got some cleaning done inside. One of these days I might get everything put away. A miracle in the making.

I also found an old journal that I wrote in when I was really, really depressed in the first couple of years after I moved to Seattle. I was surprised by two things: 1. I'm still upset about some of the same issues in my life, even though my circumstances have changed so much (namely, my weight and physical intimacy with R*) and 2. I am much more sane now. :) When I first started reading through it, I started to cry, thinking, "Oh my god, it's been all these years and I'm still fretting about the exact same things!" But then I read more and realized how much more confident and rational I feel now, and how much better the communication is between me and R*.

Saturday night we, um, had bread pudding for dinner. This is not a good contribution to our goal of eating better. But man, it was tasty. Last night I took another foray into the Moosewood forest: Algerian Tomato Soup with Vermicelli and Bulgar Grape Salad. I think I messed up the soup a little - I neglected to get celery, so I substituted a diced carrot plus celery salt. Also, I didn't have a chance to serve the soup when it was just finished cooking, and the noodles absorbed more liquid than they should have and the soup was too thick as a result. Still tasted good, though.

Tonight is going to be Oaxacan Potato Soup with Tostada Salad. This soup has diced green olives in - I can't decide if I think it's going to be fantastic or just bizarre. I'll report back tomorrow.