Yesterday was disaster gnocchi day. Gnocchigate. Though it was less of a scandal and more of an "i didn't read up on the correct cooking technique" disaster. So I did end up serving my two dinner guests grey gluey gnocchi. Oh help.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Today all I wanted to do was hide in bed all day. I couldn't bring myself to get up, just like every other day this week. But then I remembered the pretty red rose hanging over the fence from the neighbour's pretty front garden. And I wanted to put that rose in a vase. That was all the reason I needed to get out of bed, shower, and put on a (semi) happy face. Even Ned (I haven't told you about Ned yet have I?) couldn't pull me out of bed this morning. Now I'm baking cookies. Chocolate chip and I'm feeling a bit less blue. This is what I'm listening to..
The sharehouse I am renting is being sold pretty soon, leaving us tenants with not many options (find a new place soon or risk getting kicked to the curb). Today is home open day #2. These things ARE SUPER AWKWARD! Super bummed about possibly losing this house, I WANT TO SETTLE DOWN PLEASE!
PS. This is Ned, my newly adopted kitten, and he is a brat. But I love him. He is named for Ned the Piemaker, Ned the Piemaker from the tv show Pushing Daisies. I finished the second (and last) season yesterday, and I got the same feeling I got when I finished reading Harry Potter. Emptiness. :(
I love things that can inspire me for a few moments. I love the feeling of the winter sun. I love a day spent unproductively just as much as I love a day spent productively. I'm a notorious procrastinator. I love to spend hours rummaging though op shops and markets, and fill my room with my treasured finds.