So this morning's 5-6 a.m. wakeup brought a slew of obsessive thoughts about Titanic. It took me an hour to get back to sleep again. Afterward I had dreams set in some dystopian world with constant evacuations so the police could search your home... but at the same time it was also about Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet living happily ever after, globetrotting the world. And Titanic had never sunk, so they kept going back and forth across the Atlantic on it. Why, oh why does my brain do this to me? I think it must be very bored during the day.
I'm going to watch part of Titanic during breakfast so I can lay it to rest.
Here at the market, my desk is basically a counter separated from the market by a large, sliding window. The window doesn't really shut all the way, so the regular air from the market whooshes in here -- rather crappy since one of the main entrances to the market is 10 ft. away. The doors are automatic, which means they're open about 50 percent of the time. And it's COLD.
My boss brought over a little portable heater for me, but me being me, I refuse to use it. Those things are for wusses. It won't keep my hands warm anyway, which is the part that's cold, since they're on the counter, by the open window.
The only time I used a space heater? One time in high school when I had locked myself out of the house after school in the middle of winter, when it was like 10 out. I went in the garage, wrapped myself in a dirty old blanket and huddled on the steps up to the loft, with the space heater aimed into my blanket-tent. I was there for like four hours before either of my parents came home. (Ah, the days before mobile phones... and my fixation on always having my housekeys.)
Actually except for my hands, I'm not really cold. But it's hard to type with gloves on.
I have a confession to make: I don't find pandas very cute. This was even before the media started hitting Atlantans will daily updates of the local zoo's baby panda. Pandas just aren't that cute. And they're really boring to see at the zoo, because they hide a lot and/or don't do much. I feel the same about koala bears. I mean, I'm all in favor of conservation, education, breeding programs, etc., but for cuteness or interest? Lots of creatures, including "ugly" ones like lizards and emus and stuff, top it for me. And duh, guinea pigs over pandas any day.
I've had a lot of fine food in my life, including multi-course French meals, fine Belgian chocolate layer cakes, exquisite salmon, and all the rest, but I swear one of my favorite things ever is good ol' sauerkraut and potatoes. My mom made it all the time (sometimes in a big pot with some pork) and I need to remember to. Just had some and man, it is SO good.
Sauerkraut and Potatoes
Prep time: 20 minutes.
1 bag (or can) sauerkraut (with juice)
4-5 new potatoes chopped in quarters (little red ones work well)
1 tsp. caraway seeds
1/2 cup water
1. Fill a medium-sized pot with sauerkraut, including the juice.
2. Add chopped potatoes, being sure to mix them in with the sauerkraut.
3. Add the caraway seeds, mixing again.
4. Add the water until there's just enough liquid to boil/steam the potatoes.
5. Cover the pot and put on medium-high for 10 minutes.
6. After 10 minutes, turn temperature down to medium.
7. Cook 10 more minutes, or until potatoes are just tender (but not too mushy).
Goes well with:
So there you have it!
I've made the cat happy. She always comes into my office and bugs me, meowing and pawing and carrying on, but she won't stay because there's nowhere for her to be comfy. So I brought her cat bed in here yesterday and now she just curls up in a ball, content because she's here with me and at the same time, warm.
Sometimes problems have simple solutions.
Reply to this post, and I will tell you my favorite icon of yours. Then post this to your own journal using your own favorite icon.
This is one of my oldest LJ icons. It's me having an ice cream sundae and fizzy apple juice at a cafe in Trier, Germany, wearing one of my favorite dresses, retro glasses and a wicked good dye job I'd just had, at a local hair salon. It just sums me up well.
Looked like we might get some sleet, freezing rain or ice tonight, but no, it's passed over, shows the radar, and all we got was five minutes. I was almost thinking we had some WEATHER. Alas. At least I don't have to avoid the local news anymore. The newspeople were driving me nuts, talking about the possibility of a storm like there was nothing else going on.
Honestly, the most truly impressive weather we've had in the ten years I've been in Georgia, besides regular summer thunderstorms (impressive, but regular), has been the ice storms. A couple of years ago we had one that was, I admit, worth making a huge fuss about, because even walking across the street was nearly impossible, let along walking, but I thought it was just great. And the couple before that were awesome too -- ice storms can be deadly but they're soooooooo beautiful. Plus? Day off, of course! We've had a dusting of snow a few times, but you could replicate it by dumping a bag of flour on the sidewalk.