I took a picture!!!!! This is my homemade Advent Calendar. I bought Dark Chocolate Squares to put in the pockets but haven't done it yet. The weight of the candy will possibly- probably- make the calendar fall off the wall. It's already number 4. I'm Late. Already Late.
I made Stanley Tucci's family vegetable pasta sauce yesterday. Husband was standing by the stove with his bowl and then I explained what it was I had cooked. And he walked away. Vegetables. He doesn't eat them. Mushrooms on Pizza sometimes. Onions. Carrots in Chicken Soup. That's it.
I had about two small handfuls of chocolate animal crackers left in a bag and half a small tub of Cool Whip in the fridge not used on the Pumpkin Pie - so I dumped the cookies into the Cool Whip, stirred them around and in a day or two- the time it will take for the Cool Whip to soften the cookies- I will have dessert.
I am trying a new routine here. Titled ::: Feeding Myself. Remember I made Pantry Soup before Thanksgiving--Twice. And then for Thanksgiving all the Vegetable Side Dishes But No Turkey. Now Vegetable Pasta Sauce. I should call it Vegetable Drawer Pasta. I used two organic fat carrots, celery with leaves and a nice onion plus a large can of crushed Italian tomatoes (from Germany) Read the cans- so much strange info.. All the vegetables were finely diced using one of my less used but very sharp German knives. tiny cubes. Very precise. I enjoy food prep. Occasionally.
I am re-reading Shipped. Angie Hockman. While trying on wet suits on the Cruise Ship for the afternoon outing in the ocean- the two travel executives (main characters trying to get the same new job) eye each other. The young woman has on a bikini and the guy is looking at her and she mouths "human resources". So he pulls off his tee shirt and while she looks he also mouths "human resources". I laughed out loud. The young woman has already puked on one of the passengers. Food poisoning. Airplane sandwich.
Next up, I think the woman actually drowns while snorkeling in her wet suit. Panic Attack. She's saved but....just. Her sister had a milk shake with local ice cubes and is now recovering from - unclean water used to make the ice. Puking and Pooping.
And, as a person who has BEEN on a cruise ship for a week.......so true. So true. That week seemed like a ETERNITY and I will NEVER do it again unless I bring a second suitcase FULL of books. And cloth to sew. People are actually drawn to someone sewing--like moths to a flame. Especially appliqué. And they always want to touch the cloth. Especially...men.
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Isn't it interesting? I sat in the waiting room of the tire place stitching. You know my work. Non-representational in the extreme. Two men sat a few chairs away and watched, their phones forgotten in their hands. A third couldn't sit still and walked the room in circles slowing as he passed by me trying to figure out what sorcery I was up to. It was hilarious.
Once.... I began a conversation with a man watching me sew- I handed him the cloth. He ran his finger tips over the pieces- over and over again. And then, quite reluctantly he gave the cloth back. I really should bring cloth with me -even as I wait for a flue or COVID shot. I should. I will.
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