an asparagus bouquet

i got home from a long day of work yesterday at an hour nearing nine. and i was meant to do laundry. but i couldn't find the card that would allow me to use the machines. and not one of the three dvd players i tried would play my exercise video. so i settled for another night all together--one that would be highly unproductive.

i was feeling a bit guilty about all that i had eaten, but attempted to banish those thoughts. i opted  instead for forgiveness--reminded myself that some days a person eats more than others.

so i settled into the red armchair in the living room, took in a little bit of the thursday night line-up, put some tomato soup on the stove, asparagus in the oven, and toasted a bit of bread to enjoy with my hummus.

and i gave thanks for the end of the day, for an early and imminent bed-time, for good food to nourish my body, and the promise of thanksgiving just a few weeks away.

and for asparagus. isn't it just the loveliest vegetable you've ever seen? i like to cook it up in the oven with a little oil and top it off with some chili pepper flakes. yup, i like a little kick.

i'm off this morning to get in some physique before a long day of work. i am realizing that not one of my jobs encourages healthy eating habits so my goal for today is to be kind to myself and my body. and look forward to the promise of a light saturday.

a question for you...

i've been working on finding balance in all areas of my life. work. health. time. space. 

and so i promised myself that on this, my one day off, i'd enjoy it. 

and new york acquiesced. as i exited my building, i swung the door open to find four (five?) strapping, young fireman standing in the narrow entry. my knees buckled, i swooned, and right then and there i decided i've never loved new-york-city-living so much as i did in that very moment.

then i met my dear friend alex who i love for oh-so-many-reasons (and who i loved most especially today because he used the word lascivious during our conversation). we talked of the aforementioned balance, a nagging lack of courage, romantic prospects and then to finish it off we stood over the food case and debated sweet v. savory. to which i replied: how can one choose? because i can't imagine why one would want to. i'll take both. at the same time, please. 

so, but now i wanna know... sweet or savory? what do you think? do tell...

i spent my sunday morning at a two year old's birthday party.

and i'm not gonna lie. sometimes there's nothing better than that. 

remember my cookie monster cupcakes?

no?!

okay, okay. this should remind you.

well, this morning i tackled elmo. and i have to tell you. i do declare: i am improving!

and a little improvement...that's all one can really ask (or even hope for) right?

something has happened...

i've been watching damages. the fx show with glenn close and rose byrne. you know it? you should. it's good. it's so good for so many reasons. particularly the first season. the writing, the editing, the colors, the way in which it unravels.

and somewhere amongst its twists and turns and unraveling i became startlingly taken with...wait for it...rose byrne's hair. oh, that hair! the highlights, the ombre effect that's become so popular this season. and suddenly i too, i too want highlights! never before have i felt the need to color my hair. well, okay there was that one time at the end of my fourth year that i did the bottle red and that was disastrous on every possible level, but i don't think my motives were as pure then. and good hair is all about pure motives, right?

the thing is, this need (because that's what it is) couldn't have come at a worst possible time. i don't have time for it. nor money. and yet, it's begun to consume me... suddenly hair everywhere is taunting me. and i like my color. i do, i really do. it's just that. well, that...a little lift to it, a few added dimensions...a little ombre, if you will, seems right up my alley.

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