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September 10, 2005
One Small Cookie
I continue to be distraught about Katrina... absolutely rejoicing that Laura and Liz are safe, but so sad for all of those who have lost loved ones, their homes, and their homeland. I wish there were more I could do.
In the meantime, I have been working and getting ready for my angel's return. Tonight will involve making his lunch for the days when he returns, which I think will be a chickpea chili with no-salt added diced tomatoes and tons of delicious spices. I will also be sweeping and mopping the floors, washing the sheets and pillowcases, and cleaning the bathroom. I want everything to be sparkling when my angel returns to his home, and I also want to remove any sign of Kieffer's little difficulties over the last few days.
When I came home last night I discovered that Kieffer, still upset about my long work hours and MR's absence, had once again pooped on the floor. I cleaned everything before running out to meet some friends at North by Northwest, where I enjoyed a ton of food including hummus and pita, baba ganoush, a Jamacian chicken soup, and we shared entrees that were technically appetizers: crab quesidillas, steamed mussels (zinc!) and chicken enchilada. I got full pretty quickly, as my eyes are always bigger than my stomach when I've spent the day saving calories for a night out at a restaurant. But my friends Dan and Paul were able to finish off the amazing food. They came back with me to the house to see the new place, and expressed that they're looking forward to meeting the guy who totally rocks my world but is at present out of town.
I love going out with my guy friends because it provides me with an opportunity to offer advice. As you know, I love to offer advice. I offered much advice about their various girl problems, and very much enjoyed the role of "girl you can trust to tell you the truth."
Today I have been running about... got my hair done, went to a political fundraiser for a friend who is running for town council. It was an "all-dessert" party, and I showed up and ate one small cookie. That's all. I enjoyed the cookie, and eating one made me feel normal and not deprived, but watching everyone else chow down, I was relieved that I wouldn't have to deal with the consequences of gorging myself at the dessert table.
Meanwhile, I have started cooking my barbeque sauce INTO my eggwhites, and it's amazing! I could eat it for every meal. Well, today I actually have eaten it for every meal. But I promise I'll eat some veggies!
Posted by april at September 10, 2005 5:12 PM