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turn and face the… day? stray?

Saturday, July 7th, 2012

Sure, I could Google the words to that song, but the final word of that line isn’t really the point.

The point is – changes! The point is that I graduated!! Finally!! And am working again!

Basically, I’ve returned to a fixed schedule and a happy paycheck. I haven’t quite paid off my portion of the vacation that Crockett and I took between my graduation ceremony and the first day of my new job, and I can now say that I’m a master, but otherwise it’s like nothing ever happened. I leave my house at 8 am and arrive home at 5:30.

I forgot what it’s like to have free time and free brain cells.

Unfortunately, I’ve gotten out of the habit of taking pictures over the last few months. (P.S. If anyone sees my camera that’d be great kthanx.) That doesn’t mean that we haven’t been eating well! (So well that, right now, while Crockett is out of town, I’m joining a dear friend in that age old tradition of counting points – WW style, yo. Although the home eating probably isn’t what did it for me. I suspect that the five-a-day cream of coconut based drink habit I developed in Antigua are probably what did it for me.)

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Thanks to our Antigua friends Nick and Jamie for this picture!

Some of the things I’ve made repeatedly in the last few months:

There’ve been salads – both the greens kind and the chicken kind and the tuna kind. We’ve only turned the grill on once.

I don’t know. The whole last semester is sort of a blur.

Anyway.

I went line dancing last weekend. And rode a mechanical bull.

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That was fun for me. I’m not entirely sure what’s happening in the first picture. I think I might be pontificating. Doesn’t that look like a pontification finger? And the second picture is not, in fact, an elegant dismount, but rather me trying to stand up after falling off. I’d show you the dismount picture, but that’s a damn short dress I’m wearing.

It’s been hovering around 100 degrees here for WEEKS, and yesterday it finally rained for reals. Like for hours it rained. It was lovely – too late to save our grass (which we DO water, despite appearances to the contrary), unfortunately, but nice for our herbs and my general attitude.

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Not only is Crockett out of town, my mom is in CO Springs being a bad ass bicycle racer. I did my part by walking her dogs.

Well, that was the plan. Mostly they walked me.

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Then, when walking my own dogs, I ran into this:

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Since my dogs weigh approximately 25 pounds combined, I didn’t feel like facing down a coyote.

We turned around and I came home for breakfast. Even though it’s cooler today, I haven’t really felt like cooking – more like stirring stuff together and calling it a day.

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This gorgeous combo you see here is Kashi Go Lean (which I never used to like and suddenly cannot get enough of – especially the things that they openly call twigs. I love that they own it), fresh cherries (pitted with my teeth since I was the only one eating it – teeth pitting is the best way, y’all), greek yogurt, and pistachios. (5 points, if you’re interested in that kind of thing.)

I know I just said this about Kashi, but I also didn’t used to like pistachios. I have, happily, discovered that what I really didn’t like was shelling pistachios. I don’t mind shelling peanuts, or pitting cherries, or wev, but there was something about pistachio shells that just bugged me. Anyway, last weekend Crockett and I bought two pounds of shelled pistachios at Costco, and there’s no turning back. They’re buttery and delicious and salty and I want to smack past Emma for being so stubborn. Pistachios – two thumbs up.

For lunch I stirred more things together.

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No pistachios here – I thought they’d get lost and I wouldn’t do that to them. This is tuna, chickpeas (cooked from scratch successfully for the FIRST TIME EVER – if I succeed again I’ll tell you how), dried cherries, and celery with greek yogurt and mayo and salt and pepper on toast. Not pictured – the sweetest, smoothest, most enormous mango I’ve ever eaten. (6 points total).

So. I’m going to find my camera, and see you soon!

Of course, in the meantime, I’m going to rearrange my living room. Or bedroom. Or both. It’s what I do when Crockett leaves. What do you do when you’re alone at home? (If you live alone, what’s your at-home guilty pleasure?)