This week was… um. It was ok, I guess. The working out didn’t happen and I didn’t sleep enough and I cried at work twice, but otherwise I wore pretty new clothes and ate lots of good things and had really excellent coffee.
I watched… not a whole lot, actually.
I read… the next book in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series. I’m also technically still reading Blind Sight, but mini-confession: I can’t seem to find it right now. I guess that means I need to clean our bedroom.
I listened to… this super depressing mix I made in 2007. It has like, Pearl Jam “Black” and Jimmy Eat World “23″ and Counting Crows “Long December”. I think I made it when I was breaking up with Ryan and it is bleak. I mean, good, obviously but you definitely shouldn’t listen to it repeatedly.
Among other things, I ate… Oh my god, so much food last week-end. I totally overindulged for my Birthday. First of all, Juan bought me a Nespresso milk frother for my Birthday and it’s the best thing ever. I now have two inches of foamed milk at the top of my coffee every day, which makes the happiest girl. And a lot harder to only drink my one cup of caffeine a day. Let’s see… I had brunch with Sara at Dandelion Communitea Cafe Saturday morning- the ultimate grilled cheese and an iced ruby chai (possibly my favorite tea ever) and the best hummus in Orlando. I took my parents for a late lunch at Cask later that day- pimento and fried green tomato topped burger, curly fries, Bee’s Knees. That night, Z and I went to Pharmacy. Excellent food, but they have some serious service and timing kinks they need to work out. They don’t take reservations and I don’t believe in waiting more than an hour to eat anywhere, especially when the quoted wait time was half that. The only positive is that it gave us extra gossip and catching up time which was awesome. Still… cava, garlicky rock shrimp, fries and spaghetti bolognese. Is there anything better than fresh pasta? Sunday, we went to brunch with Becka and Nate at fresh. in Winter Park. It was really delicious- peach and mozarella salad, french pressed coffee, and chorizo eggs benedict. I loved the atmosphere- it’s tiny and reminded me of San Francisco and we totally plan on going again. I made these apple peanut butter chip muffins as part of a new project I’m working on with my friend Teddi. When it’s totally ready to launch, I’ll let you know. I also semi-successfully made chipotle sweet potato soup using our immersion blender. It could have been smoother and saltier, but it was a good first step. Oh, and seriously awesome red curry from Orchid Thai in Winter Park with Steph last night.
Overall… Last week-end was much needed. I’m thankful for all the people in my life. The many conversations totally trumped the delicious food. Which is saying quite a lot, in my book. The rest of the week was pretty mundanely terrible- in that it was awful, but I’m used to it. It’s hard when work overshadows so many other things in life, especially because it goes against every philosophy I really believe in. So, what’s to be done? The plan is to hold out until Barcelona and then figure out the next move. I’m thinking a leap of faith might be in order. But, I’m hoping that the universe will intervene on my behalf before then.