Top 10 things I love about fall….
2. Hot chocolate (with or without enhancements of the alcoholic kind)
3. Red wine
4. An excuse to look like a badass in my leather jacket
5. An excuse to wear leather boots
6. Brisk air that makes me think that anything in the world is possible
7. Beautiful fall colors along the highway on the way to work
8. Squash soup
9. An excuse to pile on the blankets at night, which somehow just makes me sleep better
10. An excuse to turn on the fireplace and take naps on the couch.
Tonight was my anniversary and J sent me a dozen long stem red roses. Normally he sends me daisies or something, but I think he felt bad since I reminded him that he got me NOTHING last year and I got him a $250 gps system. : ) Then he took me out to the local brew pub (aren’t I high maintenance) for dinner. I had fettucini alfredo with chicken and broccoli. I read that you should get 3 servings a week of cruciferous vegetables in, so I figured what better way than covered with butter and cream and pasta. And a few glasses of pinot noir. Then we went grocery shopping and I stocked up on fall necessities like Wolfgang Puck Vegetable Broth (necessary for that squash soup), and 4 quarts of canned whole tomatoes (for lentil soup), a bag of tomatoes (for both) and 3 giant garlics. I’ve been trying some natural remedies for my ongoing “female problems.” Dr. Weil says to swallow a clove of raw garlic a day… so I did! I also bought some stuff at the hippie fair that has garlic and some other stuff in it. I thought I was feeling better for a few days but now I feel like I have a urinary tract infection. Isn’t it funny (not funny ha ha) how sometimes we go through these stages of being totally f-ed up an unhealthy, and then you’ll heal and forget all about it. I hope to get to that point again soon.
Work kind of sucks. Oh… moment of synchronicity or something yesterday. I was looking at condos in Portland yesterday. I have a longing to have a place in the city (and keep my place in the country) and so was just looking around on realtor.com. I found a gorgeous 1 bedroom in an awesome location (right by our favorite japanese restaurant) for $187K or something like that, which seems cheap to me (yet also totally unrealistic given our current situation). but I wanted it so bad so I even started a document with a list “what I want” and “how I’m going to get it.” How can I make another $800-$1200 more a month to pay this mortgage? No clue. Then… I had my first French class and I was walking out with the instructor and I happened to mention to her that I was a writer. She happened to mention that she had a few magazines that she runs and was looking for writers. The whole thing was just so easy and effortless. Well, I checked out her magazines and they aren’t the kind of thing that I’m going to get rich on, but I thought… ok, I sent a question out to the unvierse and maybe it didn’t put me on the entrance ramp to the highway of my dreams, but maybe it showed me a sign “highway 2 miles ahead.” You know? I can write, I have plenty of time, why not start submitting to magazines? Can I make $1200 a month? Don’t know. Will it be a lot of effort? For sure. But how much do I want it? I 100% believe that if you want something badly enough (barring love from someone who doesn’t love you) you can get it.
I think that garlic gave me a wicked bad headache. Yikes, it’s late and my boss wants everyone there by 8:30… why? Announcement regarding new boss??
