– I’ve had a string of failed meals lately. It started with the breakfast above: I recently bought some Kashi instant oatmeal packets, and I added too much water; the blueberries I thawed were too seedy; the raspberry yogurt had a strange texture (I almost always buy plain yogurt and flavor it myself, and nine times out of ten, when I decide to ‘treat’ myself to a pre-flavored yogurt, I think it’s too sugary or otherwise weird). Then I tried to make bread rolls for my dinner, but the yeast must have been dead, and the soup I thawed to go with it was disappointing and watery. (I scrapped that meal entirely and started over.) And the pumpkin soup I tried concocting this evening wound up in the bin. So, you know, it’s not all kitchen successes all the time, here.
– On the topic of food and failure, I just realized that I completely failed to eat any real, non-breakfast food today. I woke up late, had my usual Ezekiel English muffin meal, ate a Luna Protein bar after running (these are new, and the cookie dough flavor is ridiculously good), had yogurt and cereal in the afternoon, and dinner was oatmeal. I DID, however, blend spinach with apple juice and drank that with dinner. It’s much better than it sounds.
– I’ve been waking up late because I’ve been staying up just as late, for no particular reason. Even though I’m sleeping the same number of hours, the waking time seems to fly by much more quickly. I keep getting to about 11:00pm and thinking I haven’t done much (objectively, I can see that I’ve been doing exactly as much as usual), so I haven’t come up with anything to write about here.
– I’m very excited that it’s the weekend now, though. I’ve got a few plans, including meeting Alex at Ikea to get $1 soft serve and stock up on Swedish organizational devices. It’s no secret that I love ice cream (and eat it almost every day), but soft serve is in an entirely different category — an awesome category! I’m not sure that my fantasy dream house would have a dishwasher (loud and smelly), but it would definitely have a soft serve machine tucked away somewhere.
– My latest out-and-out obsession is with having a studio-office in one of the great converted buildings around town. I’ve been trying to figure out how many more freelance projects I’d have to take on to swing the rent (answer: more), which actually isn’t exorbitantly expensive. And I’d be sure to be SO productive in a brick-walled, high-ceilinged space with huge windows, many houseplants, Wings posters, a big table, floor lamps, an easy chair, and an electric kettle. For example. And I could invite people to my office and pretend to be a PI. This is a genius plan.
The lack of non-breakfast foods and the shift in your sleeping pattern may have shifted your creative process. When I woke this morning, instead of making my to do list, I had a head filled with ideas about creative things I want to do today (or at least start today). I like that list so much better. When I tried to grab my little Moleskin and writing the ideas down….they seeped away. :-/ I have made coffee, started the fireplace (Florida is not winterized) and hope the ideas alight again in my brain like the finches on my bird feeder outside. I wish you more success in the cooking category today.