1) I got my hair cut today. It is short (chin length), and so far I think it looks pretty cute. I have reeeally thick hair, so having it a few inches shorter feels AWESOME in this heat.
2) Why are my favorite fruits the most expensive ones? Today at the store I bought a $2 avocado, and a $1.50 bell pepper. Which was on sale from ***$4***. The cherries we bought were also on sale; they were $5, on sale from $10. The strawberries were super cheap though, I guess - $2.50 (on sale from $5). And I looove strawberries. I don't know. We mostly bought produce today, and we only bought food for two days (since we'll be at le beach in a few days), and we spent $50. I guess I did buy some hair stuff. And a $7 frozen pizza (vegan. obviously.).
3) That brings me to my next question. Why do I always crave such shit food when it's hot? Like, I understand why I don't feel like cooking. But why do I ALSO crave disgusting, fried/frozen/fast foods? Why not salad? Carrots? Even some sort of cold soup?
Last night we went out to dinner, and I got a big plate full of gooey, spicey, pork chops. Then I came home and had chocolate pie. THEN, at like 2am (because it was too hot to sleep, so we just sat around in the basement watching crappy movies until 4am, when it finally cooled down), I ate an entire frozen pizza. Then today I bought ANOTHER one. I can seriously count on one hand the number of times I've eaten ANY pizza in the last six months, yet by the end of this weekend I will have eaten two. And the only things I've eaten so far today are: an ounce of almonds, three squares of chocolate, and a bowl full of pork fried rice. And some raspberry lemonade. What the butt?
4) Speaking of raspberry lemonade. If you live in the PNW, FM has all flavors of Santa Cruz lemonade on sale right now for 99¢. Don't be fooled by the "organic" label - it's not good for you. It's mostly sugar, but you know...it's lemonade.
Once in college, I worked at a food stand at a fair in Portland, and we made batter fried veggies and fresh-squeezed lemonade. Each lemonade we served was one cup of lemon juice, ONE CUP OF SUGAR, and then the rest was filled with water and ice. But it was the best lemonade EvEr. It was so good I could've cried. And the whole PNW is fuckingroastinghotasamotherfucker right now, which I think makes drinking lemonade and iced tea pretty much a requirement.
5) Oh, also...when I tried to open the lemonade jar at first, I couldn't get it open. Not even with a dish towel. A few years ago, my grandmother (who is a kitchen gadget FIEND) gave me this gigantic, awkward looking jar opener, and I was all like, "um...thaaanks."
But in my head I was thinking "Why the hell would I need this POS? I am young and strong."
BUT, I haaave used it a few times. And today, on my raspberry lemonade, it worked like a charm. It's big and clunky, but I have to say - I love it. Oma FTW. ♥
6) Speaking of Oma, she'll be in Seaside when we go down for the holiday. I'm excited to see her. Also vacationing with us will be: my mom & Brian, Sam, Maria & Indra, Sarah & Chris & baby Nevada, and All & Sandy. Smaller than most of our summer family holidays, but here's the kicker; All & Sandy are staying at a hotel, but alllll of the rest of us will be staying in my parents' four-bedroom beach house. I think it's like, 1600-1700 sq ft. For five days. I wouldn't be worried if there wasn't a grandma and a baby, but two parents, one grandparent, one baby niece, and five-seven siblings (depending on whether or not you count A&S), plus Brett...I don't know. It sounds a little...third worldish. And I sound like an asshole for saying that, but whatevs. We'll just see how it goes. It'll probably be great, but I'm still a little apprehensive.
7) It is sooo hot here. Too hot to do anythinggg. It's in the 90's, which I guess isn't THAT hot, but remember - most people in the Northwest, including us, don't have air conditioning. And this computer is in our living room, which is the highest point of our split-level home. It's probably like, 8000° up here. And my monitor/computer is AWESOMELYHUGE (24"), and is probably making things even hotter. I'm sad because I took some photos last night that I want to upload, but I have to sort through them and I just CAN'T stay up here any longer. But I can't upload them from my laptop, because they've already been imported into my iMac. Grar. But maybe I'll bust out the lappy later and go on Facebook or something. We'll see. We'll probably be hanging out in our basement all night, watching whatever crap is on tv. At first I'll be eating homemade tacos while watching tv, but then maybe I'll go on fb. Or maybe I'll crochet. Or maybe I'll eat my frozen pizza. Who knows? But I won't be coming back upstairs, that's for damn sure. WHEW!
4 comments:
In the spirit of our most recent conversations:
"It's big and clunky, but I have to say - I love it."
That's what SHE said!
But in all seriousness, it's f-ing hot and we're trying to figure out what to eat for dinner. No foolin', 5 minutes before I read your post, i suggested a frozen pizza. And we haven't had one of those in literally years.
Bahaha. Yeah, I'm pretty sure you guys eat at LEAST as healthfully as we do normally, so there must be something in the air this weekend. In the nearly unbearably hot air.
On a somewhat-but-not-really related note, if you guys haven't seen the movie King Corn yet, you totally should. We watched it last week, and then tonight we watched a Q&A interview with Aaron Woolf (the director/writer/producer) on C-SPAN. That guy is the shiznit.
I just searched the interwebs to find a picture of the ridiculously and unneccessarily mechanical vice grip jar opener that graced our gadget drawer in the 80's (and probably still lives there). I gave up. But someday I hope to inherit the damn thing and share with you the finger-pinching horrifically-designed gawdawfulness that was that thing.
I think I'll go get a frozen pizza.
Jon...I can't wait.
Also - when are we doing that bagel party thingy? And are you going to Adventures in Mating? I think we're going w/ Courtney, hopefully the weekend after next.
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