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day thirty seven

17 Sep

1. skype and my best friend!

my best friend just moved to new york and so we’ve both been dealing with a lot of transition: looking for jobs, settling in, getting used to our neighborhood, etc. though, i suppose i’ve been here for a bit in reality. regardless, we haven’t really been able to talk for awhile. she was traveling before they settled, and frankly, i’m not the best at staying in touch from so far away.

we finally talked today and it’s always so reassuring – partly just knowing someone likes me and thinks that i’m their favorite friend (besides their husband) and partly because it’s someone so cool! i was feeling down this morning, and yesterday, and though i still feel in essence the same, there’s a clearer space in my mind and my confidence is boosted a bit.

i’m grateful for her and for the effort she makes in staying in touch. and of course skype for letting us see each other and take walking tours of our new apartments, etc.

2. my shoes are safe

there was no rain scheduled for today and though i know that’s not how it really works, nature is on her own schedule, i checked two different weather sites and both said: sun. so, what do i do? i wear satin shoes. and what happens? it starts raining. (of course)

they're cute, aren't they! 🙂

but, the good news is, it only started to rain when i was about five minutes from the train station and then again just as i got home. so, my shoes are fine! there was a minute there when i was worried, but in the end, they were completely safe. phew.

3. our last pizza

james and i (once again) are making a commitment to eat healthy and we’re going at it a bit extreme at the beginning. as in, fruits, veggies, brown rice, fish… nothing else… so today as a “going away present” to ourselves, we made pizza with our lovely pizza stone.

i made a whole wheat crust that was pretty good and i used an entire can of black olives. that’s how good they are. granted, it was one of those half-cans (because that’s all i could find), but i would have used more and should have bought two. oh well. olives on my salad next.

anyway, i really do love pizza and it was just so yummy and i really love our pizza stone. BUT i’m going to love being in shape and losing that weight that i’ve been talking about for… well, too long to admit, really. so, i’m both grateful for pizza and that i won’t be eating it for awhile.



day thirty two

11 Sep

this might actually be what i look like when cleaning... dopey smile and all...

1. cleaning

i’m not a dirty person at all, but sometimes (like today), i wake up and it seems like suddenly the house is a mess: the floors are dusty and have a whole lot of what seems to be my hair in the corners and on the rugs (i seriously don’t know how it is that i lose that much hair every day and still have any left over), there are days’ worth of dishes in the sink and a sort of sticky mess (from peanut butter and honey sandwiches) on the coffee table. worse, it’s organizational too. the desk cabinet is wide open and papers are flung about in “piles” on the desk and i’ve very obviously just been searching through all my big accordion file searching for my passport, visa and tax id number for my new job.

okay, that last one doesn’t happen every day, but it was like that today. usually i’m on top of things. after all, i don’t have a job. but i seem to have been really busy lately, or something. i haven’t got a lot done that i wanted to.

i also usually don’t like cleaning on the weekends. james is lovely and helps, but i just don’t like cleaning when he’s around. i never have. my favorite thing was when my roommates would go out of town or something and i could clean at 2 in the morning without them either being woken up or thinking i was crazy. there’s something about cleaning that really clears my mind. part of it, of course, is that when it’s cluttered around me, my head feels cluttered as well (which is never good) and i start to feel overwhelmed and out of control (which i feel enough as it is anyway).

but a big part of it is the act of cleaning. something about the solitary silence and the fact that i don’t have to think about what i’m doing. i can just do. and be blank.

i don’t give myself enough time to be blank. i give myself plenty of time to think, but that’s not always what i need. so, today, i was grateful for cleaning the house and the opportunity it gave me of being blank for a few hours.

(it should be noted that this is not a photo what we ordered. even my husband couldn't eat all that.)

2. delivery sushi

i know back in the us it isn’t so impressive, because they have a delivery service for everything (even weed if you’re in san francisco), but in spain they only had one company that delivered pizza. okay, i’m not entirely sure that’s a fact, because i know they also had pizza hut, but i don’t think i could bring myself to eat pizza hut on purpose. i don’t know where it comes from but on the pizza delivery scale, starting OBVIOUSLY with round table, pizza hut would come last for me.

but anyway, we’re not talking about pizza here. though they deliver that here in germany as well. but they also deliver chinese and thai and all sorts of foods that you want on a rainy sunday after you’ve cleaned the house and don’t really feel like going outside or making anything that would mess up your freshly-cleaned kitchen. and, as it turns out, they deliver sushi too. and it is really freakin’ good.

as my husband said, “uh-oh. is this amazing or this very, very dangerous?”

3. olive oil hair masque

i’ve talked about it before, i’ve even told other people that it’s a great idea. but i’ve never done it. and why would i? i worked at an aveda salon for years and then i lived in the most humid place ever (i’m not entirely sure that’s true either, but it seems true). but now i’m living in a dry place again and i’ve been told that they have pretty hard water and that can have some bad effects on your hair.

whatever the reasons, all i know is that my hair has become less curly and frizzy and it feels dry and brittle and i am NOT okay with that.

i will never forget the first time i read little women and discovered that jo had sold her hair and it was all chopped short. she broke down crying, i broke down crying and then amy, her younger sister, said the words that would stick with me forever: “oh jo, your one true beauty”. that’s it, that’s what my hair is. in my complete and total mania, insanity and insecurity, my hair and my feet are the only things i’m truly confident of all the time. the other features, they have their moments, but my hair and my feet, i’m always happy with.

so, getting back to the point. my hair has been shit lately. seriously. so today, i mixed a little geranium oil and some gardenia oil into some olive oil and let it sit for half the day (while i was cleaning) and then applied it and let it sit on my hair and scalp for about thirty minutes and now my hair feels curlier and shinier.

we’ll see how it holds up. this might have to become a sunday ritual.