Sunday, September 30, 2007
news from the guacamole festival
Yesterday I baked an apple crisp--the topping is delicious, but the apples are for the most part not soft enough. I stuck a fork in it to test it, but I was mistaken about the results. It's good anyway. But I forgot the cinnamon. Next time.
I've been making a lot of guacamole--the avocados my mom bought me at Costco all came ripe at the same time. It's delicious. I'm experimenting with different variations with every batch.
Last night we watched the second-to-last episode of The Prisoner, and it was just too intense and violent for me. I barely got through it.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Erik at the protest
There's Erik on the right. Picture stolen from http://www.sanfranciscolovesburma.blogspot.com.
super remarkable day
Now he's shopping in Japantown and will have lunch at our favorite Indian place in the world, Chutney, and bring me home something.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...I went to a chain craft store this morning for beading stuff! I am a beader now! I made my first bracelet this afternoon--it's pink beads with silver spacers, very pretty--I will post a picture later if I can get Erik's help with the digital camera. My best friend E told me that beading is easy, and I'm glad I listened to her, because it is.
Then I was on my way to the post office when someone let me know I had a flat tire. Yep, it was flat. I did my post office business anyway, figuring that I had already been driving on it, so if the rim was to be destroyed, it was already destroyed. Then two more people told me about the flat tire, and I was getting weepy and shaky from being yelled at by strangers. I prayed and drove right to the Goodyear tire place that's around the corner.
And guess what? They're all out of tires the size that my Blazer requires, so they ordered one, and it will be in by tomorrow afternoon. They put on the spare for me for free, and I am very grateful.
In conclusion, it was too much excitement in the morning and now the right kind of excitement with bracelet-making. I am halfway through my second already.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
He just took apart the broken boxspring and got it all into the dumpster. It's one less thing to possess.
I made tomato sandwiches for dinner while he read me a Moomin story about the Moomin family getting woken up from their winter hibernation for Christmas, which seems like some sort of dangerous emergency, from the way everyone is preparing for it.
Erik said the tomato sandwiches are good, but I disagreed--spoiled by all the garden tomatoes my friend A gave me during the summer.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Good news--I fixed Word. I used the help to help me figure out that there's a check box that somehow got unchecked for vertical scrollbar. So now I don't need to worry about finding a new word processor anymore.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
the trip, errands, ice cream
Home again, this morning I got lots done. I had my permanent crown put on, so now I'm a queen forever, and my dental work is entirely finished. I got medication refills. Erik deposited checks while I did that. We dropped off the car at the mechanic. We went to Baskin Robbins so I could get my free ice cream scoop of the year. I chose butter pecan. It was fun to eat ice cream in front of Whole Foods. Erik looked at the newspapers while I went inside to check whether our favorite brand of scones, Sconehenge, had shortbread in today--it did not.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
This evening when I made Erik's fried rice, I put a grated carrot in it, and he liked it very much, so I'm happy there's one more vegetable I can feed him.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
My birthday was excellent this year. I got tons of good wishes from loved friends and relatives. I feel cared for and supported. The cake turned out good, though the frosting is not my favorite. We had happy birthday rituals. Erik made me the most adorable Moomin card. I'm not really pleased to be 31, but I figure I'll give it a try.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
This morning we went to Vedanta and pulled weeds with my friend P--the most interesting thing that happened was when we saw a pink praying mantis. I looked for pictures of something similar on the internet and couldn't find one.... P suggested that it was an albino.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
a feather out of place
This morning I went to the Vedanta garden to sweep the steps of the Shiva mound and ran into my friend P. I helped her with some heavy weeding for a couple hours. It was sunny but not too hot. I took a break and ate some grapes right from the vine. I was the person with the shovel, loosening weeds, while P was the person on her hands and knees getting most of the weeds out. I also piled weeds into the greenwaste can and smashed them down, so many weeds that the can became the heaviest I have ever pulled, and I pulled it all the way to the area where greenwaste cans wait for trash day Thursday. It kept righting itself, it was so heavy, and I strained my muscles as I pulled.
Last night I baked some vegan cornbread. It turned out very sweet (probably too sweet). It's sweetened with maple syrup. Its vegan-ness is special because usually eggs hold cornbread together. It's made with whole wheat flour in addition to the corn meal. The recipe called for fine corn meal, but the co-op only had medium, so I used medium, and that was fine.
I got a form from disability today that asks really difficult questions--difficult because the questions are geared toward regular people who worked regular jobs. (I've worked only strange little occasional two-day jobs for quite a while now, as well as jobs running 12 days straight scoring SAT essays.) Erik's digging through paystubs to try to find information.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Today we went to Target on a mission to find out Erik's sizes, but they didn't have his size in anything. The jacket fit around his shoulders and belly, but the sleeves were too long. The pants were too long also--the shortest size is 30, but he evidently needs a 28. He didn't even try on the shirt because he knew what would happen--the sleeves would be too long on the shirt too. We've come to the conclusion that Erik is short. He's 5' 7".
I can't remember what's next--I guess we need to buy pants in the size available and have them hemmed. As for shirts, maybe Men's Warehouse would have something right. But I'm scared of setting foot in there. Maybe a Big & Tall store would have shirts that fit in the belly but with shorter sleeves.
Do I really want to expend all this effort when he doesn't even have an interview yet? We would need to buy shoes also. Add to all this how much Erik hates shopping. After looking around at Target, his reward was a trip to the video game area, where he played a platform game and a tennis game while I waited patiently.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
I've been getting together a manuscript for a contest. There's no entry fee, so I figured, why not? Erik looked through my thesis and put post-it notes on his favorite poems. I'm just typing them up and will fret about order later.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
to the dump
Also in the news, we went to the co-op for water. On the way home, Erik referred to the water jugs as our Aquatic Amigos, which made me giggle.
Monday, September 10, 2007
new bed, disability call
It's confusing to know what to do with the old bed. We got it from beside the apartment complex dumpster over a year ago. So maybe we should just put it back there. But I'm afraid of getting in trouble with management. So maybe we should put it out in the middle of the night when everyone's sleeping and no one will see. Or maybe I should find out how much it would cost to get the old mattress and boxspring hauled away legitimately.
Today I got a call from someone at state disability asking for more information, processing my form. It sounds like everything is good. She's sending another form in the mail having to do with the part time work I've done since the claim began.
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Friday, September 07, 2007
a day in Berkeley, some good mail
Then we did other Berkeley things: we bought bread at Acme, read books at Cody's, and bought soap at Elephant, our favorite drug store in the world. I made a small run of the mental health zines because I had depleted my supply.
Today I got three zines in the mail: So Sue Me, Aubade #3, and A Jacks. I had Erik read me A Jacks twice. Erik also read me the first short story in a new Moomin book, Tales from Moominvalley.
Then I dreamed that I died again. The afterlife wasn't scary, but it was filled with lines that everyone had to wait in. It was much like regular life but with more bureaucracy. I heard a rumor that if you wanted to get reincarnated, you had to fill out a form.
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Lassen Volcanic National Park
Yesterday Erik and I went to Lassen Volcanic National Park on a whim. I was feeling down, and it was a good way to get me out of the house. The best thing about the trip was seeing a geothermal vent that looked like a crater, filled with bubbling mud, making a strange grumbling sound and spewing warm steam that smells like sulfur. The crater is about four feet across, and there are other geothermal vents nearby, but not the mud pot kind. I had never seen anything like this before, and I had worshipful feelings--I had to restrain myself from some strange worshipful act. I think the smell was pleasant, though Erik finds it disgusting, and we agreed to disagree.
So that was the first stop. Then we drove through the rest of the park. We visited a small green lake called Emerald Lake where I leaned against a nice warm rock. Emerald Lake is special in that it doesn't have any streams coming in or out, and it's green from algae that lives there because the water is warmed geothermally.
We saw other lakes and stunning views of peaks and ridges and lots of conifers. I bought postcards near Lassen peak. We were at a high elevation--the road went up to more than 8000 ft. We took a walk at Manzanita Lake, and I was patient while Erik took a lot of pictures.
Then it started to rain. It had been months since we'd seen any rain, and it made us very happy. There was thunder and lightning--lightning in flashes. On our way out of the park, we stopped again at the Sulfur Works. I was very cold and wet with rain, but we paid one last visit to the geothermal vent that had so impressed me. I stared for a long time so I could see little bits of mud being thrown into the air by the spewing gases. Then some other people showed up and I moved away to let them have their time alone / sacred fun with the mud pot.
We tried to think up a name for it--Erik had some good candidates, including Cal the Cauldron--the one that made me laugh a lot, Scaldie--and my favorite, Thermie. I rejected all of the names as disrespectful.
Our diet was poor--we ate potato chips from the gift shop, granola bars, and tortilla chips for dinner. The drive home was long, and the rain had lasted for only a short time within the park. We got home at about 10.
Today there's a fire. The light is orange, and there are little bits of ash in the air. It's been a comfortable morning, but it's supposed to get up to 95 today and 98 tomorrow. Tomorrow we're planning to go to Berkeley for free day at the botanical garden.
Monday, September 03, 2007
Krishna puja day
It was me and the woman in charge of flowers J, as well as my friends D and V and my good friend P--all of us threading flower heads on dental floss with big, thick needles. It was fun and sort of like picking peaches and plums a few days ago--a very real thing to do, somehow vivid and an authentic experience.
This afternoon I was feeling down and Erik took me out to Whole Foods for some grocery shopping then to the Davis co-op. We enjoyed being out and getting lots of veggies for a big stir fry, which turned out delicious: cauliflower, broccoli, spinach, ginger, garlic, green onions, and tofu with soy sauce over rice.
Saturday, September 01, 2007
roses, buff, peanutbutter cookies
I stood in the sun
pinning fake flowers
to the railing of a short bridge.
decorated the gazebo
with fall leaves, more flowers,
and golden things.
It was 100.
I burned the back of my neck.
First I tried to twine
the garland three times.
Then it would run out,
At least it was symmetrical.
My fingers ache from the pins.
One fell into the pond--
with a “plunk” it was gone.
It might have been eaten by a fish.
I once trailed
the tail end of a garland
in murky water
then hoisted it up
and picked pond scum
from a fabric white rose.
This morning we went to Staples so I could photocopy my disability paperwork and buy some tape and white out--well, I messed up the white out purchase. I bought "buff" thinking buff was a synonym for "matte" as in "has been buffed" but I was wrong. Oops. It's a brownish white. Why the heck didn't they call it "buff out" then? Or "off-white out"?
This evening I made peanutbutter cookies in lieu of dinner. I halved the sugar and used whole wheat flour for the flour--they turned out delicious, and I can't imagine them sweeter.