Sunday, May 31, 2009
spring cleaning at the martial arts studio, zines
Then we spent the rest of the day at home. We made chickpea cutlets. I read zines. I printed out all of Erik and LM Magazine #45, and Erik read it out loud to me, proofreading. It's your standard Erik and LM Magazine--lots of poems, some autobiographical essays, book reviews and zine reviews. The zine reviews got no contact info, which I've had one reader complain about in the past, but I guess everyone knows how to use google.
Today Erik is hiking. I plan to make all the edits on Erik and LM #45 and do layout. My friend who says she'd make a cover might or might not come through, and if she doesn't, I have a plan b.
Here is a mandala made by Jack Cheiky based on one of Erik's photos.
Friday, May 29, 2009
vegan lemon cake
Thursday, May 28, 2009
without the song
Now Erik's washing dishes, and brown basmati rice is cooking on the stove for lunch.
I'm in the middle of The Magic Orange Tree, which is a book of Haitian folktales. I retold one about an evil spirit fish to Erik, and he liked it though I didn't remember the little song that's repeated throughout so I couldn't sing it for him.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
So we headed out to Fair Oaks but stopped on the way at a small but very beautiful, peaceful botanical garden. I wrote a letter to my penpal R in England. Erik perambulated. A photographer was there doing a photo shoot with a woman, her dog, and her umbrella. She brought bags full of fake flowers with her and stuck them in the bushes to make it look like they were blooming.
Then we stopped at Rudolf Steiner so we could use the bathroom and so I could look at cards at their bookstore, but the bookstore was closed for inventory. We saw the resident cow, which was nice.
Then we went to the riverside. We walked and sat. I wrote in my journal. There was vetch blooming all over the place, which I love.
After the river, we went to Sunflower and got lunch. I got the nut burger, while Erik got the mushroom millet burger. We split a chocolate peanutbutter shake. We ate at the little park by Sunflower. An adorable black chicken with white cheek wattles stayed near us and made adorable little clucking sounds.
Home again, we started watching Year of the Dog which I got from the library, but we couldn't stand it and jumped ship. Then we read a lot. I finished reading a book of poems called The Heaven-Sent Leaf and got halfway through French Milk before bailing then read all of a graphic novel called Shortcomings.
Got an email from our old friend A from grad school saying he and his two sons are going to Yosemite last week of June and maybe we'll camp together.
Monday, May 25, 2009
lemon bars as they are
Anyway, today is Medi-Cal forms day. They were actually due in 10 days, the letter says, and 10 days was May 23rd, so we're late. I plan to call tomorrow morning and ask if they meant 10 days from the date they were sent or 10 days from the date they were received, and if I can hand deliver them in Oakland instead of sending them in the mail. So Erik and I might be going on a daytrip tomorrow.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
vegan lemon bars
It was my first time zesting lemons. When I was a kid, I just left the lemon zest out. It was fun. Erik helped. I got a good method with a potato peeler.
The laptop has started making weird sounds. We need to bring it in somewhere to get it fixed--I'm sure it's the fan.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
karma yoga day, secret ingredient, almond meal pancakes
Then was lunchtime. Some beans were stellar. I asked B what he used to season them, and he told me his secret was a mix of sambar spices. So I plan to go to the Indian grocery and pick up some sambar spice mix.
Another star was the brown betty. I don't know what fruit was in it--rhubarb? Well, that's not a fruit, but you know what I mean.
Then choir practice was canceled for lack of attendance. Erik was at the fair. He came home, and we took a nap. We were both exhausted.
Then I made some almond meal pancakes that were a failure. Well, we ate them, so I guess they weren't a complete failure. Erik said something like, "No more random recipes off the internet." I noted how the maple syrup seemed so, so sweet because the pancakes weren't bread-like so the syrup didn't soak in. What caused the failure was probably the fact that I used egg replacer rather than eggs. Sometimes egg replacer works--sometimes no.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Then tomorrow Erik's going to the fair with T while I'm off at karma yoga day. I will be pulling weeds with P from 9 to noon and then eating lunch at the temple and then choir practice at 1:30. Long day--water was supplied last year, but I should bring my own just in case. Luckily, it's not supposed to be too hot. It will be comforting to spend the time with P.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Talking with Erik about buying a MP3 player so I can have some music with me on the trip. He has a little $50 shuffle. That's one gig, which would be fine with me. I think it's 240 songs. Alternately, we can see if a portable CD player we have still works, and I could bring CDs the old fashioned way. Erik's charging the batteries.
Tonight I made buckwheat noodles (soba) and broccoli with soy sauce and hot sesame oil. It was very good. Then I was still hungry, so I ate the leftover cold broccoli with vegan mayo and ketchup. Cold broccoli with mayo is a favorite combination of mine (which most people would probably find revolting).
Before that, we went to the park. I wrote letters while Erik ran. I had already taken my daily walk in the morning.
Then we went to Whole Foods for water and some ingredients. They didn't have agar agar flakes or arrowroot powder, which is a bummer, and I guess we need to go to the co-op for those. I want to make vegan lemon bars from The Veganomicon. Oh, I need lemons too, but I'm not sure how many. When I was a teenager and made lemon bars, I always used bottled lemon juice.
This morning I spent two hours reading FML, a site I just discovered. I like anecdotes, so it's up my alley.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tonight after Erik gets home from work, we're planning on going out to the park, and then I have a yogurt tasting study downtown that I'm getting paid $30 for. Not bad for half an hour's work.
Also in the news, I wrote a letter to Georgia Governor George Perdue today, asking him to commute the death sentence of Troy Davis. I've sent emails, but this was a paper letter.
I've got Erik and Laura-Marie Magazine #45 all arranged the way I want it on the computer. Now I need to finish editing the reviews and have Erik proofread the whole thing, and I'll be ready to cut and paste and print.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
edit to add: Smells great, broth's great--sweet potatoes are still boring.
Anyway, I found tons I'm interested in. I ordered for now A Country Year by Sue Hubbell which is six hours, and something called Rapid Spanish which is only an hour. For the trip I think I'll try to get Madame Bovary and/or Reading Lolita in Tehran. Those are 11 and a half and 18 and a half hours respectively, which doesn't make much sense--maybe Madame Bovary is abridged, which would suck. Anyway, those two appeal to me most. A lot of the books had interesting titles or were by an author I'd heard of, so I ended up looking at synopses on amazon, and I learned some stuff. For example, I'm really interested in reading The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion, but I would want to read it on paper.
Monday, May 18, 2009
So this has been occupying my thoughts since yesterday evening. At first we were trying to figure out a way to do it with Erik coming too--we would have had to board Kitty. But then we realized Erik would have to give up his unemployment while we were away, and that's $600 we just don't have.
I'm excited about the trip and wish it were tomorrow instead of a month and a week away. I feel ready. Hopefully I'll still feel strong and stable when it's time. When we were talking about it this morning, I cried for a while just thinking about it, and I know there will be more tears, but it should be worth it. I want to think of myself as an adventurer who can be independent and travel and do things, and I'll have my mom to comfort me. Hopefully the stress of travel won't make people too snappy. And hopefully Nana's air conditioner works well. I've decided to compromise my diet because I don't want to make Nana cook vegetarian food for me. I will go back to eating fish and fowl just for the trip, and just when I have to. What else? I think I'll need to wear shorts, so I'm planning on shaving my legs, something I haven't done since I was 17 years old, but my dad especially can't take the sight of a woman with unshaved legs. So that's another compromise. But I can do that.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
taking a break from scoring in the dark
I made some pasta last night, white pasta from costco my mom bought me last visit. It's so good. I had mine with vegan margarine and salt. And broccoli on the side. Erik had his with broccoli mixed in and garlic and the heavenly local olive oil.
We're scoring SAT in the dark because it's so hot and our apartment is like an oven. Keeping the blinds closed seems to help keep things cooler. But it's like being in a cave.
Hoped to wake up early enough to walk this morning. I thought I was doing so well forcing myself awake, but then I looked at the clock and saw it was 9. Dreamed Erik and I drove our car off the side of a cliff, and while we were falling through the air, we kissed and said we loved one another and goodbye.
Friday, May 15, 2009
The most important thing is not to forget about the appointment. That's happened once before, and then as punishment I had to go to something called Med Group before I could get a new appointment. (Med Group was actually fine, but I showed up an hour late for that, and it was a miracle that the guy who runs it would talk to me when I came so late.) I don't think of Saturday mornings as doctor time, but all my appointments with him have been Saturday mornings.
I typed up something about my anxiety for the psychiatrist, and it's scary to give it to him because the last time I typed up something for a doctor and gave it to him--that was my first psychiatrist, Dr N--he wouldn't read it and made me feel dumb. A version of what I typed is going to be in the next functionally ill, which might not be out for a long time, but at least I'm working on it.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
100 Word Life Plans
yoga, writing, hot
This weekend the yoga studio has an open house with all free, slightly shorter than usual yoga classes. I plan to go.
Lately I've been working hard on Erik and LM Magazine #45 as well as functionally ill #5. It's really emotional writing. Night before last I had a hard time going to sleep.
It's supposed to hit 103F (39C) on Sunday. I guess I should be grateful it didn't start sooner. Oh, but then it's going back down into the 80s for a while.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
At my mental health place as I waited I read We Are Not Machines #2, which is a discussion of technology and how it affects memory. It's very good. Do you remember me talking about a guy who used to be a teenage fighter pilot / astronaut / movie star / astronomer / olympic athlete? He was there. I guess he just hangs out in the waiting room. He left and came back and stared straight at me for a while. I don't know why. But he didn't try to talk to me.
I worked on Erik and LM Magazine #45. I'm writing some stuff about moving and jobs that may or may not be interesting. It's stuff I think about a lot, so hopefully my readers won't mind.
Work is okay--my stats have improved. Tonight for dinner I made chickpea cutlets, and they turned out great as always. Just now I heard a pop and the tinkle of glass and asked Erik to go look and see if it was our truck, another window. It wasn't.
Monday, May 11, 2009
new postal rates today
So when I see my psychiatrist Saturday May 16th, I need to bring up the fact that I'll probably lose all services July 1st and need to get off my super-expensive medication to find something less expensive. I also want to bring up the anxiety I've been having. Don't know if there will be time for both.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Have'a Corn Chips
Last time we went to Whole Foods, we bought two bags of Have'a Corn Chips. Poking around online I read a little about them.
Turns out there used to be an om symbol on the bag. Heck yeah! It disappeared after September 11th--coincidence? I guess they don't do interviews. I remember we first got Have'a Corn Chips from a natural foods store in Mammoth Lakes, California. And we fell in love.
But a commenter on the OC Weekly post reminds us that corn and soy are big GMO crops. I don't know how I feel about GMO foods--definitely would rather avoid them. GMO foods is one of the things I should know more about.
Anyway, we ate them with guacamole. I made guacamole for dinner last night and lunch today. Then Erik finished off the second bag with some green salsa just a little bit ago.
Thursday, May 07, 2009
problem never solved
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
Then today we stopped at Avila beach on our way north to Sacramento. We walked at the pier, and I sat for a long time, feeling my hair being blown around by the wind, looking at the water and at boats, just thinking my thoughts. Then we went to the Barn, where we saw some animals. The cow wasn't there, though. I wonder if she's hamburgers or what.
The drive home was grueling. We decided to take the 5, which was a big mistake. Even though it's faster, it seems much longer because it's so abysmally dull.
Home again, it's good to see that Kitty is fine (he doesn't even seem very mad at us).
Monday, May 04, 2009
I just ate the best mango I'd ever tasted. We bought it a week ago at a Japanese store in Sacramento called Oto's. It was big and juicy and sweet, beautiful yellow and red colors on the outside and pure ornange within. I chewed on the seed.
This morning we went to Guadaulpe beach. We walked then sat on a diftwood stump, looked at pelicans, started out to sea. I worked on a letter to my friend M. Erik wrote haiku. It was foggy, and we had the beach to ourselves except for some fishermen we couldn't see. I wore a hat and then my jacket's hood over my head so my ears didn't get too much wind.
Last time we were at Guadaupe beach, the wind blowed the sand so hard that I couldn't leave the car. Today it was much more habitable. Tomorrow we plan to go to other beaches, and maybe Erik won't exercise so we'll have more time.
My mom has eight huge boxes of mushrooms, and we plan to saute them and freeze them in packets.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
choir and Samiti stuff
"How was it?" L asked.
"Magnificent!" S said. Then S said she should call me Moni, which means silence, but I don't know what language. I don't know what part of India she comes from.
After choir practice, I sang a cappella with B. It was beautiful because Ar Kano Mon is one of my favorite songs, and Gaya's River Feast though in English is a good one too. Those are the two songs we're singing for Buddha. B and I both have such quiet voices that I think it was good for us to hear ourselves.
Then there was a board meeting. I took minutes. Tonight I sent some emails and typed up the meeting record and just worked on Samiti stuff because tomorrow Erik and I are going out of town.
Friday, May 01, 2009
Otherwise at Pt Reyes, we hiked a short hike to Chimney Rock, but once we got to the spot, we couldn't figure out which rock was chimney rock. None of them looked really chimney-like. We saw wild flowers: blue-eyed grass, wild irises, California poppies, lupine blue and yellow, radish, mustard, and lots whose name I don't know. We saw beautiful cows. We saw ravens. We saw humans and a cat.