Tonight is the first night Todd and I had a meal AT the table.
As a moved-in-together couple we've already done the first dinner and first bottle of wine thing, but tonight was the first night we could actually sit and eat and SEE the table.
The main dish - fish - I overcooked terribly, but the rest was freaking amazing.
I concocted a rosemary sauce for the fish that was finger-licking good (How boastful! But it's true...); made a side of pasta tossed in olive oil, a little salt, pepper and parmesan; and fried zucchini that brought a tear to our eyes - if I say so myself!
What did I love best about this meal? Well, first, that Todd loved it - minus the grotesquely overcooked fish. Secondly, that we had it at the table like normal human beings. Third, the new brand of wine I'm drinking obnoxious quantities of (ever tried Sebeka Shiraz from South Africa? Do. But give it a chance to breathe a little. You won't regret this.)
Most of all...I'm loving that we're sitting at the table together - him polishing all his leather work-gear, a.k.a. holsters, belts, etc. and I'm sitting here drinking delicious Sebeka. But we're doing it together.
I love dinner around the table at my new - temporary - house.
Fried Zucchini:
1 fresh zucchini sliced into 1/2 inch slices
Dip slices into 2 lightly beaten eggs. Dredge dipped slices through mixture of seasoned (not Italian seasoned) bread crumbs mixed with grated Parmesan cheese. Use a bit more cheese than bread crumbs.
Place breaded slices in a large pan with olive oil heated high enough to fry. Cook to even brownness on both sides.
Serve. Then cry for the sheer deliciousness of it all.
Rosemary dip for fish: (The amounts here a bit rough. I was concocting! Taste it before serving and fix what you need.)
3 BIG sprigs of Rosemary
1/8 tsp. salt
1/2 heaping tbsp. chopped garlic
2 tbsp. extra virgin olive oil
couple shakes ground black pepper
2 green onions
2 cap-fulls of lime juice
Place all ingredients in a blender and blend on high until well mixed.
Dip (overcooked) fish in sauce.
Love it.
August 23, 2009
August 20, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving!
Just kidding. I obviously know it's not at all November.
But it didn't feel like it this morning as I stood for an hour and cleaned a 20 lb. turkey I had cooked through the night.
Why in the world was I doing this if it isn't anywhere near Thanksgiving?
Good question!
Last year, there was a bin of turkeys on sale at the grocery store for $6.99 flat. I thought, that's amazing! I picked out the biggest one I could find with the intention of freezing it until Thanksgiving this year.
I was right on track until...Todd and I went to my place to get a load of stuff a couple nights ago and we accidentally left the turkey on the kitchen table. Needless to say, it was thawing quite nicely when I went over the next day.
I was afraid it would be ruined if I tried to refreeze it, so I decided to just cook it. I threw it in the oven overnight and at 6 a.m. this morning I was standing in the dark cleaning my bird.
Happy Thanksgiving!
But it didn't feel like it this morning as I stood for an hour and cleaned a 20 lb. turkey I had cooked through the night.
Why in the world was I doing this if it isn't anywhere near Thanksgiving?
Good question!
Last year, there was a bin of turkeys on sale at the grocery store for $6.99 flat. I thought, that's amazing! I picked out the biggest one I could find with the intention of freezing it until Thanksgiving this year.
I was right on track until...Todd and I went to my place to get a load of stuff a couple nights ago and we accidentally left the turkey on the kitchen table. Needless to say, it was thawing quite nicely when I went over the next day.
I was afraid it would be ruined if I tried to refreeze it, so I decided to just cook it. I threw it in the oven overnight and at 6 a.m. this morning I was standing in the dark cleaning my bird.
Happy Thanksgiving!
August 19, 2009
Moving continued...
So...
An interesting twist to the moving-in bit...
Todd bought a house!!!!
Last night!!!
A BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING, PERFECT house that came completely out of the blue.
Ok, so the offer was simply accepted and of course lots of things can happen between now and getting the keys, but I am of the optimistic sort.
And...I had a good feeling about it based on a few "signs." I'll talk about those later, after it's all said and done.
I am so happy and proud of him!
An interesting twist to the moving-in bit...
Todd bought a house!!!!
Last night!!!
A BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING, PERFECT house that came completely out of the blue.
Ok, so the offer was simply accepted and of course lots of things can happen between now and getting the keys, but I am of the optimistic sort.
And...I had a good feeling about it based on a few "signs." I'll talk about those later, after it's all said and done.
I am so happy and proud of him!
August 17, 2009
But I want to
I went to Todd's on Sunday to do some laundry. Since I had time to spare I decided to start measuring rooms and furniture to see how things- if things - could really fit.
It was while I was in the "master bedroom" that I had a revelation...
If we swapped out night stands, moved that dresser there...hmmm...
By crackie - I think this would work!
I immediately texted Todd my theory and that I might bring a few kitchen things over.
I imagined a rather leisurely move in, but when I got his response of, "That's great!" something snapped inside. It was like a fire had been lit under my...butt.
I drove to my house and honest-to-goodness packed half of my kitchen into my car right then and there. As I drove that first packed car to my new home I texted him that much of my kitchen would be there when he got home. As well as myself.
Then the Sugarland song "Want To" came on the radio. It is THE ONLY song of their's that I like. I pulled into my new neighborhood with the windows down, the song blaring, and me singing at the top of my lungs.
My neighbors are gonna love me!
But I want you
It was while I was in the "master bedroom" that I had a revelation...
If we swapped out night stands, moved that dresser there...hmmm...
By crackie - I think this would work!
I immediately texted Todd my theory and that I might bring a few kitchen things over.
I imagined a rather leisurely move in, but when I got his response of, "That's great!" something snapped inside. It was like a fire had been lit under my...butt.
I drove to my house and honest-to-goodness packed half of my kitchen into my car right then and there. As I drove that first packed car to my new home I texted him that much of my kitchen would be there when he got home. As well as myself.
Then the Sugarland song "Want To" came on the radio. It is THE ONLY song of their's that I like. I pulled into my new neighborhood with the windows down, the song blaring, and me singing at the top of my lungs.
My neighbors are gonna love me!
Whole world could change in a minute
Just one kiss could stop this spining
We could think it through
But I don't want to, if you don't want to
We could keep things just the same
Leave here the way we came, with nothing to lose
But I don't want to, if you don't want to
But I want you
August 15, 2009
Dream home
Last year I had four homes - D.C., Vail, Laramie, and finally Cheyenne. I guess there were actually five if you count my parent's house, which ended up being a brief visit versus the indefinite stay I was expecting.
After all my moving around last year I resolved that 2009 would be the year of being settled. But out of the blue came Todd, my boyfriend of the last several months, and wouldn't you know it? I've decided to move again - with him.
This is all very exciting, but it's a first for me. I've never lived with a "boy," well, ever, (unless you count Tyler a couple of times) and especially not one that was of any real meaning to me (you know I love ya' T!). I just simply never got that far down that path with someone. Now, here I am doing exactly what I didn't expect to do in 2009: house hunting.
Though Todd and I have basically been living together for months now, it took me some time to be ok with a formal, combining-our-stuff-"for-real" move.
He had been asking me to make this move for a while. But for a very independent, very self-sufficient girl like myself the idea of not having control over my own space where I make all the decisions, and honestly, where I will go if for some crazy reason he and I don't work out - was scary.
But one day, a few weeks ago when my boss and I were talking about this she made a point that really resonated: Life is short. If you even think you want to do this, you should. You won't know if it will work until you try, and if it doesn't then you look for someplace else.
Actually, there were several points in there. And they were all very black and white and to the point. She made it sound so simple! I knew I wanted to do this, and surely I could do something so straightforward and easy!
But a few days later I regressed to my old ways. A gal like me doesn't just change overnight! My independent, single-girl mentality reared up and I had what I'm calling "My Last Stand." I insisted we find a new place together...a place that would be our space and not one or the other's with the other person just making some room.
He agreed and we spent lots of time considering and talking about the merits of countless homes for both rent and sale. After seeing what was out there I got fed up and told Todd I've decided his place does make the most sense. It's a good space, and we'd save lots - let me emphasize LOTS - of money each month, and I was ready for us to just be in a place together. Wait - what's that I said?? Yeah...I know. I just needed to go through a process.
Then last night at his place we started mentally moving me in. It became pretty obvious that unless you see being able to open your dresser from the bed a benefit, it was going to be pretty cramped. It would work, but certainly not comfortably, and I've got to say...after eight years of living in a studio I've found my apartment now nearly palatial. Going back to creative living would be hard to do!
So, we decided we're kind of back to square one. I have spent the entire day driving by places and talking to landlords and looking at hell holes I have no desire to "make a go of."
But maybe that's what it's all about, making a go of something. It's not about where we live, but the living together and making room for one another physically, emotionally and mentally.
I'm learning that.
But I'd still like to know if anyone knows of a cute 3-bedroom...!
After all my moving around last year I resolved that 2009 would be the year of being settled. But out of the blue came Todd, my boyfriend of the last several months, and wouldn't you know it? I've decided to move again - with him.
This is all very exciting, but it's a first for me. I've never lived with a "boy," well, ever, (unless you count Tyler a couple of times) and especially not one that was of any real meaning to me (you know I love ya' T!). I just simply never got that far down that path with someone. Now, here I am doing exactly what I didn't expect to do in 2009: house hunting.
Though Todd and I have basically been living together for months now, it took me some time to be ok with a formal, combining-our-stuff-"for-real" move.
He had been asking me to make this move for a while. But for a very independent, very self-sufficient girl like myself the idea of not having control over my own space where I make all the decisions, and honestly, where I will go if for some crazy reason he and I don't work out - was scary.
But one day, a few weeks ago when my boss and I were talking about this she made a point that really resonated: Life is short. If you even think you want to do this, you should. You won't know if it will work until you try, and if it doesn't then you look for someplace else.
Actually, there were several points in there. And they were all very black and white and to the point. She made it sound so simple! I knew I wanted to do this, and surely I could do something so straightforward and easy!
But a few days later I regressed to my old ways. A gal like me doesn't just change overnight! My independent, single-girl mentality reared up and I had what I'm calling "My Last Stand." I insisted we find a new place together...a place that would be our space and not one or the other's with the other person just making some room.
He agreed and we spent lots of time considering and talking about the merits of countless homes for both rent and sale. After seeing what was out there I got fed up and told Todd I've decided his place does make the most sense. It's a good space, and we'd save lots - let me emphasize LOTS - of money each month, and I was ready for us to just be in a place together. Wait - what's that I said?? Yeah...I know. I just needed to go through a process.
Then last night at his place we started mentally moving me in. It became pretty obvious that unless you see being able to open your dresser from the bed a benefit, it was going to be pretty cramped. It would work, but certainly not comfortably, and I've got to say...after eight years of living in a studio I've found my apartment now nearly palatial. Going back to creative living would be hard to do!
So, we decided we're kind of back to square one. I have spent the entire day driving by places and talking to landlords and looking at hell holes I have no desire to "make a go of."
But maybe that's what it's all about, making a go of something. It's not about where we live, but the living together and making room for one another physically, emotionally and mentally.
I'm learning that.
But I'd still like to know if anyone knows of a cute 3-bedroom...!
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