Friday, February 13, 2009

*Abboccato with S & C

[in progress]

Risotto balls with truffles!!!!



Thursday, February 12, 2009

Pound & Pence Pub & C's Birthday

[in progress]

Further Cutbacks

While I should be talking about the tragic layoffs happening around the world, this post is really about more foods that I can't eat. As if the dairy wasn't restrictive enough.

My family and I have long suffered from mouth ulcers (aka aphthous ulcer, canker sore, aphthous stomatitis, Sutton's Disease) that can take more than a month to heal. It is unbelievably painful and interferes with one of my greatest pleasures in life - eating. I think I may have 5-6 of them for the past 2 weeks - 2 in the back of my throat, one under my tongue, one on the tongue, one on my gum and one on my lip (which thank goodness is healing because I was looking like a collagen injection gone terribly wrong and drooling). I had to put my head down on my desk and almost cried just trying to eat breakfast and dinner yesterday. I've been treating myself with ibuprofen and anbesol.

I think that the break out may have happened due to lack of sleep, stress, trauma to the mouth (I have TMJ), overindulgence in wine and acidic foods (e.g., tomatoes, grapefruit), and general immunodeficiency issues. I have cut out my daily half a grapefruit, cut out tomato-based foods (pasta sauce, tomato soups), and wine. I will have to hit the Duane Reade for toothpaste that doesn't have sodium lauryl sulfate and milk of magnesia to gargle with. And after a year of M and Doris suggesting, I will make an appointment with a GI specialist.

Dream: Madonna Carnival

I had a very vivid dream and while there was anxiety, it wasn't the usual bizarre awful nightmare.

We were at the Madonna Carnival which takes place in the town next to mine (I had gone every year as a child). This was part Carnival, part wedding of Camile (whom I had gone to college with), part church, part flea market and part someone's house. I had gotten a number of stuff at the flea market and put it in a back room with other people's stuff while I attended the wedding. The wedding went very slowly and it felt very old Italian. At the end, the minister opened up the front of the church so people could leave (like a restaurant). I went to the back to get my stuff and it was gone. So, there was a lot of frantic searching and I started to go through the backpack of this kid and some stuff was in there. I took my stuff back, grabbed my parents and Doris and we went out the back of the house into the park but I had no shoes on and it was raining lightly and apparently, it was a place where people walked their dogs so I had to dodge a block or so of wet disintegrating poo to get to the car.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Squealz x3!

I won Windham Mountain ski lift tickets!!!!! I have been entering the drawing on their website every week for over 2 years and finally, FINALLY, I won!

SFactor 4.6: Flying Body Spiral

SQUEALZ x 2! Not only did my fabulous gifties arrive today, today we learned some KILLER combos and...drumroll please...the flying body spiral. Oh, I've been dying to learn this one!

So, first we did a rhondejong to flying half pint. I've seen some girls do this before and thought it was so awesome. Then, firefly to pole bend to half pint. Great way to do a series of pole tricks. I did the pole cat without falling off the pole - vast improvement! And finally, the flying body spiral where you swing with one arm, catch the pole behind you with the other arm and swing around. So beautiful. I need to practice doing it with my other arm because when I tried, I nailed the back of my head with the pole. I'm okay, I'm okay.

Awesome...and on to the helicopter and hopefully, a spinning helicopter.

SQUEALZ!

It's here! Oooo, maybe I'll get a silver buckle, too...

Nightmare

I really hope the early morning nightmares aren't returning. This nightmare made me want to be a vegetarian and question my ability to care for children.

So, this morning, V and I were - what else - eating at a restaurant. This seemed to be a Chinese restaurant with a lot of people and wood paneling - like Penang. The gross thing was that there was a restaurant worker checking a tray of very large steamed crab and there was a fish on the tray but it was alive and only half steamed and it was gasping for air. V and I were sitting at a counter and apparently you could order baby cartoon animals to be deep fried but they were still alive when he gave them to you and they kind of tottered about half-dazed and breaded.

Then, this 8-10 year old Chinese boy latches on to me and I try to help him find his father but the father has left. And then I lost the boy. I'm frantically looking for him.


Monday, February 9, 2009

Baby Outting

[in progress]





Sunday, February 8, 2009

J & V

[in progress]