While hardly the most tragic thing to happen to me, today I am suffering the triple-whammy of jetlag, fierce cold, and the boy being too snowed under with work to join me for the weekend after all. ( less whining than you might imagine, but a little whining nonetheless )

Today I'm messing around with red lentil soup. Red lentils are sneaky -- they're bright orange dried but look pale yellow when cooked, like yellow split peas. They make a thinner purée than split peas ( Read more... )

So, things are much improved with the knee! I think I can see a time again soon when we will be friends ( Read more... )

So the oldest recurring dream that I can remember has two elements to it: one, a recurring persistent sound that might be a warning of danger, and two: some kind of large natural disaster approaching. ( long and charming dream about danger and cookies )

Sometime this week or last makes it 8 years since we moved to California. I have a whole box of official papers that have the right date, but I kind of like the mystery.

My mother wants to know: what is up with the not posting to the blog.( cut for brevity )

ASL funny of the day: Instead of signing "could you repeat that?", I realised this morning that I've actually been signing "cake! cake!"

Well, it *is* one of my favourite things to talk about.

New ASL for today: cupcake, and also "please sign that more slowly".

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I'm a little embarassed about my signing around the Deaf people I know but so far ( Read more... )

( more vacationy ramblings )

So: Hawaii. I packed my little tiny skirt in the luggage in the cold wet of San Francisco's February and I thought yeah right. But actually it was the first thing I pulled out of the bag when I hopped off the plane and into Ange's truck. And then we went to the beach. ( yes! I'm on vacation! )

I had an argument with one of our chefs about the tasty tasty gratin potato dish. It was so good I went back for seconds instead of dessert and asked him how he did it. It's ridiculously simple, if you have a mandoline, but it offends my sense of linguistic order because there is no cheese ( Read more... )

I finally pulled the pasta machine out today, to see if we could make our own whole wheat pasta. I had just the right amount of fresh spinach on hand, so we tried out spinach fettuccine.

Some notes for next time, and in case you are curious... ( sort of a recipe follows )