January 22, 2008
whoas and prezzies
David came home for the Martin Luther King holiday, which was awesome. To be able to hug, touch, hold and talk to my husband is a good thing. But then, as needs to happen, he went back east. I was fine, till later in the day when I visited the bedroom for something, and the fact that we wouldn't be sleeping in the same bed for some time hit me.
I have been cooking. Wanting to eat new things, introduce new recipes into the diet. So making veggie pizza was the adventure that brought me out of the blues last night.
On 5-minute artisan bread, sauteed onion and kale with miso, garlic and soy cheese.
The other thing that helped lift my spirits was this:
A russian shool bag, sent to me by Lisa Chipetine.
It fits my paintbox perfectly, has several very interesting features, like the plastic portfolio window, pen and pencil holders, and elastic bands to hold... paper? A book?
I am almost all moved into it. I may need to make myself a new long thin purse to hold my girlie things, but that is the price of fashion, no?