Monday, Monday
I'm being a bad girl, not going to the gym. Still, I need an evening to myself. With candles. And Emiliana Torrini. What more do I need?
Cooking for myself is not as onerous a task as I thought it would be. Neither is cooking for others; though I didn't have quite enough food for my family last night and the cream turned out to be sour (through no fault of my own), we had a fine time and Tristan even ate the green curry!
Discovering a new singer is always such a thrill and it doesn't come so often. I just want to wrap myself up in the music and listen to it over and over, doing nothing else.
Cooking for myself is not as onerous a task as I thought it would be. Neither is cooking for others; though I didn't have quite enough food for my family last night and the cream turned out to be sour (through no fault of my own), we had a fine time and Tristan even ate the green curry!
Discovering a new singer is always such a thrill and it doesn't come so often. I just want to wrap myself up in the music and listen to it over and over, doing nothing else.
