- My home is a soft place to fall when times are rough.
- Aidan made bucatini all'Amatriciana for the first time, and he did a bang up job of it.
- Three long weeks of flu and flu-related exhaustion have finally come to an end! I've never appreciated being awake so much.
- The long cast of autumn light is my favourite light all year. The unseasonably warm weather makes it feel decadent.
- I needed kindness and fellow-feeling today, and I found it.
You know what's not the best? Sunday anxiety. Sunday has been my one solid anxiety day since I was a little kid of about five years old. Back then it was the stress of tights and church and friends who couldn't come out to play and everything being too quiet. Now it's worrying over design problems rather than solving them and trying to write lines of poetry that go nowhere and my email making snags along the surface of my consciousness. It all wrecks the fine weave of my bliss.
(Don't let me mislead you, though. My bliss has never had a fine weave.)
The anxiety doesn't always dig in for an all-day visit, but today it did, so I finally hauled out this Zentangle kit I bought three or four years ago. I've been meaning to start a meditation practice, a yoga practice, a stop panicking practice of any kind, really, for a long time, and I'm in the the mood to stop being ridiculous.
I am still colouring as a meditative practice of sorts, but there is only so much colouring I'm interested in doing, plus, with Zentangles I don't necessarily have to lug around an array of markers. I can work it out on the fly in a notebook, on a napkin, in the sand. Also, learning how to draw might be a good thing for me to do.
*cough* I work in design *cough*
I researched sizes and photos of this poncho, and it was both sized and displayed to be worn larger — according to the size chart, I should be wearing a large — but I bought it in a medium, because I like the more tailored effect of having it fit closer above the waist.
I wore said poncho to our friends Gina and Curtis' house where we ate tons of delicious food until we couldn't move, and then we talked entertaining shit with each other, which is one of my favourite pastimes.
They gifted us with a giant squash. I have secretly named it Delilah, which is a name that needs a resurgence. Delilah is looking forward to becoming an integral part of a roasted vegetable medley this week.