Nothing in particular

WebMD tells me I have sinusitis. That doesn't even sound real. Sinusitis means I have bacteria or fungi residing in my sinus cavities. This grosses me out quite a lot. Sort of like the time the dentist told me that my wisdom teeth had impacted my sinus cavities and when he pulled them out, there was a possibility that food would come out my nose. Grosssssssssss. Basically due to my sinusitis I spend my days imagining those green blobs from the Mucinex commercials residing in my face. One can only hope their mucus blobs have New Jersey accents and carry suitcases.

**I trust WebMD implicitly. It never occurs to me to visit an actual doctor. The only thing I've discovered cures my sinusitis headache is eating. Can you believe it???? If you know me, you can believe it. This weekend I had an absolute feast. feast, I tell you. But guess what? I cooked it all. Almost. Because, guess what????? I can cook now. Did you know that?? Probably not. Because last time you were in a kitchen with me you probably witnessed me struggling to operate even the microwave, and keeping a solid 10 feet between me and the stove. Alas. Times have changed. I am a kitchen whiz.

While being a kitchen whiz and eating for 48 hours straight, I created for myself a "Christmas Omelet." I named it "Christmas" because of the colors involved: peppadew peppers, spinach, and goat cheese. Red, Green, and White. Divine. Capital D. Make it for yourself next time you have an omelet hankering. get the peppadews from the olive bar.

SO, as I was making this Christmas omelet (I wish I took pictures for my blog...it really was a thing of beauty) I realized that Christmas is round the corner. HUSH, I know. It's not Halloween yet. BUT. Hello. Thanksgiving is in like, a month. It can't be already. You know what I'm more excited for than Thanksgiving or Christmas this year? Harry Potter 7, Pt I. People talk about days they will remember for the rest of their lives: weddings, birth of their child, graduations, etc. I think that November 19, the date Part I is released, will be one of those days for me. One that I will include in my own personal lifetime achievement scrapbook. "Do you actually have a lifetime achievement scrapbook?" you ask. "Perhaps. But keep taking that tone with me and you'll never be allowed to see it," I snap.

I don't know if the last two sentences can be diagnosed in some psychological way. Probably.

In other news: this weekend I also made potato pancakes which were really top drawer (top drawer is truly one of my favorite ways to say something is awesome. It is the top draweriest way to note something is best, in my opinion). Also, I found the tiny corner of my apartment where I get reception. If I huddle in the corner, as close to the window as my body will let me, I will receive your phone calls. Success.

This is probably my worst ever.







What is in my face: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jgh-sR2hxb4