Write Again Soon

It has been a hectic month, and as I scramble to get my inbox under control before leaving town on Wednesday morning, I cannot think beyond my to-do list.  Bill is gone for the week and so I’ve got responsibility for the house, the dogs, and the dishes in the sink—which seem to be breeding uncontrollably.  The dishes—not the dogs.  I am just trying to keep my head down and get as much as possible done in the most efficient (and non-fun) way possible.

But this weekend a wonderful thing happened.  On Saturday I got up early, went to the grocery store, cleaned off the kitchen counters, and cooked with two of my best girlfriends.  We made a slew of vegan fare—from something indelicately called “raw balls” to multigrain pilaf, butternut squash lasagna to chocolate tahini bread.  It was delicious and delightful.

Since shacking up with Bill and moving to the sticks, I don’t get to see Amy and Elizabeth much.  We used to meet at least once a month to discuss books, see independent movies, gossip about work, and various and sundry other “girlie” things.  Now I’m lucky to see them every quarter, and I miss them a lot.  I feel like whenever we get together we have to spend the majority of the time doing status updates, rather than actually having fun.

So it was great to get them for a solid six hours, to get all caught up on travel adventures, work achievements and dramas, and relationship humor.  It was good for my soul, and my refrigerator was thrilled by the fruits of our labors too.