1. Normally, when I put my mocha pot on the burner to create the black liquid gold that is the soul of my morning lattes, I go back to the living room, sit down, and continue whatever puzzle I've started or blog I have going.
Today I decided I'm going to quit sitting down while my latte is process, while bacon fries, while potatoes or anything else cooks, while my popcorn pops, or while I wait for toast to pop out of the toaster.
Instead, as I did today, I'll walk in place. Swing my arms. Today, I broke up the monotony of walking in place by pacing between the kitchen and living room.
Gibbs stared at me like I'd lost my mind.
Well, I did lose a couple of things: unsteadiness on my feet and lightheaded fogginess in my head.
2. I really don't have analytical language to intelligently explain why I am enjoying the four symphonies of Johannes Brahms so much. I can say that listening to these symphonies repeatedly, playing them from time to time during the day and nightly while I sleep, becoming more and more familiar with them, and experiencing new feelings as I listen to them repeatedly is giving me great pleasure.
3. I had put together a decent green salad the other day and some of it was left over. A day or two later, I made a decent dish of macaroni and a vegetarian tomato sauce. Well, to me, it was better than decent. I liked it a lot.
When I boiled elbow macaroni for that vegetarian dish, I had a small container of macaroni left over.
Late this afternoon, I peered into the fridge.
I saw the left-over salad.
I saw the left-over elbow macaroni.
I saw a culinary marriage made in heaven.
I combined the leafy salad, having added some radish slices and yellow squash pieces, with the macaroni and dressed it with olive oil and balsamic vinegar and added a generous amount of grated parmesan cheese.
It worked.
Beautifully.
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