No, you’re not crazy. I haven’t written anything here in years.
That’s not a figurative statement. I literally haven’t written a darned word for this blog in nearly three years.
So there you go. An acknowledgment of the obvious.
I’m writing here now because I want to avoid Twitter and the news for just a little bit, and I figured I could yak away on my blog and get some of my words out of my system without roiling my blood because of whatever new nonsense (or is it non-sense?) has come out about the current administration in the last hour or less.
So what would I have shared on Twitter that I’m going to share here?
Just that I’m in the midst of a mini-cooking spree.
A beef stew is simmering on the stove and some chicken thighs are roasting in the oven. When it’s nearly ready, I’ll make some dumplings, too. The biscuit-y kind, not the noddle-y kind.
With the roasted chicken thighs, I’ll eat the crispy skins as soon as they’re cool enough that I want burn the roof of my mouth. The chicken itself will go into some kind of creamy pasta casserole. I’m not sure what exactly, but I’ll figure that out later.
I might also make an easy, tomato-y, spicy ragu for another pasta dish. Details to be determined. And the actual dish’s existence will be dependent on my nap schedule this afternoon.
Now, if you’re wondering what the heck I’m going to do with all this food, I don’t blame you. It is just me for the humans in my household, and Banjo isn’t keen on much that isn’t ham or her usual kibble.
Well, I’ll portion most of it for future meals. Some will go into the fridge for this week’s lunches at work. Others will go into the freezer for future lunches. If something’s really good, I’ll take a bowl or two to my Mom.
Why do this, you might ask? (or not, because it’s not like I’m doing anything revolutionary here, really.)
It’s all part of my 13+ months of taking lunch to work. It started out as a way to save some money, but also because I was sick and tired of the options near my office.
Now it has simply become a habit, and one that’s well worth the effort because cooking at home on Sundays helps me calm down. And if you know me, you know I could stand to calm down a smidge at times. (hello, high strung Taurus over here.) Now with all that’s going on in the world, I’m even more distracted and wound up than before. And I can only write some many emails and cards, and make so many calls to my elected officials before I get sick and tired of spitting into the wind of their indifference to constituents like me.
Wait… Wait… Breathe in. Breathe out…
No politics… That’s why I was avoiding Twitter and the news.
Deep breaths. Everyone repeat them with me. In… Out……. In… Out…….
Now what about you? How are you taking care of yourself these days? Are you cooking more? Taken up a new hobby or delved deeper into one you already love?