Uhh, puppy.

I'm on my third novel in four days. I finished Water for Elephants, which was a great book with a great ending, and I Am Madame X, which was an interesting view of french art, but not an amazing read. Now I'm on Middlesex, but only a few pages in so I really can't say much about it. It seems good, it's about a hermaphrodite so it should be interesting.

Tonight I helped babysit Annabelle, so we took lots of videos of "baby" and after about a minute of each one Annabelle would want to look at the video of the "baby". I don't think she gets that it's just her in the videos but ... still funny to have her on tape going "UHHHH puppy. Puppypuppypuppy."

And just because Lauren likes to hear about my food life, this week I am making potato leek soup and peach basil porkchops with broccoli salad! Should be delicious.

Banff was gorgeous.

After only one day of snowboarding on Friday, I am still too sore to want to climb any stairs. We couldn't have asked for a more perfect day, with fresh powder falling in the morning and sunshine in the afternoon. I guess they say Sunshine Village (which is the area we were skiing in) gets some of the best snow in Canada, and I believe it. My rental board ended up being shit but it just makes me want to go boarding more with my own once I get back home.

What an excellent getaway! Banff is only a two hour drive from Calgary too, so it was just the perfect little roadtrip we needed. After a long day of snowboarding, we headed back to our motel room (cozy, with 6 adults and a baby) played Yahtzee, and ordered pizza.

Yesterday we did a little shopping and went out for breakfast, and Cory and I took the long way home for a little peace and quiet.

Right now I'm in the middle of a batch of bread, and the book Water for Elephants, which I recommend.

the joys of basement living

We have ants.

There was one on the stairs, I smooshed it with my bare foot. It felt great.

and sing your stupid head off to the ones who are not listening

Drinking rum turned into going to Adam's to drink rum, which turned into going to a dub step show and dancing while drinking rum, and then getting lost in downtown Calgary. Where would I be without my incredibly good sense of direction? (answer: probably a ditch, somewhere in Calgary's South West downtown area, 3 dollars in my pocket.)

Friday night really ended my feeling of fleeting, inactive youth and so yesterday Cory and I had a night in with a bottle of wine, nachos, and Slumdog Millionaire. Today I spent re-reading Time Traveler's Wife in our sunny backyard, and I made another batch of bread. A very good weekend.

chop/cook/serve and repeat

It would be safe to say I could expand my resume by two pages by the amount of functions I managed to do this week.

Continental breakfast for 50 on Tuesday. 120 sandwiches, salads, desserts, and veggie trays for the same people on Thursday. Free Italian Buffet on Tuesday for 250 people. (I made 9 large pizzas that morning - not enough.) And of course, the usual daily lunch rush, weekly soup (Japanese Miso) and my special on Wednesday (Greek Chicken with baby red potatoes). Needless to say, I am happy it's the weekend.

Tonight I will be into the rum and we'll see what happens from there.

After spending the better part of the afternoon in a comatose state in my sunny backyard, I decided that I would maybe regret not doing anything over the weekend. So I made bread!

I miss the smell of the ocean.

how I spent the entire weekend