cold

Its cold outside for those who have not noticed. Arrgggghhh.
Did not do laundry last night as made dinner for friends so was stuck wearing convertible summer pants with long underwear. Thank god I asked for silk long underwear last Christmas. So must do laundry this eve. Bought coat today from Lands End. Hopefully it will be as dry and warm as they pronise, I am crossing my fingers.

cold addendum

So I wantto remind those who think I am a baby that I have a 10 minute walk to the T and back every day. So when its cold I feel the full brunt of the weather. I never used to be the type that got cold but nowadays I get much colder. One of my friends said that his doctor told him that people in their mid twenties get colder than they do when they are younger. For me that is true. I am really hopeful about the lands end coat. BTW I love the lands end virtual model. It actually kinda looks like me.

cooking

Last night I invited two friends to have dinner with my SO and I. And for the first time since I moved into the new place I actually made a real dinner. I put together some gnocchi that I bought at Trader Joes with some squash, red roasted peppers and some feta. I added pesto seasoning and rosemary. I also made a salad. None of these things was really stellar because I didn't realize that I didn't have sundried tomatoes, or chevre cheese, or pecans, or cranberries at home. And my SO doesnt like onions. Oh well. Anyway I think it still tasted great, my friends said it did and I am going to take that at face value although I am inclined to doubt it.

Anyway it was nice to eat with them. I really enjoy having the opportunity to "break bread" with friends. Especially if I have had the chance to cook. I need to cook more now that I am more settled. I really missed it and enjoyed cooking last night. Everything was not timed all that well but I am rusty. I also miss my old kitchen which had much more counter space.

My SO discovered that when you offer to help there is always something little that I need done. Thanks babe.

I think the hardest thing about cooking anymore for me is that I have so many friends with different dietary needs and wants.. so many friends that like and dislike different things. For some I keep the mushrooms out, for others no eggplant. And now even onions are out for some picky people :) Its hard for me to know what to cook anymore.

I think I will make a pan of lasagna soon and then keep it in the fridge to eat whenever I am hungry. And its really getting to be stew time. I need to make one soon. Maybe lamb. Yum.

song

I usually don't do this but its rare that I find a song that makes me cry.

This song is on the new Dixie Chicks album and is really beautiful. If I ever have to sing acapella again this is what I will sing. Its a ballad which I love.

Travelin' Soldier
(Bruce Robison)

Two days past eighteen
He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens
Sat down in a booth at a café there
Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she gave him a smile
So he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I've got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?

CHORUS:
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of the travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter says a soldier's coming home

So the letters came
From an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told his heart
It might be love
And all of the things he was so scared of
Said when it's gettin kinda tough over here
I think about that day sittin' down at the pier
And close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Now don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while

CHORUS

One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For the list of local Vietnam dead
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was the piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and no one really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair