this weekend in summary:
– bought 4 books. charity shops are da bomb.
– gave myself a pedicure. i am a foot snob, and crusty feet are a no-no.
– made a passing attempt at cleaning. this was a nominal effort, the kind where you just want the credit for trying.
– made a surprisingly tasty first attempt at chicken pot pie from scratch. i was inspired by some leftover corn on the cob and mushrooms that needed using. add
chicken and onions and gravy… voila! how did i get to this age without ever making a pot pie? i’ve also never made a meatloaf – the shame!
– watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (the original). every time i see it i am surprised by how adult a movie it is. plus, that’s just my dream-come-true – a candy factory. i could watch that movie every day just for the daydream factor.
– worked on the website – just for fun. do i really need a reason? spent ages trawling through great retro pictures of pinup girls.
– made zucchini bread (i just *can’t* call it courgette bread, that’s so wrong!), which would’ve come out perfect, if i hadn’t dropped it on the counter and shattered it into a million crumbly pieces. still tasted good though.
– drank way too much coffee.

i have come to the conclusion that i get bored far too easily. or rather, more accurately, i am unable to entertain myself on a budget. i’ve always had a fairly low threshold for boredom, but now that i can’t just go to the movies, or go shopping, or do crafts, or really anything that involves money, added to the “what do i do with my hands if i’m not smoking”… well, let’s just say my husband would be well within his rights to file for divorce by now. I get whingy, and cranky, and pretty much miserable to be around. usually i write, and mess around on the computer, and read and bake. but once i’ve done all that, i start bouncing off the walls and being insufferable. if we had any furniture, i would’ve rearranged it. poor, patient j!

last night the neighbours bbq’d and we ended up talking about tattoos. and i was telling stories about all my tattooist friends from that era, all my piercings, and wild hair, and give-a-fuck attitude. seems like a lifetime ago now, but sometimes i still really miss that girl that i was. more on that later.

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