Randomivity

I didn't name it crack dip for nothing. Every time I make it for someone new, they ask for the recipe. And every time, I have to tell them no.

We get to leave work at 2pm today. I'm pretty excited about that, especially because I'm going to pick up on of B1's Christmas presents today. Today's the only day I could have gotten this deal and we leave for CT at 6pm.

Tonight is my 2nd appointment with the shrink. He's really not a shrink, he's a social worker but b/c B1 is a social worker I would rather classify this guy as a shrink.

Though B1 dresses like this guy already.

I've never been a fan of know it all's. But you work with one it's even harder. Yesterday I finally told her to butt out. We'll see if it works.

B1 plays the guitar. I heart it.

I love Sons of Anarchy but it infuriates me!

I also think it's hysterical that we, as the audience, grow to like characters who are actually really bad people. Well, not actually. They are actually fake people.

Tonight I am making: Pumpkin cheesecake, my gravy base, my stuffing base and anything else I can do before I fall into bed and crash.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Toosdae ?'s

OK-I know I've been a very bad bloggy friend not clicking over to comment (again). I am, as always, very sorry about that...hopefully I'll be able to sit still long enough to start reading and relaxing at night again and that will up my comments...in any case, why not up YOUR comments and answer this weeks questions. :)

1. If you had to throw a dinner party this weekend, what would you serve?

2. You arrive at a dinner party and there are place cards indicating where you should sit. Does this annoy you or make you feel relieved that the guess work is done?

3. What is your favorite holiday cocktail? (Or non-alcoholic drink if you don't drink.)

1. Well...B1 and I are having our very first dinner party together (squee!) in a couple of weeks and we are serving: Mushroom Bouchees, Bacon wrapped scallops (per B1's request) and a cheese platter (with marinated feta skewers too, I think). Then we're serving my delicious squash soup, ossobucco over roasted garlic mashed potatoes (instead of the traditional risotto) and perhaps a green veg of some sort-maybe asparagus. For dessert I'm making my flourless chocolate cake with raspberry coulis and ginger whipped cream.

2. I've never been to a dinner party (other than a wedding) that had place cards but I suppose if they were there, I'd be OK with it. I'm trying to figure out if we should make some. It might be a fun project.

3. My ginger martini! Did I mention that the ginger vodka is steeping now? Last year it was a huge hit so I'm making it again for our "cocktail hour" before dinner...but I need to think of one more drink to add in addition to wine. Hence, the question. :)

The 6th Anniversary of Me

First, second, third, fourth, fifth and today...

It won't surprise you to hear me say that this year has been one of my favorite years ever. This year I met a man who defines what a man should be. He is kind, he is caring and compassionate and he is supportive. He loves me and all of my little quirks and often proclaims how much he loves my laugh. He doesn't call me names, even when we are frustrated with each other and he would never intentionally hurt me-in any way.

We live in a city I love and we actively go out an do things. We participate in life and embrace it. We have fun together. We share things. We are.


My family loves him and he loves them. From the very first time he met them, he fit in. He suggests spending time with them and doesn't bat one beautiful eyelash when I ask him if we can go visit. And when I suggest that he does not have to come with me, he almost laughs; of course he is going to come with me. We're an "us".


Though today is not about my relationship with B1 directly, it also kind of is. Six years ago I took my life back and said "fuck you" to the life I was forced to live. I believed in myself enough to walk away from everything I owned in order to save my own life. I didn't know how long I would be away or if it would even work-but I tried and I succeeded and because of that, I am here. And because I am here, I found the love I deserve and share it with a man who is so completely different from Jamie in every way it's breathtaking.

Tonight B1 is making me dinner. I won't have to worry about whether or not he poisoned it or worry about whether or not he'll pretend he poisoned it so that I worry while eating it. I don't have to worry about coming home to a mental breakdown, a messy house and an angry boyfriend who will take it out on me. I don't have to worry about anything, really, other than whether or not we'll be in each others way when he makes the sauce and I make the meatballs.

And really, if you're going to have a problem, bumping into a hot man in the kitchen is the kind of problem to have...

I am so grateful today. For everything.