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six for six-thirty
- Last night, leaving very late from the seder at my parents house, I couldn’t get over how wide the sky was above the street I grew up on, how nested the houses looked on their stone-lined lawns, and how comforting the soundlessness felt. I don’t remember any of this growing up. I also don't remember there being a Ta-Ta’s Pizza or South Wind Chinese Restaurant on the way to the train station, which is too bad, because we would have enjoyed that a lot more in high school. Or so the theory goes.
- Today, I had street meat for the first time. Now, I’m not sure I’ve mentioned this before, but from the age of 13 until I was 28, I was a dairy-eating vegetarian. Couldn’t stand meat. Then things changed, as did my palate, and meat didn’t gross me out the way it once did. For months now, I’ve walked by these street carts and were it possible, I’d argue that each time, the cumin and fried onion smell plunges into the very depths of my soul, wakening something essential, and I’ve known it was just a matter of time before I bored enough of my Sticks and Twigs Daily (salad) to make myself one with this obvious delicacy, kinda the polar opposite of vegetarianism. I enjoyed it so much I wonder if it’s really a slippery slope into picking roasted deer meat off carcasses with my bare hands out in the woods. My male coworkers told me this is a common response, but I think they’re full of shit because god knows you can’t get wireless out there.
- For Hurricane Margs birthday party tomorrow night, I’ve considered baking the following treats: iced and maybe filled cupcakes, two layer cake, brownies, meringues, and lemon bars. Fortunately, I’ve decided to forego all of these highly involved recipes to make something a coworker of mine calls Ewiht Athsr Usepirrs, or a name so offensive, I’ll let you work it out. I dare you to not succumb to the totally-about-to-be-showcased-in-Gourmet-magazine treat that is saltine crackers, butter, brown sugar, and chocolate chips.
- Apparently, I can’t chaturanga dandasana for shit, and because it had to be yesterday that it was brought to my attention that I am not properly acting out the part of a peaceful crocodile, it is today that my shoulders a seized with a particularly sharp pain. Oh, yoga, how I love thee. We could be together for thirty years and you will still tell me my down-dog looks saggy and my cow face is jutting my ribs, but that my continued effort without achievement is a good thing.
- Speaking of the art of never getting ahead, I know I was all gloom and doom about my job last week, but I want to update that statement to be only moderately gloom and doom this week. In fact, I actually filed two stories today. Either the world will now stop cease spinning on its axis, or I will collapse from exhaustion clutching a bottle of bourbon. Oh please, please – let it be the latter.
- In other news, moments before this entry was published, a female Giant Spotted Forehead broke free of its chains, careening across the city, crushing all children, puppies, and kittens in its path. Also, I cut my hair short again.
comments (23)
You're hair is adorable...even the stray hair in the front says, "God, I'm Beautiful!" I seriously need a haircut, thank you for reminding me.
PS...my pizza foray, not so successful...I will try again...I will win the battle of the DOUGH!
1 | Jen | April 13, 2006 06:56 PM
I too am chaturanga challenged. I usually do it with bent knees to try and prevent a complete and total weak arm flop into upward dog, but unfortunately I have only really ever done it properly (bent knee properly, that is) once in my entire life. That was a happy day.
2 | alana | April 13, 2006 07:16 PM
The saltine cracker, butter, brown sugar and chocolate chip treat is seriously weird sounding, but delicious tasting! It is always a big hit when I make it.
3 | Kate | April 13, 2006 07:46 PM
Okay, I got the "white trash" part, but please inform my exhausted mind what the last word was...
4 | Jess | April 13, 2006 08:52 PM
Jen - What happened? Where did it go wrong? I can help! (I think.)
alana - Chaturanga with bent knees? Like cobra? It's supposed to be really good to build your strength up to get to it. Like, I need to go back and start again from there. No progress! Only enlightment! So hard to accept.
Kate - Just finished making, oh MY. Alex wants me to try making it with matzo next; I fear it might be too wholesome.
Jess - Surprise. I hate giving it up, but I have sympathy for exhausted minds.
5 | deb | April 13, 2006 09:53 PM
Deb you're so pretty! how do you make anything with saltines, butter, brown suger etc? PS...dumb blonde moment. what did the offensive name actually mean?
6 | Ivy | April 13, 2006 11:29 PM
Look at you with your freckles! And making me famous by talking about me in your blog!!! I love you! And I will mos def appreciate this salty-sweet treat you are going to make me. And it will be very appropo b/c my life is FULL of White Trash Surprises. These country boys down here in North Cackalacky are HAWTT. Gaw!
7 | Hurricane M | April 14, 2006 01:26 AM
beautiful freckles. my sister is in the only one in our family who got them. and i remain jealous over it.
8 | Steph | April 14, 2006 09:12 AM
omg i didn't get white trash , i got white shart!
9 | Amy | April 14, 2006 10:38 AM
I don't know what style of Yoga you do, but you should totally try Ashtanga. You do Chattaranga so many times, you have to learn how to do it eventually. Or you can try Anusara, because the teachers are really into alignment and all that stuff and will fix you into position no matter what. Like did you know that most people collapse their shoulderblades when doing down dog?
10 | Mary | April 14, 2006 10:51 AM
The instructor of my office class (yup, we have yoga at work) does a mix, but my favorite practice is Iyengar, mostly because I love the precision. (I find every month I obsess over something new - last month was getting my shoulderblades down and my collarbones open; the month before, obsessive lifting my kneecaps/engaging quads. Next month is all about rooting my inner heels.)
I'm almost 30 years old and I've literally just learned good posture.
11 | deb | April 14, 2006 11:06 AM
Cupcakes PLEASE --It is your trademark. Don't bake a cake, I already bought one. And i can't wait to see your haircut. See you tonight!
Joce
12 | jocelyn | April 14, 2006 11:57 AM
"Ta-Taâs Pizza or South Wind Chinese Restaurant"
They have been there forever! :-)
... and yes, the quiet solitude at night is wonderful. On a summer evening, you can listen to the crickets and the owls.
13 | SantaDad | April 14, 2006 12:44 PM
What poses are good for getting your collarbones open? That's one of my biggest problems. Should definitely ask my Anusara teacher on Wednesday.
Just looked up more on Iyengar.. it's very similar to Ashtanga, except it's more on the spiritual side.
You're so lucky that you have yoga at work!
14 | Mary | April 14, 2006 01:31 PM
L'Chaim..
Happy Passover.
15 | Cupcakes | April 14, 2006 01:44 PM
I feel so lost - I subscribed to all my "daily reads" on bloglines and it seems that it hasn't kept me abreast of your updates!
Now I'm frantically trying to catch up, but that is a lovely picture - don't hate on freckles! :P
16 | kate | April 14, 2006 06:59 PM
Deb, just recently your feed (via Kinja) began pulling up all the sex articles on iVillage, not just your blog entries. I don't know what changed, or if it can be reset. Anyone else having this problem?
17 | Robert | April 15, 2006 09:47 AM
I have absolutely noticed that on Kinja for months now and will finally bring it to the attention of iVillage. I was never sure if I had grabbed the wrong RSS feed or if the RSS feed is not clearly defined by page content, or if it was a flaw by Kinja. In hindsight, only the second makes sense.
Anyone notice this on any other RSS readers? (Bloglines, Google Reader, PubSub, etc?)
18 | deb | April 15, 2006 10:21 AM
I too have noticed the problem on Kinja, but it just started last week - up until then, I was receiving updates from three iVillage blogs - you, Fish, and Tiny Kingdom - just as I received any other blog update. Now, I'm just getting sex column updates, and no blog updates.
19 | Kate | April 15, 2006 12:29 PM
recently stood on my shoulders...don't know what u call it in "real" yoga because I practice my own version of it, mixed with ballet, modern, and pilates movements, but anyhow, it IS an amazing feeling when one overcomes fear and. takes. that. last. toenail. off. the. floor. :) Jezzie
20 | Jezzie | April 17, 2006 10:02 AM
Or, you could do something simple like a pecan pie... it is simple, yummy and when I make it I feel like the good, southern girl I pretend to be.
21 | clearlykels | April 17, 2006 12:12 PM
Just wanted to let you know I did the Saltine sugar thing and it went over G-R-E-A-T.
If all the ends up in this blog is your food, I will be 110% happy!
22 | Tara | April 17, 2006 09:56 PM
Yoga good. I spent 9 hours today typing letters filled with "yes you can paint your house that foul green color" and "no, your dog run can't be of chain link fence--can you not read your covenants on page 46?" By 4:30 this afternoon I swore my head was going be forever stuck in the "looking barely to the side to see the notes for the letter" position. I just spent an hour yoga-ing in my living room and while I can't chaturanga dandasana for shit either, I sure do feel better. Until tomorrow when I do it all over again. The poses come with practice--I've done Crow ONCE for longer than half a second but damn it felt good. Flip your dog...see how it feels...it's freeing really...
and the gym in New York costs HOW MUCH? I will never complain about $95 for 10 yoga classes again.
23 | Teresa | April 18, 2006 10:50 PM