The taste is so strange and earthy. To me it tastes of minerals, of rivers, of the rocks at the bottom of rivers. But sweet and vaguely melon-y.
Kashi Mayan Harvest Bake. It's vegan! (I'm not vegan. Not yet. More on that later this week.) It's delicious! Kashi describes it thus: "Plantains with roasted sweet potato, black beans and kale. Spicy ancho sauce with pumpkin seed garnish served over Kashi seven whole grain polenta, plus amaranth". I don't know what amaranth is, but I know I buy these whenever they're on sale. It really does look like the picture.
Castle. I find this show comforting. All the characters get along, they enjoy one another, and other than the weekly dead body, their lives are refreshingly free of drama. Castle lives with two redheads, so credit for that--his adorable daughter Alexis and his aspiring Broadway baby mother. Well. I guess I should say she lives with him. Add the humor to some good old fashioned UST (unresolved sexual tension) and you have a happy me on Monday nights.
Kate Rusby. The above album and also this one:
Kind of like Alison Krauss only a little more Irish and a little less country.
Lastly this amazing book:
Other happy things:
Indy refusing to answer any questions for the screener at her preschool application.
Screener, very kindly:"Indy, can you say: four?"
Indy, gentle but firm:"No."
"Can you say: ball?"
"No."
"Can you tell me what this shape is?"
"No."
"Would you like to play a jumping game with me?"
"Nein."
Ok, she didn't actually say 'nein'. This should not be a happy thought because we couldn't complete the screening and have to return another time. But it is a happy thought because it is just so essentially Indy. She is tenacious and stubborn and she does things on her own terms. And I love her.
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