Today was a good day. I did a little bit of work. I made a big batch of super lemony hummus. I talked to Tess a lot. I turned the compost. We went to the library and I borrowed armfuls and armfuls of cookbooks. I visited the nursing home and saw my favourite older lady, Joan. I picked flowers and arranged them in her buttonhole and told her she was beautiful. She thinks I’m a man? I think because I have a shaved head? Always telling me what a nice young man I am and a fine young man. And I think that’s why she likes me, especially, and flirts with me and sits next to me all the time. And I don’t dissuade her of that notion because I think the whole thing makes her feel good? So I pay her special attention and bring her flowers and tell her she’s beautiful and fancy. I did lots of laundry. I am making lasagna for dinner.
If you haven’t already seen it, Leanne Brown’s Good and Cheap is a great free cookbook for budget eating. Click the link to view, or download it via her website. The meals are based around a budget of $4 a day. There’s great recipes for comfort food, dinners, salads, curries, breakfast stuff, snacks, etc. This is her website -
She also has another free cookbook called “From Scratch”, and her general blog has lots of nice, cheap recipes.
Winter presents for friends who visit. Spinach for pie, lemons for desserts, lemon balm for tea. All from the garden.
And my favourite/best winter salad - rocket/arugula with orange vinaigrette, roasted beetroot, orange and Meredith Dairy goat cheese.
Also - Slowly, slowly, trying to master rye bread. Sewing and fabric. Lots of laundry, lots of dishes. Winter wind howling in the dark. Dental surgery. Rosemary oil. Anxious dreams. Turning the heat on in the afternoon before it gets dark.
One of my best friends live texting our girl gang while she gives birth to twins is some next level shit. Like, no biggie just snapchatting my girls while I wait for the next contraction. 8 hours and counting. In awe of how next level she is.
Thanks so much to everyone who gave advice on running/shin splints. A few people suggested running at a slight incline - I tried that today and it totally worked! I was able to complete the run without any problems and felt amazing. When I was close to finishing I craned my neck around the gym until I found James and gave him a crazy beaming grin like “AHM GUHN MAKE IIIIIIIT!!!!”. So thanks. You guys are the best. The best.
What does everyone eat? What do you cook for yourself? What do your dinners mostly look like? What are you eating tonight?
James gave me a pair of pants to mend, said he’d ripped a small hole in the crotch, and I was like “just leave them on the table so I don’t forget”. Then I picked them up and keeled over laughing.
Still need. Months later on your knees in my father’s house.
Still. O need, o city of gratitude rising around us
Nightmare of Horse and Church - Eireann Corrigan
For my Australian friends, Aldi is selling their cast iron cookware this week, and it’s all really good, ranging from about $15-30. There’s obviously no way I’m ever going to pay $600 for a Le Creuset? But I bought an Aldi dutch oven last year and it’s been really great. I use it for breads (so much bread), risottos, slow-cooking etc. Anyway they’re $20 and just as good as Le Creuset. I already have one but bought another one today. This may be interesting to no one, but just putting it out there for any friends looking to level up on their cooking/cookware game on the cheap.
Runner friends! Help! What do you do about shin splints? What have you done in the past? I’m at a really frustrating point where I’m trying to get serious about running and I have to stop after about 15 mins because my right shin is literally so painful I have to stop. It’s mostly just the right shin, the left one is fine. I’ve started having this problem after a long break from running, but have been exercising generally. And it’s so frustrating because my body feels like I could keep going forever but my shins just seize up. Then I get down on myself and think it must be because of my weight? But when I was running at this weight a year ago I didn’t have any problems.
James thinks I need new/fancy/expensive running shoes, but I don’t want to spend a lot of money on something that might not work. In the past I had cheap running shoes and never had any problems.
Things I have tried -
-Warming up for 5 minutes before I start running.
- stretching about half an hour before running and then again just before running. I stretch my shins by bending my toes back, miming picking something up with my toes/pointing etc.
- When I feel it starting to hurt, I stop and stretch again and then try to keep going.
ETA - running on treadmills at the gym.
Currently reading, for the 4th time. Winter rain and sickness - reading all day in bed with two blankets. Oranges. Chilli and garlic spaghetti for lunch.
This is the Tasman Sea, down the road from our house and there’s not a lot nicer than sitting here on the rocks until it gets dark. I like to sit and think about living across the water on top of that mountain, where nobody lives.
There are a lot of moments of knowing about the person you love, but here’s a good one -
Yesterday afternoon in a storm, Tess ran inside to hide in her corner, all wide-eyed and shaking and terrified. James stopped work and got down on his knees in the corner with her, put his face next to hers, patting her and saying “it’s okay, baby. You’re okay, you’re safe. Baby, baby”. He stayed like that for a long time, it was so loving.
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