Turn On Your Oven Day
otherwise known as: a distasteful reference to the anniversary of Sylvia Plath's suicide (2.11.63). i happened upon this fact on the internet today and have managed to use my oven more than once in remembrance. or. in coincidence.
the first time i turned it on, my oven being the kind that's, well, old and needs to be lit with a match, i had this moment of overwhelming gas face. (ha! anyone who gets that reference deserves an automatic super high five.) like i had inhaled a little bit of it. i worried for a second, but then decided my sense of smell is so weird due to The Sickness, that it was nothing.
and then i made banana bread. delicious banana bread with marionberries, raspberries and blueberries. and because i didn't really leave the house today and have nothing really that interesting to talk about, i'll add that i didn't put chocolate in this loaf (as i normally do) because i haven't replenished my chocolate-for-baking supply.
AND i'm starting to make a list of all of the kitchen items i either never owned and "need" or owned but have lost to different moves and roommates. i apparently do not own a full set of measuring cups or measuring spoons. i have a mix of three different sets, none of which includes a 3/4 cup or 1/2 tablespoon. this is annoying when trying to bake anything. (especially when i saw an episode of martha stewart: living the other day and she called baking An Exact Science. my baking is nowhere near an exact science with my current tools. psh.) but i make do. i actually make damn tasty, is what i make.
in other exciting shut in news, hazel slept all day. most of the time curled up in my afghan on the couch. too cute. i wondered today what my human/rat relationship would've been like had i chosen differently amongst the twenty or so rats in the rat aquarium. how much of hazel's personality is environmental? nature vs. nurture. hm. i love her. and i wouldn't have her any other way. she is crazy and makes me laugh all of the time. woo!
and now. i must go. i am feeling better, i will be working tomorrow and well. my life is just that exciting.
the first time i turned it on, my oven being the kind that's, well, old and needs to be lit with a match, i had this moment of overwhelming gas face. (ha! anyone who gets that reference deserves an automatic super high five.) like i had inhaled a little bit of it. i worried for a second, but then decided my sense of smell is so weird due to The Sickness, that it was nothing.
and then i made banana bread. delicious banana bread with marionberries, raspberries and blueberries. and because i didn't really leave the house today and have nothing really that interesting to talk about, i'll add that i didn't put chocolate in this loaf (as i normally do) because i haven't replenished my chocolate-for-baking supply.
AND i'm starting to make a list of all of the kitchen items i either never owned and "need" or owned but have lost to different moves and roommates. i apparently do not own a full set of measuring cups or measuring spoons. i have a mix of three different sets, none of which includes a 3/4 cup or 1/2 tablespoon. this is annoying when trying to bake anything. (especially when i saw an episode of martha stewart: living the other day and she called baking An Exact Science. my baking is nowhere near an exact science with my current tools. psh.) but i make do. i actually make damn tasty, is what i make.
in other exciting shut in news, hazel slept all day. most of the time curled up in my afghan on the couch. too cute. i wondered today what my human/rat relationship would've been like had i chosen differently amongst the twenty or so rats in the rat aquarium. how much of hazel's personality is environmental? nature vs. nurture. hm. i love her. and i wouldn't have her any other way. she is crazy and makes me laugh all of the time. woo!
and now. i must go. i am feeling better, i will be working tomorrow and well. my life is just that exciting.
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