Bob gets mad when I don’t update tumbr.
To the guy at the laundromat:
Please don’t sing “Hey, Good Looking. What cha got cooking?” while people are folding their underwear.
2 Months in!
So after 2 months, this is what the stove looks like:
Look at that hat pot on top! That’s right, my stove is happiest when it is being cooked on! And that gas smell was not imaginary. And now that the air is cleared, I am slowly getting used to the stove. I made my first meal on it tonight. I used it to make Pea Soup from scratch. Here was my lovely meal:
Recipe from a magazine (with my modifications):
1 Tbsp Olive Oil
2/3 Green Onions, chopped
7 cups Green Peas, fresh or frozen
4 cups Vegetable Stock
8 Tbsp half and half
salt and pepper to taste
1) In a stock pot, heat the olive oil, and saute the green onions a few minutes until softened. Add the peas and the stock, bring to a simmer, and then cover and cook until the peas are tender, about 10 minutes, stirring occasionally.
2) Remove from heat to cool slightly, then process in a blender until smooth.
3) Return to the pan; add the half-and-half, salt and pepper; and heat through. Makes about six cups of deliciousness. Baguette and apple optional although it made it perfect. Enjoy!
Tonight’s Menu
Appetizer: Caesar Salad
Entree: Swedish Meatballs with Plum Sauce, Mashed Potatoes, and Peas and Corn served with Ballet of Angels White Wine
Dessert: Hazelnut Hot Cocoa and Hazelnut Wafer cookies
Yummy!
Random Pictures
Tropical Storm Irene
My bedroom before I killed it by being me.
After a crazy storm!
Typical Friday night in my apartment. It’s okay to drink alone if you are painting… don’t judge!
The ultra swanky apartments down the street.
This sky had my favorite color of blue in it.
Ingredients for an awesome dinner I am making as I blog tonight.
View from my bedroom window.
This doesn’t say, “please don’t make my gallbladder explode”. How could I have warned them?
This is so accurate,it must be true.
Most beautiful drive through Rhode Island.
Overheard in my Bathroom
- Woman: Oh my God. You won't believe how much hair was shaved off my ass!"
- Man: mmm mmmm mmm mmmm
- Woman: And that cool gel didn't do anything to help!
- Man: mmmm mmmm mmmm
- Woman: Oh. mmm mmm mm .
- (mm mmm = mumbling I could not understand)
Week 2
This week started out pretty rough. Friday night, my neighbors witnessed someone coming into my apartment late and leaving even later! Even witnessed me leaving that night at 2 am to return at quarter to 3! Then leave again at 5! Sounds like a crazy night, eh?
The person who came over was my mom. Because I was in so much pain, I couldn’t really think. See, I have one small gallstone. One. Just the one. My mom left at 1 am after I took a Tylenol. By 2, I was in a ton of pain. So, I did what anyone would do. Went online to research home remedies and found out that if you drink with one cup of apple juice with one tablespoon of apple cider vinegar, the pain goes away immediately. That sounds great! But where do you get that stuff at 2 am. Stop and Shop closes at midnight. So… on to THE CENTER OF NEW ENGLAND or Coventry. To Walmart.
When I get out of the car, there is a guy sitting in a truck blaring what sounds like The Deftones. Something slow with a lot of screaming. There is a couple at the entrance of the Walmart, smoking cigarettes, and slow dancing. Ahhh… young love. Anyway, I go in and purchase my apple juice and cider. And to my surprise, the cashier wasn’t surprised by my purchase.
Get home and drink it. It wasn’t the miraculous wonder drug the inter-web believed it to be. It did absolutely nothing. So, my neighbors got to hear the sweet sound of me… throwing up at 4 am. At 5 am, I went to the emergency room and was asked numerous times what medication I am allergic to. Don’t they have a chart that says that? Can’t one person just write it down??? I was also asked what my religious affiliation is (I went to Kent). I told them to just pick one. I was so tired and in so much pain, I just didn’t care.
So, after an hour of waiting for the meds to kick in (not like on ER at all, more like Nurse Jackie), I had to ask for something stronger. I don’t know what they gave me but I finally got some sleep. They woke me and discharged me after an hour and a half nap. Slept the rest of the day. Been on clear fluids all week. Feeling better, thank you. I need to contact a surgeon… I would be out of work for one week. Imagine that. Getting an organ removed and being out for only one week. Modern medicine…
So, I am deathly afraid of my stove. Here is a picture:
Those green lines are an occasion smell of gas, whether real or imagined. I have used the stove a few times (remember i set off the fire alarm) but have been living out of my microwave recently.
My cabinets smell. My mom and I have scrubbed them and scrubbed them. They still smell.
I need to clean my apartment this weekend and do some significant laundry.
I have decided to find my gym clothes. Sometimes, I get lonely (?) or bored and thought it would be a good idea to go to the gym, when I feel that way, to be around other people. Can’t hurt? I will say that I have lost a total of 10.4 lbs since July 1st. Yay!
This weekend is supposed to be in the mid 60s. Sounds like some hot apple cider and a walk in the woods is in order.
One Week Down
I have been in my apartment for 7 days now. It has already been quite the experience. I have gotten the chance to meet a few neighbors already. My next door neighbor is a nice woman, who loves to gossip and is not afraid to wear her jacket inside out. She has a small dog, who likes to bark at her door. Her husband likes to cough loudly (I don’t think he actually likes it, though.) She has a friend that lives in a different building who also has an ankle nipping dog. When I moved in, there was no electricity due to the tropical storm. So, my neighbor used the window as her TV. I had to go to the leasing office where another resident informed me that someone almost broke into a car the other night. He went on to say that he had a few weapons if that were to happen again. I asked him which apartment was his so I could park in front of his window.
Fast Forward to 7 hours later:
A sea of boxes… and it is getting dark outside. I still didn’t have power. I got a call from the mattress delivery guy and explained that I didn’t have power. He didn’t seem to care so they were going to come by. About 5 minutes before he got there, power turned on. Everyone in the building started yelling. I heard someone going up and the down the stairs and looked out the window to see a big truck. I opened the door and the mattress guy says, “Oh, it’s you… can I charge my phone… and use your bathroom?” Ummmm… sure. So while he is the bathroom he yells, “Am I in Massachusetts or Providence?” Just as I was going to ask if he actually had a mattress to deliver, his partner came in and explained the other guy’s confusion. They had been driving all day, had tons of deliveries all over New England, and still had 3 more to go. We flirted with each other for a few minutes (he was really cute) then they left but had to come back. The mattress guy forgot his phone.
First DInner?
I tried. It is garlic lemon fish, penne with pesto, and a whole wheat roll. Fish was only half cooked and the pesto wasn’t very good. But! Look at that dining room table! Want a better look?
Haha. I am going to buying a couch this weekend and make a coffee to dining room table from scratch. Very excited about it!
Anyway, after I moved in, the town was so excited, they had a parade… everyday… of Labor Day weekend. Everyday. Right n front of my apartment.
Here is the welcoming committee:
That’s right! Even Miss West Warwick came!
So, I have already set off the fire alarm. Making an omelette. Now I am afraid to cook. Oh, and i am developing OCD. I have to check the door lock, window locks, and gas burners numerous times before bed and leaving the house. I here that never goes away, either. UGH!
Anyway, here are some pictures of the one room that I have completed. The bathroom.
T-Minus 10 Hours!
In ten hours, I will go, sign the papers, and get my keys! I am so excited! I just can’t wait to get in there and start setting up my stuff… Going to be a long, good day tomorrow. Just getting tv will be nice!
T-Minus 1 Day
Ugh. I haven’t started packing yet. It’s going to be one of those “just throw everything in a box” kind of moves. Really excited, though. I called to get my cable set up today (yes, I still have to do that) and I have the mattress people delivering a new bed on move in day. The apartment still is smaller than I thought it was and when I go in there it wipes my memory clean every time… With some interesting arranging though, I think everything will fit and be really nice. I think my first night, I am going to watch Barefoot in the Park. Perfect first apartment movie!
