Wedding Nightmare #3
Date: January 31st, 2011
Category: Horrible planning
Dinner: Veggie Baked Ziti, Salad, Garlic Bread
You may have noticed that I am now including a dinner label in my posts. My stomach and it's contents influence my dreams very heavily. I want to see if there's a pattern.
Ok, to the dream...I'm recording this two days after so it might not be entirely detailed.
This time, I am at the church where my ceremony will take place. I feel that all the pieces are in place. I actually have this really strong feeling in the dream...this feeling that I am about to make a huge change in my life. And this is strange because, although I view marriage as absolutely sacred and a giant step in life, my fiance and I have been together for a long time. In many ways, it feels like we are already married. We know each other better than anyone, we have already established the chores we like to do, and have developed an extremely lovely level of comfort and routine in our relationship. But in the dream I felt like I was a different person, like getting married was making me into a different person. And I don't mean that in a bad way. It was strange, but good.
So the ceremony is underway. I've been walked down the isle, and Chris and I are standing at the alter in the midst of our vows when people, not involved or invited to the wedding, start coming into the church. And they're talking. Absolutely no respect for what is happening in front of them. We look around, confused. It seems that someone else had booked their wedding rehearsal at the same time as our wedding ceremony. And these people didn't care! And there was A LOT of them. They just kept pouring in. It was awful.
That's about all I remember. There were details/events leading up to the wedding, but the really troublesome part was the ceremony being interrupted by a bunch of loud douche bags.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Wedding Nightmare #2: John Stewart is not an acceptable wedding guest.
Wedding Nightmare #2
Date: January 28th, 2011
Category: Immense amount of fighting and frustration.
This was a strange one. A giant storm rolled through (hurricane or monsoon, or a combination of both) and did some serious damage to my house. Trees were uprooted from the wind because the ground was saturated with water and too soggy. Walking through the front yard was like slushing around in a marsh.
Because of the storm, repairs to the house were needed. Apparently, that meant that all of our possessions had to be moved somewhere, because the house was almost completely empty.
At some point in the dream, my mom and I drive to the mailbox and I notice there is a yellow slip of paper addressed to Chris and I. In reality, it looks like the part of a receipt that you get back after you sign for your purchase. But in my dream I recognized it as notice that someone had purchased us a gift off our registry. (In dream land we had registered at Pottery Barn, which makes this even weirder). The name on the purchase was John Stewart. I dream some foggy connection in my mind that somehow we knew him, perhaps through a mutual acquaintance, and thought it was rather cool that he was getting us a gift and coming to the wedding. I shared this with my mother, who was driving the car. She did not share my enthusiasm. In fact, she began a long tirade of how he was not to be at our wedding and his presence was unacceptable. And then I started yelling back.
Do you ever have dreams where you argue with someone so hard that your face actually hurts and you feel winded? No? Yeah that would be weird.
So we drive back to our deserted house where my dad is waiting and I tell him my exciting news. He has the same reaction as my mom! More yelling. I get frustrated and I say "Well fine I'm leaving!" I go to my room to grab some clothes to take with me then realize that everything is gone because of that freaking hurr-i-soon! I storm out angrily.
(I told my parents about their dream reactions this morning, and they laughed. Really hard. Why was John Stewart in my dream? No clue. I haven't watched an episode of the Daily Show this year. Why did my parents have a violently aggressive opposition to him attending my wedding? Even less of a clue.)
I go to the gym to try to blow off some steam. In reality, the gym that I go to has been under major reconstruction lately. In dream land, apparently the same thing was happening because everything was all turned around and the gym was literally one tiny room tucked away in the building. I finally found my way around and a machine to run on, but then the room was being cleared out for a fitness class and the machine was unplugged while I was still on it. I yelled at some more people.
I'm definitely going for a run today.
Date: January 28th, 2011
Category: Immense amount of fighting and frustration.
This was a strange one. A giant storm rolled through (hurricane or monsoon, or a combination of both) and did some serious damage to my house. Trees were uprooted from the wind because the ground was saturated with water and too soggy. Walking through the front yard was like slushing around in a marsh.
Because of the storm, repairs to the house were needed. Apparently, that meant that all of our possessions had to be moved somewhere, because the house was almost completely empty.
At some point in the dream, my mom and I drive to the mailbox and I notice there is a yellow slip of paper addressed to Chris and I. In reality, it looks like the part of a receipt that you get back after you sign for your purchase. But in my dream I recognized it as notice that someone had purchased us a gift off our registry. (In dream land we had registered at Pottery Barn, which makes this even weirder). The name on the purchase was John Stewart. I dream some foggy connection in my mind that somehow we knew him, perhaps through a mutual acquaintance, and thought it was rather cool that he was getting us a gift and coming to the wedding. I shared this with my mother, who was driving the car. She did not share my enthusiasm. In fact, she began a long tirade of how he was not to be at our wedding and his presence was unacceptable. And then I started yelling back.
Do you ever have dreams where you argue with someone so hard that your face actually hurts and you feel winded? No? Yeah that would be weird.
So we drive back to our deserted house where my dad is waiting and I tell him my exciting news. He has the same reaction as my mom! More yelling. I get frustrated and I say "Well fine I'm leaving!" I go to my room to grab some clothes to take with me then realize that everything is gone because of that freaking hurr-i-soon! I storm out angrily.
(I told my parents about their dream reactions this morning, and they laughed. Really hard. Why was John Stewart in my dream? No clue. I haven't watched an episode of the Daily Show this year. Why did my parents have a violently aggressive opposition to him attending my wedding? Even less of a clue.)
I go to the gym to try to blow off some steam. In reality, the gym that I go to has been under major reconstruction lately. In dream land, apparently the same thing was happening because everything was all turned around and the gym was literally one tiny room tucked away in the building. I finally found my way around and a machine to run on, but then the room was being cleared out for a fitness class and the machine was unplugged while I was still on it. I yelled at some more people.
I'm definitely going for a run today.
Wedding Nightmare #1: Too Many Brides
I think I should start this series of posts with an explanation.
I am getting married in 7 months. And I am very excited about that. We have been engaged for over two years, and we're very ready to take the next step in our lives together. During those two years of engagement, we have had plenty of time to discuss details and wedding wants. So, basically, we know what we want. It's getting those things that require the time, patience, and result in the wedding nightmares.
Those that know me know that I like to plan. I use a variety of visual aids and planning devices to do so. I have a white board (well it's actually pink, but pink board doesn't sound very professional) on my wall with a weekly to do list. I have a calendar on the wall adjacent to aforementioned white(pink) board wall that is a quick reference guide for the month and where I log gym trips. I have a planner that I carry with me. I have post-its stuck to my desk and cork board (located to the right of the pink board), and I also use the digital post-its that come standard on a Mac. Overkill? Perhaps. But it's a system that has worked for me for a long time.
So needless to say, I am using all of the above mentioned tools, as well as a wedding planning book (courtesy of The Knot), wedding planning binder, and Numbers spreadsheet to track my progress, jot down ideas, and keep track of all things wedding related. Don't let this fool you, I am not a control freak. I am not a Bridezilla just waiting for someone to piss me off so I can bestow upon them a long and painful death. I just like to plan so that things can go as smoothly as possible so when the inevitable blip on the radar happens, I have a plan, I tackle it, I move on.
I am not stressed about my wedding. In fact, I am quite at peace with the process and the wonderful elements that are in the works.
But apparently my subconscious disagrees because I have started, 7 months away from the wedding, to have wedding nightmares. Two so far. And the last one was so outlandish and ridiculous I've decided that I better record them somehow. Because I know someday I'll look back and laugh. Well, actually, I usually wake up and laugh, after I realize that it was, in fact, a dream and no, there are not three weddings booked on my date in my venue.
Which brings us to....
Wedding Nightmare # 1
Date of nightmare: Sometime last week. I'll keep better track from now on.
Category: Out of time
Details are foggy since I'm documenting this so far from when it happened...but I remember that it was the day of my wedding. I was at a church. Not at the church I'm to be married at, but some giant, grand, extravagant dream church. (As in, church that has those weird quirks and problems that only locations in a dream have.) I am rushing to get ready. My bridal party is helping me and they're all familiar but faceless. In reality, I don't know who these people are. I am at the church making last minute adjustments to my appearance and I realize that the church is filled with brides. One of which is completely traditional in her attire, but has pink spiked hair, heavy black makeup, and bright pink flowers. The realization dawns on me that I am in some type of "wedding factory," if you will. This beautiful church that I obviously picked for some sentimental reason has booked dozens of other brides on my wedding day!
Then I wake up. And I'm angry. Time for coffee.
I am getting married in 7 months. And I am very excited about that. We have been engaged for over two years, and we're very ready to take the next step in our lives together. During those two years of engagement, we have had plenty of time to discuss details and wedding wants. So, basically, we know what we want. It's getting those things that require the time, patience, and result in the wedding nightmares.
Those that know me know that I like to plan. I use a variety of visual aids and planning devices to do so. I have a white board (well it's actually pink, but pink board doesn't sound very professional) on my wall with a weekly to do list. I have a calendar on the wall adjacent to aforementioned white(pink) board wall that is a quick reference guide for the month and where I log gym trips. I have a planner that I carry with me. I have post-its stuck to my desk and cork board (located to the right of the pink board), and I also use the digital post-its that come standard on a Mac. Overkill? Perhaps. But it's a system that has worked for me for a long time.
So needless to say, I am using all of the above mentioned tools, as well as a wedding planning book (courtesy of The Knot), wedding planning binder, and Numbers spreadsheet to track my progress, jot down ideas, and keep track of all things wedding related. Don't let this fool you, I am not a control freak. I am not a Bridezilla just waiting for someone to piss me off so I can bestow upon them a long and painful death. I just like to plan so that things can go as smoothly as possible so when the inevitable blip on the radar happens, I have a plan, I tackle it, I move on.
I am not stressed about my wedding. In fact, I am quite at peace with the process and the wonderful elements that are in the works.
But apparently my subconscious disagrees because I have started, 7 months away from the wedding, to have wedding nightmares. Two so far. And the last one was so outlandish and ridiculous I've decided that I better record them somehow. Because I know someday I'll look back and laugh. Well, actually, I usually wake up and laugh, after I realize that it was, in fact, a dream and no, there are not three weddings booked on my date in my venue.
Which brings us to....
Wedding Nightmare # 1
Date of nightmare: Sometime last week. I'll keep better track from now on.
Category: Out of time
Details are foggy since I'm documenting this so far from when it happened...but I remember that it was the day of my wedding. I was at a church. Not at the church I'm to be married at, but some giant, grand, extravagant dream church. (As in, church that has those weird quirks and problems that only locations in a dream have.) I am rushing to get ready. My bridal party is helping me and they're all familiar but faceless. In reality, I don't know who these people are. I am at the church making last minute adjustments to my appearance and I realize that the church is filled with brides. One of which is completely traditional in her attire, but has pink spiked hair, heavy black makeup, and bright pink flowers. The realization dawns on me that I am in some type of "wedding factory," if you will. This beautiful church that I obviously picked for some sentimental reason has booked dozens of other brides on my wedding day!
Then I wake up. And I'm angry. Time for coffee.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Ok...I am a terrible person.
So...the last post of my recipe-every-two-weeks promise was, what...February? That is just sad. And I am sorry. But I am here to redeem myself:
Vegetable Summer Spring Rolls w/ Chili Lime dipping sauce:
-Egg roll wrappers (or you can use rice paper if you want something cooler/healthier)
-Avocado, thinly sliced
-Red and yellow bell pepper, thinly sliced
-Alfalfa sprouts
-Cucumber, de-seeded and thinly sliced
-Vermicelli noodles
-Fish sauce
-Fresh lime juice and zest
-Chopped red chili
-Sugar
-Water
Directions:
-Combine 2 tbsp fish sauce with 1 tbsp sugar, juice and zest of 1/2 lime. Add in one diced red chili (and then wash your hands!). Set aside to marinate.
-Cook Vermicelli according to package directions (about 1 minute) then let cool.
-Heat vegetable oil in a skillet over medium heat.
-Place egg roll wrapper on your cutting board with one corner point toward you. Place vermicelli, avocado strips, pepper strips, cucumber, then alfalfa sprouts, and roll up the board.
-Place roll seam side down in oil, then flip to cook each side.
-Cut in half, dip in sauce, enjoy!
(Shown here with lemon pepper grilled shrimp, deviled eggs, and southern style potato salad.)
Vegetable Summer Spring Rolls w/ Chili Lime dipping sauce:
-Egg roll wrappers (or you can use rice paper if you want something cooler/healthier)
-Avocado, thinly sliced
-Red and yellow bell pepper, thinly sliced
-Alfalfa sprouts
-Cucumber, de-seeded and thinly sliced
-Vermicelli noodles
-Fish sauce
-Fresh lime juice and zest
-Chopped red chili
-Sugar
-Water
Directions:
-Combine 2 tbsp fish sauce with 1 tbsp sugar, juice and zest of 1/2 lime. Add in one diced red chili (and then wash your hands!). Set aside to marinate.
-Cook Vermicelli according to package directions (about 1 minute) then let cool.
-Heat vegetable oil in a skillet over medium heat.
-Place egg roll wrapper on your cutting board with one corner point toward you. Place vermicelli, avocado strips, pepper strips, cucumber, then alfalfa sprouts, and roll up the board.
-Place roll seam side down in oil, then flip to cook each side.
-Cut in half, dip in sauce, enjoy!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Friday Brunch: Florentine Omelet
One of my (many) New Years resolutions was to make a new recipe at least every two weeks. I've been pretty good about it so far (I've only missed one recipe) but I thought maybe if I posted the recipes and the results, I would get a little more dedicated.
The idea from today's brunch was stolen from a Giada recipe on Food Network. I used her florentine sauce on a veggie omelet.
Florentine Omelet
Florentine Sauce:
-1 tbsp heavy cream
-1 tsp Parmesan cheese
-one handful fresh spinach
-one tbsp chopped white onion
Saute onion in butter until translucent, then add spinach. When the spinach is wilted, add heavy cream. Season with salt and pepper. When cream thickens (about 8 minutes) add parmesan cheese. Remove from heat.
Veggie Omelet:
-one egg plus one egg white
-1/4 cup chopped button mushrooms
-1/4 cup chopped broccoli florets
-1/4 cup chopped cherry tomatoes
-1 tsp mozzarella cheese
Saute mushrooms and broccoli until tender, remove from heat.
Beat egg and egg white, plus a splash of water, until completely mixed. Melt butter in a non-stick skillet over medium-low heat, add egg mixture. Watch for egg to set up on the sides of the pan, then gently pull the egg back to allow uncooked egg to get to the side of the pan. Repeat this process until omelet is set. Sprinkle half of omelet with mozzarella, add broccoli, mushrooms and cherry tomatoes. Fold omelet, slide onto plate. Top with florentine sauce.
Results
Really, really tasty. The cream sauce is surprisingly light because of all the vegetables it's paired with. Probably preferable for brunch, as opposed to breakfast, because it's quite filling and the flavors are pretty bold.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Easter!
Happy (belated) Easter!
What a fabulous weekend. Friday night Hanna celebrated her birthday, and then allllll day Saturday was an Easter celebration! I cooked a pretty big spread of food.
Roasted garlic and chive mashed potatoes, homemade vegetarian sage gravy, fried oysters with remoulade, and green beans. Mmm. I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.
In other news...school is three weeks away from being over. When did that happen?! It's fantastic. The weather is (or was, at some point) getting warmer and I am slowly feeling the terrifying and enthralling sense of freedom creeping over me. What will I do? Who knows. I have so many things I want to pursue. I plan on:
-cooking lots and lots of food and trying new recipes
-taking pictures
-reading until my library card disintegrates
-tending to Chris and I's garden
-bird watching!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Satisfied
Few things are more beautiful than a snow storm in the country. Ever the cynic, I refused to believe that the snow would amount to anything, and school would commence as usual on Monday.
I was wrong!!! After having dinner with our new neighbors, which was quite a success, Chris and I emerged to a snowy, slippery, silent city. By morning, there was six inches of snow. A real snow day! It was fantastic.
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