Five Senses Friday

:: tasting ::

orange scones



:: hearing ::

here's looking at you kid by The Gaslight Anthem

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:: seeing ::

so much sunshine for the month of March

:: smelling ::

lemon essential oil, that i sprinkle on my dust rags to make the rooms in my apartment smell nice

:: touching ::

the beautiful yarn and prezzies sent to me by my buddy cyndle (((more on this later!)))

:::

Well, to sum it up politely, this week sucked! (Aside from all of the mail love lavished upon me by my awesome blog friends of course). Today was the cherry on top of a very big suck cake. It started out with a painful stomach flu, moved on to Matt getting a $150 parking ticket ON OUR STREET, and finished today with me realizing that I bounced our rent check. I have never ever done this before, and what made the whole thing worse was that it was entirely my fault. I made a stupid mathematical error when I was transferring money into my checking account to cover things and came up short. The worst thing is, is that we had the money to cover rent, but because of my dumb, dumb, DUMB mistake we've been slammed with fees and now we're in the hole. This is all happening smack in the middle of one of those stellar weeks where I am not sure where our next meal going to come from. I cried my fool eyes out this morning.

During a brighter moment earlier this week, I sat down and wrote my husband a little love note. Part of it said something to the effect of The bills might stack up and the fridge might be bare, but as long as I have you, I am rich. Ahem, FYI, universe, that wasn't some call for a cosmic test of my love, and sanity. You can step off a bit...Jerk.

I bet Matt feels rich when I snot all over the shoulder of his favorite sweatshirt.

SIGH.

I am rich. I am rich. I am rich.

Tomorrow will be a new day.

Five Senses Friday

seeing: bright fabrics, vintage things and letters...a veritable alphabet soup of possibility

smelling: a secret first-time baking project...its success remains to be seen.

hearing: a preview of the new Old Edison album.

tasting: too many of those ridiculous brownies that I made earlier this week!

feeling: my cheek pressed up against my hubby's shoulder as we dance around the dining room. feeling content.

Five Senses Friday

smelling:

ivory soap on my hands

hearing:

This fab Motown mix on Playlist

tasting:

lots of chilled water with lemon slices. the little bit of flavor goes a long way to help my effort to drink more water, less soda.

seeing:

a sparkly clean apartment!





feeling:

happy about sharing dinners with Mr. G+N at the table, and not the television.



That's all. What are your five senses sensin' this week?

Five Senses Friday

smelling:

last night, honey mustard bbq wings

hearing:

a plane taking off from Logan Airport

tasting:

too much takeout, again, and not enough home cooked goodness.

seeing:

stuff EVERYWHERE. dishes EVERYWHERE.

feeling:

OVER-TIRED and OVERWHELMED. bad bought of insomnia last night. thinking, thinking, thinking, until 6:00am. Looking forward to a restful weekend and happy at the prospect of reclaiming my house.

Five Senses Friday

smelling:

scones baking in my kitchen

hearing:

rediscovering old cds that I haven't *really* listened to from start to finish since college. some goodies that came out were: ben folds five: whatever and ever amen and bjork: post

tasting:

butternut squash soup for lunch today. another splurgy date night on sushi (i've cooked every other night this week I swear!), tasty guava goddess kombucha before bed.

seeing:

fear and loathing in las vegas. i'm not quite sure that i liked it. i'm not quite sure what happened in that movie at all really!?!

feeling:

an overwhelming sense of sadness about all of the news streaming out of haiti. when I heard someone say on the radio that the national palace was to haiti as the white house is to the united states, and now it is in ruins...my heart sank, and I felt pain just as I did when our country was attacked on 9/11.

this interview with Governor General Michaëlle Jean of Ottawa, Canada reduced me to tears.



I will be making a small donation to Boston-based Partners in Health, who have been operating in Haiti for over twenty years. Boston has the third largest Haitian population in the country, so I feel that I must rally around my surrounding community to help the relief effort. I urge you to do what you can too, even if it's just lighting a candle and saying a prayer.

Hug your loved ones tight! I know I have this week.

Five Senses Friday

smelling:

my cozy wool sweater. mmm. wool.

hearing:

the whooosh of our heating vent...eek! and now a car alarm! that's annoying! phew it's gone.

feeling:

hugs and kisses from a certain sleepy hubby.

tasting:

a little sandwich i whipped up with some leftover salmon

seeing:

some beautiful pictures on flickr,

spoons
more spoons
paul's homemade chocolates
gift shawl

Inspired by the delightful and talented Abby