Today, I'm looking back on the break I just had at home, which was one of the happiest times of the past few years. It was really nice to see family and friends, work just enough that I didn't feel guilty for not doing anything productive, knit things for loved ones and their loved ones, and of course spend time with my dear fellow coot-partner. It was also nice to be home, fall back into old patterns, and yet not feel like I was falling back into my old self. I got to cook for my family, watch way too much Gilmore Girls, wander around Boston in the freezing cold, see my grandfather, eat out at my favorite restaurants, play board games with everyone, and much more, all with a sense of being in the right place at the right time, utterly content. I would stay in that break forever if I could.
But all good things end, so here I am, back in London, fortunately in a lovely apartment with lovely housemates. I spent the better part of yesterday decorating my rooms, driving myriad nails into the walls, which is definitely not allowed on our lease (massive spackle attack in like 7 months!), and now it really feels like home again.
Today I saw Avatar and really liked it. The plot was Pocahontas with blue folks (no really: http://www.buzzfeed.com/reddit/james-camerons-pocohontas-err-avatar), not really worth mentioning, but my goodness, the world they created is phenomenal! So much bioluminescence... If you can see it in IMAX 3D, do: this is one of the first movies in a long time where I would have been willing to spend the 15 bucks to see it in the best possible quality. The only thing I wished they'd done differently was that the Na'vi were pretty clearly human beings, elongated and painted blue with some cat features. I would have loved to see what they would have looked like if they'd actually been back-engineered (not the right word, but you get the idea) from actual big cats, like as if the sentient beings on this planet had evolved not from monkeys but from cats. That would have been cool.
And then I went home and butchered a raw chicken for the first time. I kind of thought it would be harder than it was, and I'm definitely doing this from now on. I mean, a whole small chicken costs around 3 pounds or less, and if you want an equivalent amount of meat pre-packaged, it would probably run you about 5 or 6 pounds. Incredible.
And now I'm off to find a recipe for something decadent and chocolate that goes with raspberries. Don't you all wish you were visiting me in London? ;)
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