Saturday, May 28, 2005

Camarones En Chipotle

If, dear reader, you have not figured out yet that for me it's ALL ABOUT FOOD, then you haven't been reading very carefully.

So listen: it's ALL ABOUT FOOD.

And tonight I had a kick-ass dinner at this place:

Guava Margarita
Camarones en Chipotle
Mexican Salad with Jicama
Tres Leches with mango sauce

I mean, come on. Who can be sad in the face of such wonderful food? Can I tell you? The shrimp? Perfect. Best shrimp I've had since coming to Texas, in fact.

On a side note, the girls have developed the very annoying habit of climbing out of their restaurant high chairs almost the instant they are placed (and yes, strapped) into them. They aren't able to perform this neat little trick at home, where they are restrained by both belt and tray, but restaurant high chairs are a breeze for my little Houdinis to climb out of. They would so much rather be hopping up onto the table so they can stick their paws into the hot sauce, or knock over your drink, than to sit still in their chairs and, God forbid, be fed something delicious like a tortilla spread with beans and rice and nicely rolled into a little taco. The boys NEVER, and I mean NEVER wiggled out of their restaurant high chair restraints. Not once, not one of them, never.

I blame their father.

Friday, May 27, 2005

Here...But with Reservations

It's been a not-so-beautiful week in the neighborhood, and I've had to rethink my whole way of dealing (or not dealing) with the world. Not to mention the fact that B. and I have different philosophies on what to keep private, what to keep public, what to disclose, what to withhold. Recent events have startled me into realizing that I might have a tendency to be a bit too trusting, a bit too open. But I also don't want to change what I feel is a fundamentally good way to approach the world and the people around me -- with love and trust. I feel like if you put it out there, it comes back to you. Is that so naive?

It's a struggle.

And having a blog is a struggle, too. B. wants me to make it a private thing, but for me one of the fundamental pleasures of keeping an online journal is its accessability to strangers. I like reading other people's blogs, and I like them to read mine. It's part of the fun of it all, building up a readership. I don't write this thing just for me. I write it for the person who stumbles by, and likes it so much she adds a bookmark so she can come back tomorrow. If I didn't feel that was happening, or could happen, it just wouldn't be worth it to me.

But I have kids, and B., and "anything you say can and will be used against you..."

I just don't know.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

For Evah and Evah and Evah

Your Linguistic Profile:

50% Yankee

25% General American English

15% Dixie

10% Upper Midwestern

0% Midwestern

I Think I'm Maybe Back

...just getting my feet wet.

ooh! cold!

Lycopene is good for you!