Tuesday, April 15, 2008

I Know...I Know...

I'm a terrible person. I have completely neglected this blog for over a month now. Hold on and let me ritualistically flog myself in shame.

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Okay. So, things have been dandy since Adam's surgery a month ago, and I'm very pleased to say that he is completely healed (was, really, a couple weeks after the fact, much quicker than I). Things have been great at work for both of us, and life has been generally normal. Hence, perhaps, the lack of blog posts.

My folks came up for a long awaited visit at the beginning of this month, highlights of which included an always fantastic breakfast at Eisenberg's, an Israeli dinner in Brooklyn, brunch and such things and a lovely homemade dinner of mixed fingerling potatoes, whole artichokes, and broiled cod with a fresh tomato, garlic and herb topping. Delicious!!! It was great weather, and we all had a really great time.

The weather has been steadily improving, which is so incredibly refreshing when living in the city. You are out on your feet quite a lot here, which means you have a very close relationship with the environment. Warm breezes are a life-giving blessing. Because it's spring, I've started an indoor herb garden in my kitchen (a hanging pot with oregano, parsley and catnip) and some outdoor pots for lettuce. I'm planning to get some tomatoes going in May.

Did you know that you can make tea out of fresh catnip? Not just for kitty anymore! I read about this, and proceeded to cook some up for Adam and I a couple weeks ago. We drank it (minty and calming, like Chamomile, it's supposed to help you sleep and soothe respiratory ailments) and about 10 minutes later I was half-collapsed on the bed and drooling and Adam was feeling drunk. The wonders of catnip! Either it was really potent or we are part cat.

This weekend Adam will attend the New York Comicon with my coworker's fiance and meet Stan Lee and millions of comic books nerds, and I will purchase lingerie for a friend's bridal shower, go fill up a bag with green things at the Farmer's Market, and make Passover dinner. Sadly, I won't be spending it with family this year, but we have great plans for this summer so I can't be too sad.

I can now play "Simple Gifts" on my cello, mostly well. I am learning "It's Only Love" by The Beatles, too. It doesn't sound like a tortured cow anymore. Well, not often anyway.

Back in Maryland, I started with four guppies in my fish tank. When we moved, I gave away about ten babies. Now I have about forty. The miracle of nature.

So, strangely, that's pretty much all the news for now. Maybe it's that we feel like New Yorkers now, so things aren't so crazy like they were before. We're not like, "OH! BUILDINGS!" or "AH! THE SUBWAY!" anymore. But, don't get me wrong, we still love it. I guess it's just that we feel at home now. And that's nice.

More later! Peace.