soooo its my birthday

So, its my birthday. At least for the next hour and a half its still my birthday. Perhaps I'll milk the non-accomplishment of getting another year older through the weekend though. "but its my birthday...." seems to get people out of doing things they don't want. Recently my husband said when we arrived our friend's first home to check it out...
"its so nice to congratulate people on something they've accomplished, unlike a birthday."

I suppose I accomplished staying alive for 28 years. For those who know how accident prone I am, it can probably be deemed an accomlishment. Perhaps I should give gifts to my parents on my birthday, especially mom. you know, for the whole birth thing.

As I get older I find it hard to enjoy my birthday. Its not the fact that I'm getting older, I don't mind that too much when I really think about it. I find there is too much pressure. what to do. what do I want. If I say, 'read a book and nothing please', it doesn't actually go over well. And if I were to receive a gift, I wouldn't turn it away.

Today I worked for an hour longer then I should have. I split take out with my hubby. We went to go see a very funny movie (Dinner For Shmucks). It doesn't sound like a lot, but it was a nice day. Perhaps I'll see some friends and family over the weekend while not at work and drink some wine and catch up.

So, what I really want to know is...do you like your birthday? how do you like to celebrate? is there a secret to enjoying the attention?

new counters = cooking

Ok so I had awful counters when we bought this house. I don't mean, "oh, thats an awful colour" type of awful. I mean an unusable, unable to clean and sanitize, can cut yourself on its texture and possibly end up with an infection, type of awful.

It was a DIY project gone horribly wrong. Someone seemed to think it was a good idea to use outdoor floor paint, you know, that concrete type stuff, in an awful dark muddy taupe colour on top of the old laminates. So we patiently waited for our new counters. They still need to be fixed (there was a measurement error), and I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty stressed about that....but...the counters are in. even if they need to be replaced again...

the best part of the counters...I got to cook tonight. I didn't really have a lot of groceries in the house. So I made a mexican meets polish meal. yep. poli-mex...mexi-pol...either way.

onion perogies, with fieldroast's chipolte mexican grain sausages. I sauteed the perogies in earth balance, with garlic, tossed in the sausages, and threw Daiya cheddar to top it all off. It was a weird mix in my head, but I was very happy with the results.

Also, if you follow this blog via my facebook page (notes), you might not see it there anymore. I'm sick of the arguements and not so friendly banter about my views or reasoning behind my eating habits. My food is my choice, even if I decide to eat a lobster tomorrow....my life, my food, my choice...oh and my counters..woohoo.

I'm alive...I'm alive

Okay, sorry blogworld. I'm alive. I've been so busy its hard to choose what I was going to write about. I certainly haven't been cooking that much, or painting (at least not canvas) or reading..

What have I been doing you ask? well after my trip to VA beach, and then to Montreal its been a lot of working. AND a whole lot of house stuff....Rollin and I met one of our goals to purchase a home around our 5 year anniversary. We signed our offer in May and then signed our names so many times for our closing on July 16th, I considered changing my name.

The new house has been consuming...probably because, its not new. We certainly decided to take on a lot of renos and improvements. We had 11 days to work on the house before we moved in because our lease was up at the apartment. My goodness. We've been house-consumed.

Things are starting to settle down now. This place is becoming our home. We are excited about the changes. So here's to hoping I have a chance to blog more.