I took a half day at work today so I could head down to the Capitol. When I found out yesterday that Governor Dayton was signing the marriage bill today at 5 pm, I knew I had to be there.
It was 98 degrees. I stood in a massive crowd for an hour and a half. It smelled like melting sunscreen and felt like magic. Starting August 1, same-sex couples will be able to get married in Minnesota.
Nice work, Minnesota. Now let’s keep moving forward.
Victory is mine! Victory is mine. Great day in the morning, people, victory is mine…. I drink from the keg of glory. Bring me the finest muffins and bagels in all the land.
And on them I will place poached eggs.
That’s right, I poached an egg LIKE AN ADULT. An adult who can poach eggs.
I was/am watching Julie & Julia for the hundredth time and during the part where Julie, who had never even eaten an egg, had to poach them, I decided I needed to give it a shot. Immediately.
I’ve poached eggs before, once, long long ago. In our high school Foods for Today class, one of the lessons involved making Eggs Benedict. Poached eggs and hollandaise sauce all in one go. Except to make the eggs, we had little molds that we put in the water for ease of poaching.
an egg mold, I guess.
Well, I certainly don’t have one of those now. So I heated some water to just below simmering, threw in a little vinegar, swirled the water around the pot, and dropped an egg in the middle. And you know who managed to get it right on the first try? This guy.
And then I ate it.
Taking a cue from Smitten Kitchen, I speared the yolk with toast slices.
There will be Eggs Benedict in my near future. Oh yes.
First, an item of note:
You may have noticed the little linky at the top of the page that says “101 in 1,001.” It’s a list that I’ve been happily making headway on without so much as a peep anywhere. But I assure you, I am making progress on that sucker.
Yesterday I checked off item number 61: Bake bread. It only took me this long because I didn’t count the may loaves of banana bread I’ve made. I wanted the yeast and the kneading and the towel-covered bowl of rising dough.
I found the easiest bread recipe ever and, you know, made it. And it is so good! The crust is all crunchy and wonderful while the inside is super soft. I think next time I’m going to make it garlic bread.
This leads me to the actual point of this post. I was all satisfied with myself for making this bread, and it was so cheap and delicious, so I made mid-year resolution number one: Bake bread. Maybe once a week, maybe less, but I’d like to keep fresh bread around as often as possible.
Later in the day I purged my closet and felt awesome about it. Thing is, this was not my first closet clean-out. You’d think after all the clothing swaps and Goodwill donations, I’d only be left with clothes I love. Not so! I have this habit of buying something just because it’s inexpensive and good enough. Mostly it left me with uncomfortable sweaters and shoes. I also had a few items that were too big because I rush my way through the process of trying things on. Oops. Although this means that at next weekend’s clothing swap, some lucky lady might just walk away with some really great, high-quality pants that are basically new (Damn you, Macy’s card!).
With that, mid-year resolution number two is to only buy clothes that I really, truly like. That also fit and look good. The one exception so far being a skirt I just bought on eBay that looks awesome online, but who knows how it’ll go once I get it home and put it on. We’ll see.
The same resolution applies to home decor. Buy something because we like it, not because it fits into some idea we have of what our home should look like (I keep saying we, but I kind of mean me. Darren has given me almost free-reign of the decorating because he always likes my results. He’ll be consulted when the time comes for big-ticket items. This girl wants a new couch like whoa).
Now that I’ve just written that unnecessarily long parenthetical, I suppose I should end this. Baxter out.
fearlessly, myself. 