Outside my window: Friday brought pretty cold temperatures and a snow storm rolled in late that night. (Making for a little tense freeway drive home from the big city date.) Couldn't muster up the gumption to run yesterday morning, although I wanted to. Yoga instead. All that remains now is a dusting of snow seen on the mountains. Not as cold today and glad the sun is shining.
I am thinking: how nice it was yesterday of Keith to clean up the garden, the shed, and start on the garage chaos. And to have a husband like him who wants (and suggests) watching BBC drama "chick flicks" in bed together. We curled up in the covers last night, stayed up late waiting to go get Sam at his friend's house, and watched half of North and South.
In the kitchen: apple crisp baking away in the oven just now. I think I'll make a mushroom barley soup as a first course for our dinner. I've got a lot of vegetables in the fridge and I think some kind of stir fry will be nice, too. Gary will most likely bring home Ivana, his (Vegan if you can believe it, girlfriend. I just love this girl. In more ways than one.) and Jane will probably come home with her friend Mariana.
Also, to note: I've got my first ever sourdough starter in the fridge (thank you, Melanie!), waiting for me to mix up some dough to set overnight. This is my first venture into baking bread this way. A little anxious about the whole process, but excited to venture into new territory.
I am hearing: George Winston's Autumn. Thank you, Grooveshark.
I am hoping: that the books that I picked up yesterday at the book store, Vegan Pie in the Sky and Vegan Cookies Invade Your Cookie Jar (Moskowitz and Romero) will be helpful this upcoming holiday baking season. I can't believe that's just around the corner.
Around the house: a little harvest theme on the kitchen table~