i’m watching paula deen right now and she’s got amy sedaris on making meringue. it’s weird that i feel like i KNOW amy sedaris and all of the rest of the sedarises (sedarii?) because of david sedaris’s books. even though i don’t. i wish amy sedaris would come to my house and make me cupcakes and we coud watch cheesy tv together.
paula’s got a pair of leopard skin pajamas on and it’s very weird. i don’t think anyone should wear leopard skin anything. ever.
marques and i went to columbus last weekend to see the arcade fire. they were absolutely amazing. i was concerned about the whole musical translation thing, because the arcade fire is so…. eccentric sounding. but they were awesome. and i think there was a little zombie girl in the background during “no cars go” though i’m not sure exactly what she was supposed to be. i like to think she was a little zombie girl.
we ate at the north market before the show where i had a gyro stuffed with lamb and tsatszki and big hunks of onion. it was so good, it made up for no gyros at the greek festival the weekend before. then we ate jeni’s ice cream — we had scoops of the queen city cayenne, the maker’s mark butter pecan, and the salty caramel. the salty caramel was my favorite, hands down. i love salt and caramel together — i love pressing grains of kosher salt into good quality chunks of caramel and sucking on all the goodness.
on the way home, we drove through hocking hills and looked at the leaves turning colors. we stopped in athens after getting lost and settled for lunch at the pita pit, thereby breaking my “no restaurants at home” rule.
driving home, the air was cool and you could smell fall coming. this week, it did. i’m wearing my new favorite outfit right now, an outfit that magically looks like my stomach is tucked in and it color-flattering. i’m waiting for my girl cara to come over and pick me up. we will then go purchase some pear cider or maybe sam adams octoberfest. possibly. no more girly drinks. maybe.
this is marques’s and my second autumn together. it will be our third winter. it’s very pleasant and comforting to continue to wake up beside him. the other night, i became irrationally angry at him and went to bed without our general goodnight kiss-and-snuggle. but in the morning, there he is. again. as always. it feels like we’ve been together forEVER but everyday i want to learn something new. it’s embarrassing how much i love him. almost as much as salty caramels.
