the ongoings of my life

more on the ocd...

just finished my mile swim. the last 700 yards or so, I contemplated aspics. Is it really necessary to make one? who would ever decide this is a good thing? it's a good thing i don't have anything important to think about like, what we are going to do while hanifa is attending his book club meeting in las vegas this weekend. or, how i'm going to get grayson all caught up in his homework after missing three days of school due to his getting the flu. or, whether or not my brother in law is suffering from a horrible illness that caused him to lose over 10 lbs in one week. (he's dieting too...we kind of have a bet...and unless he's recently been to africa or is eating bacteria by the spoonful, 14 lbs in one week is just unheard of.) this is me..rambling.

maybe a little ocd?

why is it when you aren't doing something you obsess about it? for example, if my husband says tighten the purse strings, i always find stuff i want to buy.

currently, i have stopped eating. no, not completely, but i am on a medically supervised diet, which means that i eat 1 meal a day in addition to the "meals" prescribed to me. it's not hard, i'm not hungry and i'm very excited about the results. i've even kicked up my physical activity from swimming a mile 2-3 times per week to additional days running a few miles with the dog. i've almost completely cut out alcohol...and if you know me at all, that's a big thing. i truly enjoy a nice full bodied cab!

so, why, when i'm on this journey to what used to be me, did i find it necessary to run and out see

i'll be the first to admit. i ordered the cookbook on my iPhone while driving home from the theater. i was obsessed. then, i decided, if i'm going to start perfecting my culinary talents, i would need all new pots, pans, utensils, towels, etc. i'm telling you obsessed. luckily, i have a birthday in the next few weeks and friends and relatives have been inquiring as to my wishes. this year, i have a list! unfortunately, in addition to being obsessive, i'm not very patient. so, after perusing the williams sonoma website, i finally decided on what i want. all-clad stainless steel.

 it's so pretty. don't you think? i was nervous about not having non-stick for eggs, etc. so i asked for this one too.

it's sitting in my house all nicely wrapped for my birthday. i'm being so good and not opening it.

in addition to my new cookware, i decided i needed new knives after visiting my sister and cutting myself repeatedly on her heavenly cutlery. so, this is the collection of knives now in my thoughts as i swim lap after lap.

shun classic. japanese. delightful. lindsey will not be helping me cut veggies with these!

so now, when i do start eating again, i'm ready. my cookbook is perched on the counter, my pans will be washed and ready, my knives will be sharp and dangerous, my family will be anxiously waiting for my first julia meal. i can promise you now that i will not be starting by de-boning a duck, but i didn't say never!

and then, i'll probably have to go back on the medically supervised diet. it's a vicious circle i live in.

summer update.

i've got 2 more nights. 2 more nights of summer in mission beach. you would think 3 weeks would be enough. other than my family, friends, bed and dog, there isn't much i'm missing about phoenix right now. we've fished.

we've boogey boarded with friends.

we've surfed, been to sea world, hung at the beach, eaten at urban solace, played many games of poker, had some frothy beverages, visited with friends from both near and far, celebrated 40 years of marriage (Mark Leber's parents), supported the local surf shop economy, purchased 2 surfboards, bought 2 bikes, eaten some more,  and tonight we're off on a booze cruise. 2 more nights.

did i mention my baby is going into middle school? and he's been texting girls left and right since we arrived? maybe it's time for that talk we were supposed to have a while ago....ugh.