Weekend edition

[constance]

1. There are two kinds of people in the world: them that can make omelets and them that can't. I've always been one of the latter; but I'm happy to report that as of this past week I've suddenly and inexplicably crossed over. I don't know why this new understanding of the magical art of omelet-making, and I'm not sure I ought to question it; and in celebration, I've made about four omelets this week. This morning's was mushroom, onion, and cheddar cheese, and it was tasty, but it was also pretty. I'm not sure I'll ever stop being surprised that I can now fold eggs up and slide them off the pan in perfect condition.



2. I have a new car, or rather, when my car unexpectedly breathed its last on Friday night, my parents bought a new car which I will be driving and contributing payments as I can afford them until I can take over the payments completely. Do I sound like an ungrateful daughter when I say that this situation has made me surprisingly unhappy? I'm not ungrateful, though, I promise. I know how lucky I am to have parents who can not only afford to chip in when I'm in difficulties, but who do so willingly and (mostly) without complaint. But I hate asking people for things -- this is territory I've covered recently in another context -- and I especially don't like that at my age I am sometimes still forced to accept financial aid from my folks. It sends me spinning.
   
   And I adored my old car, which was an aging Saturn. But my new one is also a Saturn, which is some comfort, and misery-making weekend or no, it's a pretty nice car, and incidentally the only one I've ever had which wasn't grey, white, silver-blue, or beige-y. Well, there was one black one, too, I forgot, but this is an actual color! Cypress green, they call it, which is a dark metallic blue-green.



3. My heater is out. It is at times like these I'm glad I never quite got around to getting rid of my portable space heaters.

Comments

[djin7.livejournal.com]

That omelet comment cracked me up. It is so true. Hee.

Also, my aging Saturn is currently in the shop. *kicks it*

[tofty.livejournal.com]

Apparently now is the time for all good Saturns to be laid low. :/ I hope yours comes home nice and healthy!

[bethbethbeth.livejournal.com]

I'm actually in the No Woman's Land of Faux Omelet Making (i.e., they fall apart in the pan, but I can flip them over, plate-to-plate, and they end up looking pretty *g*)

[tofty.livejournal.com]

That was pretty much my MO as well, before this week. It is nice to know that one is not necessarily relegated to the omelet ghetto for one's entire life!

[coco-palmolive.livejournal.com]

What catastrophic event struck your car?! Last time I saw it (admittedly a year ago), it seemed pretty healthy. :( And what model is this new one, other than green?

Sorry too about the heater, which must be unbearable. It's a pretty cold weekend (it is 10 here and lightly snowing; I hope you are better off than that). I hope it is a minor complaint.

[tofty.livejournal.com]

It's cold here too, but thank goodness not nearly so cold as you are (we're getting into the mid-twenties tonight). My space heaters keep the house chilly but bearable (62 degrees, now), even in freezing weather, and so we'll all be fine until the repairman can make it here.

The catastrophic event(s): broken timing chain, steering column which needs immediate replacement. The car's actually repairable, but due to an unfortunate and complicated series of circumstances, I was not able to repair it. Hence the new car which is not my new car but someone else's.

[coco-palmolive.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my mom's Volvo died in exactly the same way -- the timing chain broke, and it took out a substantial part of the engine with it while it was snapping around. And it went out about 8,000 miles earlier than it was due for maintenance according to the schedule. Sucks sucks sucks. I'm glad you're not carless, but I wish you hadn't had to deal with this at all. And I hope this week is better.

[tofty.livejournal.com]

Oh, I forgot to say, it's an Ion sedan, sort of middle-of-the-line as far as tricked-out-ness goes.

[somniesperus.livejournal.com]

I am in complete agreement with you on point no. 2. As for point no. 1, I have never made an omelet in my life, and likely never will--I am one of those rare creatures who gags even at the smell of cooking eggs.

[tofty.livejournal.com]

It makes me sad that I won't be able to demonstrate my omelet-making skills when we get married. But maybe I can make cinnamon rolls instead. What's your position on cinnamon rolls?

[somniesperus.livejournal.com]

Frankly, I was planning to live entirely on love, but cinnamon rolls would be an excellent dessert :D

[tofty.livejournal.com]

mmmm, sounds absolutely ideal to me! :D