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What was the last game you played?

Uno as a Spanish teaching tool yesterday with Micaela's class. I think we should have called it "One" for the occasion.

This months Food and Wine talks about ethical eating. It also has a section on Provence (made me think of Mizuntitled!) and an article on taking food pictures, food blogs and the best cameras for shooting food.

I have been told to give up coffee by my new Dr. I knew I needed to do this, but pretended I didn't. In its place I am drinking maté. I am not so happy with the brand I found at our local Fiesta, they didn't have Cruz de Malta my favorite. Still, so far I am not suffering withdrawal.

I am in love with the cookbook Baking by Flavor. One thing I think I figured out about burned pound cakes is that you should never make butter cakes with butter that has been frozen (according to the author). It somehow changes the structure of the butter making the cakes more prone to burning. Aha! Now I understand a few of my baking fiascos.

I am thinking almost constantly about how privileged I am to have been born where I was and to have the opportunities I have had. My existential crisis's seem so very small when I see all the displaced people here on the side of the road looking for work and asking for money. I think so much of my existential crisis stem from a fear of not *doing* something with all the advantages I have had, I do have. I am trying harder to think more about what I can do and less about what I can't.

I have way more grey hair than I ever imagined. The verdict is still out until all the grey is...there is still some to be revealed under the dye.

I am constantly planning new projects, even while I have several in the works. I sat down last night and made a list of what I've got going. I'm not allowed to start anything new until I've worked through it!

I don't feel like I have much to say or write lately. Currently I am in a lesser limbo...lesser because I am finally in my new home as opposed to between places, but I still don't feel placed here.

Right now the sun is shining and it is raining. I don't know what they say about that in your neck of the woods, but my grandmother said it meant "The devil is beating his wife." I did muster up enough brain energy and finger strength to write more about her today on my blog http://www.flitknits.com/myblog. I'm still trying to figure out why I need multiple places to write about my life!

Enrolled Sofi in school today. Really I could write lots more about that decision, but I won't...

Today J's cousin R and his wife and their three kids came over to visit. The last time I saw the two of them was at their wedding 13 years ago! We found out shortly after J got the job here that his cousin R and family were also moving here from FL. I made a Banana Cranberry Teacake, the kids swam in the pool (despite the rain) and we hung out. It was nice to have visitors and it is especially nice that we have some family here. It was also kind of nice to see that it is not just my kids who answer in English despite living in a house where Spanish is spoken. Both R and A are native Spanish speakers, while I am not. Still I try to speak Spanish at home so the kids don't lose it.

It also prompted some more cleaning and organizing so the house actually looks like we live here and not just out of boxes and chaos.

"My" room is mostly done and I've got all my fiber, fabric and notebooks on a new IKEA shelf. Now I just need to get to work making and writing.

Seeing as I've migrated way far south recently it is only fitting that I move on over here from LJ via an invite from mizuntitled. I need to play with this more and put a more recent pic of myself up...Especially after tomorrow when I get a new 'do most probably to honor the ever increasing grey. I've been dyeing my hair since I was 16 and I'm sick of it. I'm trying to think of it this way (when I panic over the thought of how ancient I'll look with the grey)...I've spent my whole life trying not to do things the way most people do; partly because deep down I'm a curmudgeon and partly because I think the way many things are done are wrong/boring/thoughtless (all things I can be accused of being on occasion, of course). I'm thinking going grey at the not so old age of 38 is not particularly valued. We'll see how I sit with the decision when it actually takes place though. I'm no stranger to eating crow!