Spring Break ends as of this morning. We're not amused by this. Yesterday was the start of so-called Daylight Saving Time (sic: it's Daylight Saving Time, despite what people call it). We're even less amused by this. Is it only by chance that the two events fall together? Perhaps I'm a bit nervous, maybe even slightly paranoid, but I do in fact believe that both are the actions of a vast conspiracy involving the Illuminati, international petroleum corporations, Blue Cross/Blue Shield, the Federal government, Bill Gates, the Trilateral Commission, and the University Educational Policies Committee - Subcommittee on Academic Calendar.
Yesterday we cleaned the Apartment of Earthly Delights. It wasn't unclean. Our desks had gotten messy and there were the occasional things that could be in better places, a little dusting to do. So it's gone from being not-at-all-not-clean to being rather clean indeed.
Meanwhile I baked a focaccia bread with some herbs in it - basil, sage, but mostly parsley and rosemary. This was to accompany home-made fettucine with bechamel sauce and chicken. Though I slightly overcooked the pasta, otherwise it was probably the best batch I'd ever made. Lauren was extremely pleased with the way the chicken and sauce tasted and felt - the chicken not overcooked as it always seems to her to be in yer typical Itie slop house. I hypothesized that this was because I had roasted the chicken, two days prior, to an absurd degree of perfection and juiciness. But we didn't pursue this line of inquiry far.
This weekend we also finished Life, the Universe, and Everything and began and finished So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish. It had been far too long since I'd read Douglas Adams. I'm holding us back from Mostly Harmless, the fifth (5rd) book in the trilogy.
For now, it's off to fight the good fight against the great and evil conspirators.
Yesterday we cleaned the Apartment of Earthly Delights. It wasn't unclean. Our desks had gotten messy and there were the occasional things that could be in better places, a little dusting to do. So it's gone from being not-at-all-not-clean to being rather clean indeed.
Meanwhile I baked a focaccia bread with some herbs in it - basil, sage, but mostly parsley and rosemary. This was to accompany home-made fettucine with bechamel sauce and chicken. Though I slightly overcooked the pasta, otherwise it was probably the best batch I'd ever made. Lauren was extremely pleased with the way the chicken and sauce tasted and felt - the chicken not overcooked as it always seems to her to be in yer typical Itie slop house. I hypothesized that this was because I had roasted the chicken, two days prior, to an absurd degree of perfection and juiciness. But we didn't pursue this line of inquiry far.
This weekend we also finished Life, the Universe, and Everything and began and finished So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish. It had been far too long since I'd read Douglas Adams. I'm holding us back from Mostly Harmless, the fifth (5rd) book in the trilogy.
For now, it's off to fight the good fight against the great and evil conspirators.
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