Task completed: Sunday Jan. 21, 2007.
This one was planned before the Life List was concocted. I was thinking of a good way to make better friends with the girls in my professional/personal community, bust the Winter blahs and eat delicious quiche. So a brunch seemed like a good idea.
In total, five girls attended, plus myself. We dined on two kinds of quiches (one vegetarian), bacon, hash browns, green salad, fruit salad, lentil salad, bagels and cream cheese, bagels and lox, carrot and pineapple muffins (care of Christina R!), and cereal and milk.
It was so good! We relaxed, talked about books and life lists, work and our nutty families. I think I'm going to make this a semi-annual thing (that means twice a year right?). And the best part of it was that The Boyfriend did all the dishes and clean-up afterward. How spectacular!
Yay me!
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
#65 Make soup for someone sick
Task completed: Jan. 17, 2007
So, my boyfriend was pretty sick last week. He actually went away to Ottawa and picked up a nasty bout of the flu. It just goes to show you that getting a flu shot (as I did, but he did not) really pays. He was sniffly and snotty, and achy and cylcing between the chills and overheating. I was fine as can be.
Anyway, on Monday, when he got back home I really didn't think he was sick, I just thought he was feeling the effects from his weekend away partying. Plus, I have little sympathy for men when they're sick since they, as a species, tend to be sucky. But by Tuesday, he really was feeling terrible and ended up going home from work early in the afternoon.
By Wednesday, with his melodrama up a whole percentage point, I knew he was truly sick and I had to do something.
ADMISSION: Soup is my favourite food and I love to have it for supper. Not true of The Boyfriend.
So, here was essentially the perfect excuse to make us both feel better. I cooked up chicken noodle soup, extra noodles, with celery and carrots and onions. It was quite delicious, even though I ate more than he did. I was also pretty excited to be knocking another task off the list.
My friend K says this list gives my life a bit of purpose since you're always trying to accomplish something, and celebrating when you finally do. I also love lists, so it's a perfect fit.
Yay me!
So, my boyfriend was pretty sick last week. He actually went away to Ottawa and picked up a nasty bout of the flu. It just goes to show you that getting a flu shot (as I did, but he did not) really pays. He was sniffly and snotty, and achy and cylcing between the chills and overheating. I was fine as can be.
Anyway, on Monday, when he got back home I really didn't think he was sick, I just thought he was feeling the effects from his weekend away partying. Plus, I have little sympathy for men when they're sick since they, as a species, tend to be sucky. But by Tuesday, he really was feeling terrible and ended up going home from work early in the afternoon.
By Wednesday, with his melodrama up a whole percentage point, I knew he was truly sick and I had to do something.
ADMISSION: Soup is my favourite food and I love to have it for supper. Not true of The Boyfriend.
So, here was essentially the perfect excuse to make us both feel better. I cooked up chicken noodle soup, extra noodles, with celery and carrots and onions. It was quite delicious, even though I ate more than he did. I was also pretty excited to be knocking another task off the list.
My friend K says this list gives my life a bit of purpose since you're always trying to accomplish something, and celebrating when you finally do. I also love lists, so it's a perfect fit.
Yay me!
# 4- Find my journals
Task completed: Jan. 14, 2007
Yay! I accomplished the first task on what seems a never-ending list. This one has been bugging me for some time. I couldn't track down what I knew were five items, all likely stashed in the same place. It's really just a matter of me not unpacking all my boxes every time I move, and having moved three times in the last 18 months. The boxes thing was so pressing, in fact, it has made it onto the list, somewhere down at the bottom.
Anyway, I went into the basement, and found a stash of boxes, most labelled "Nat Geos" tucked in a corner. Opening them all I found my painting/art supplies, the junk I used to keep in my night table, a bunch of books I thought I had lost, the stuff I used to keep in my desk in Fredericton, and 'lo and behold... my stash of journals! It was awesome! Unfortunately, I didn't put anything I found in the other boxes away. Rather I repacked them and hoped that I would move again before I needed anything in them.
I restarted my journals too, after rereading all my previous entries. It was great. And frankly the sense of accomplishment - both in finding them and checking something off this list - was great.
Yay me!
Yay! I accomplished the first task on what seems a never-ending list. This one has been bugging me for some time. I couldn't track down what I knew were five items, all likely stashed in the same place. It's really just a matter of me not unpacking all my boxes every time I move, and having moved three times in the last 18 months. The boxes thing was so pressing, in fact, it has made it onto the list, somewhere down at the bottom.
Anyway, I went into the basement, and found a stash of boxes, most labelled "Nat Geos" tucked in a corner. Opening them all I found my painting/art supplies, the junk I used to keep in my night table, a bunch of books I thought I had lost, the stuff I used to keep in my desk in Fredericton, and 'lo and behold... my stash of journals! It was awesome! Unfortunately, I didn't put anything I found in the other boxes away. Rather I repacked them and hoped that I would move again before I needed anything in them.
I restarted my journals too, after rereading all my previous entries. It was great. And frankly the sense of accomplishment - both in finding them and checking something off this list - was great.
Yay me!
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