That’s not to say I can’t clean. I just don’t like to clean. Occasionally I will pick up the place in the event someone is coming over. Or say, my favorite group of musicians is in town and I offer them a place to crash.
Other than that, I only clean because I’m upset. Anger makes the place sparkle. And lately my boredom has coupled with wanting the place to look good for El, so it’s nice.
Besides, I’ve taken care of my Summer To Do List and really don’t know what else to do.
Apart from the professional development and career things I needed to take care of this summer, I managed to:
Learn to Sew.

This was my first venture and I managed to pull off some nice pillows. Made two hand-bags, too.
Cook More, and Completely Homemade.

Chicken Pot Pie

Chicken Teryaki

Peach Salsa

Coconut Macaroons
And then there was the dinner I held and prepared before my wedding reception...



Of course, there were dozens more things I should have captured, but didn’t manage to picture. I need to work on taking nicer pictures of my food, anyway. Getting better dishes and plating better. The having-people-over-for-dinner period of our newlywed lives is still to come. I’m ready to step up to the plate but only if it fits around derby practice.