Wish Lists
This weekend marked the final creation of gift registries for our upcoming wedding. Basically our registry criteria were: items we don’t currently own but need, items we currently own but are seriously poor quality, or items that we don’t own and may not really need but this is the only chance we get to put frivolous items on a wish list. Saturday’s additions to the registries came from Cookworks, and the one item that would make me the happiest to receive is a silly collapsable silicon colander. That’s right: while surrounded by espresso machines and knives from Germany, I spent a good five minutes playing with a colander. It’s basically a slight evolution from when my mother used to give me old margarine containers to play with in the bathtub. No rubber duckies or squirt guns for me — I got leftover plastic that used to contain spreadable oil product.
One consequence of working downtown, and taking the train to work every day, is that for two trips of forty minutes each I have nothing to do. I’ve never been able to read in a moving vehicle without getting ill, but I think I’m going to need to overcome that or else I’ll lose my mind looking out the windows every time. Sure, it’s fun to see the McBarge every day, but gazing at sulphur mills and blackberry bushes aren’t entertaining after the tenth time. So in time I’ll force myself to read while on the train.
On another totally unrelated note, here’s another photo from the Golden Globes. In it we see Mr. P. Diddy Puffy Combs checking out some very fine Golden Globes indeed. I can’t blame him.



