Squeesh

I'm feeling a little off tonight. Actually, I'm sitting on my couch with a CBC mug full of wine. I'm feeling a lot off. Oh well. The day is almost done.

I tried my first recipe from the Seasonal Ontario Food site tonight. I had a couple of butternut squash (squashes? squeesh? that sounds funny), so I made the roasted butternut squash and shallots dish. It was damn good. I'll be using that one again. I just love how she uses sucanat and non-wheat flours in everything! A woman after my own heart.

I can't bring myself to tell my drum teacher that I haven't been practicing. Luckily I'm a quick study, and so far he suspects nothing. But seriously... I can't go buy a snare (or a full kit) when I'm planning to move out of a house and into an apartment. My neighbours would hunt me down and kill me.

I had a fleeting, lovely, dreamy thought today in the bathroom (it's where I do all my deep thinking, obvs). I imagined myself being employed only by my music, and still being able to pay all my bills. Then I got sad, because that doesn't happen very often, and I know it. Being a realist can hurt sometimes.

My CBC mug is empty.

I'm getting excited to play Montreal. Even though I know that traveling to other cities inspires me to write songs, I don't get around to it very often. I really should. Being alone in a big city fills my brain up with all sorts of great stories. Then I come home to my sweetheart and my CBC mug full of wine, and I have a new album under my belt.