heat

it's probably the hottest day of the year so far, and i've been in the kitchen since 6:15. i made my szechuan green beans for tomorrow and Wednesday's lunch. then i made a cake (which is still baking - remind me never to use glassware to bake ever again). and then i made some chicken breasts to go with the beans. it's so hot in this apartment right now.

but i've been listening to my Chillaxin' mix, enjoying my pseudo-domesticity. i even washed and dried all the dishes! i must be PMSing.

that's the good thing about this time of year. all my favorite shows are now on re-runs so i have time in the evenings to do real stuff - read a book, work on my writing, go for a walk, bake, cook, date.

i was sitting in the boardroom with some people from work on friday and MK happened to mention that i was single (or lumped me in with her and other single girlfriends) and one of the lawyers said, "you don't have a boyfriend? that surprises me." someone else piped in, "i know; i just don't get it." then they all took turns listing off the reasons why i am such a great catch - i cook, i bake, i own my own place, i'm good-looking, i'm smart, i'm funny... i finally said, "exactly! who wants to put up with that kind of perfection?'' :)

i watched the movie "Up" on Saturday. it was really cute and it made me cry a bit. i always cry at movies where the male character shows undying love and devotion to the female one. and then, yesterday, i saw "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past". i thought it was really cute! i'm starting to like Jennifer Garner. she annoyed me before but she's got her charm. and Matthew McConaughey....mmmm, delicious. and then, the icing on the cake was that Daniel Sunjata was the romantic rival. i audibly "oh'd". T laughed at me. but he is worth an oh and so much more. tasty morsel of a man! ah, but this movie made me cry too. it was completely predictable how it ended and i don't think it made any apologies about that, but that Matthew McConnaughey is so earnest when he pleads for a second chance, i couldn't help myself.

too romantic in the head, not enough in the heart. or is it the other way around?