*quiet sigh*

There's a cool breeze outside and it's raining a little bit.  I'm sitting on the couch with my dog and Mike, getting a neck rub.  And I'm just having one of those moments where you realize you're safe, you're happy, you have food and a home and people you love... and you're just pretty damn lucky.

Sunday Endorsements

Banana bread with peanut butter glaze

This month’s Cooking Light had a recipe for banana bread with peanut butter glaze (as well as a picture of it on the cover).  Their banana bread recipe was all modern and funky, though – they had plain yogurt in it and peanuts and… no.   I made my old faithful banana bread recipe, which has bananas, flour, sugar, eggs, baking soda and salt.  Done.  Delicious. 

THEN I made the peanut butter glaze to put on top – powdered sugar, peanut butter and milk.  It definitely put the bread close to the dessert category, and in the best way possible.  Next time, I’ll serve the bread heated, with vanilla ice cream, and drizzle a little more of the peanut butter glaze on the ice cream, and then I will bask triumphant as the Queen of Banana Bread.

The Merona fall collection at Target

I’ve been watching Mad Men recently, and been resisting the urge to wear nothing but pencil skirts and shirtwaists with pearls.  However, the entire Merona fall line at Target is straight out of 1961, so I am now just going with the flow.  Quite happily.  

Deep tissue massage

I get rebound headaches when I take too many drugs for my initial headaches, so I look for any other way to manage them.  A one-hour deep tissue massage on my neck and shoulders = near magic.  There was a slight improvement the next day, but two, three days later?  Noticeable improvement.  I’m getting another one on Monday.

The weather this weekend

Right now it is 76 degrees, sunny, and breezy.  The high today is 82.  I’m giddy.  GIDDY.

It's clean fun, at least - not sure about good...

Ahh, so much for posting every day.  These headaches are killing my ambitious blogging schedule – when you wake up every day with a stabbing pain in your eye, it’s more challenging to have ideas.

I soldier on, though.

We went to see a comedian last night, and while the show was fine, I found myself paying much more attention to the audience around us by the end of the set. 

The comedian was Brian Regan, who I knew from seeing on TV from time to time.  He was funny – he also, apparently, has a strict “no cursing” policy in his set.  It’s a testament to his skill that I’ve seen him perform a few times and never noticed that. 

He also has an extremely enthusiastic fan base.  Like… I don’t know if a lot of these people have ever seen any other stand-up comedy.  They do things that are normally only appropriate at concerts, like SAY THE PUNCHLINE ALONG WITH THE COMEDIAN. 

Seriously.  This guy is building up the joke - and some of them have significant set-up time – and huge parts of the audience are just waiting to shout the end of the joke with him.  As a performer, is that more flattering or annoying?  I mean, I guess he can just go home and cry into his giant piles of money if it bothers him.  But it bothered me. 

There was a couple behind me where the guy was one of the above –mentioned fans, and the girl was either deaf or very, very stupid.  I was listening closely to them by the end of the night, and I have to say, I think she was very, very stupid.  The two of them had a running dialogue that went something like this:

Comedian: “So…in beaker 1 we have….acid….and in beaker B we have…”

Guy Behind Me: “It’s funny because B isn’t a number!”

Girl Behind Me: “Oh.  OH, right!”

Comedian: “Why did Jefferson stop at naming his house?  Why stop at Monticello?  What about… would you like to borrow my can opener, Eduardo?”

Girl: “Who’s Eduardo?”

Guy: “No, see, he’s naming all the stuff in the house, but that’s just the name he picked for the can opener.”

Girl: “Uh, ok.”

Brian Regan was funny, but they were HILARIOUS.