Dream on

I was going to bitch about the horrid rain and blasting thunder we've been having all day but hey, we're having it easy - I have seen no flying livestock. And the roof is still quite much there.
So.. instead, I shall ramble about food.

Bought food today,a s you cna guess. the reason being, well, the kitchen cabinets were glaring at me. And, yeah, food is a necessity for life. EVen if this meands I will be kind of "oops"-ed out when it comes time to pay the groecery bill.. I will be a 20 short unless I can convince SOMEONE to hhelp me out. (Someone = Dad, most likely. If he forgives me repeatedly having told him to fuck off lately. I know, I am a bad poerson.)

So, back to the subject at hand... food. I like food. Food is v. nice. Look at the icon - that is some vverry nice dessert-type stuff I did sometime last month - vanilla ice cream with raspberry filling-type stuff, fresh cloudberries and lots of whipped cream.Not that dessert is today's topic, even if I do plan on baking an apple pie soon...

So, ood. And the fridge. (So okay the door is kinda wacjky, the insulation leaks and the whole thing stinks... oops. Haven't cleaned much in the past month...) So, it is about what I have in the fridge. And THAT is... people food.

It's carrots, squash, fat-free yoghurt, butter, milk, cotatage cheese.. it's people food. It's stuff that is either eat-as-it-is like yogurt, otr it is will-demand-lots-of-preparation like red cabbage. No microwaveable dinners or anything mix-n-bake sort. it's... it's people food. the sort thgat I loathed when I was younger for the simple reasoon of most food at the palces I went to being really fucking badly done. Stuff I wouldn't have eaten had I been starving is now something I cook hjappily. I curse when I forget to buy milk. There are a gazxillion different conndiments and spoices here - heck, I even bought some cardemon today. And that, my friends, is... domestic like woah.

So I look at the kitchen cabinets. I got used to there never being what I needed because i hdn't gotten it yet - because hey, this iis a new place. But now, I look at the cabinets and go "Well, I can't think of many things that I'd actually need..." because damn, there s lots and lots of stuff here.

I guess it is finally hitting home that yeah, the day after tomorrow will be the one-year anniversary of Yours Truly starting to inhabit this particular domicle.

I like being domestic. Can I have my man and babies now?