I amend my previous statement about my secret life goal. In addition to reading all day as an editor and watering my plants, I also want to cook and bake in between the reading and the plant care. Combining raw ingredients and creating something much more tasty and impressive is cathartic somehow, particularly if it involves squishing stuff up with my bare hands.

I think tomorrow Ray and I are planning on making more of our new all-time favorite Roasted Yam and Garlic soup.

I swore when I brought my new computer home that I wouldn't bring food or drink within five feet of it, because of my incurable clumsiness. But every time I use it, I suddenly get extremely thirsty and need to sip an overly full glass right over the keyboard. Any day now I will spill something on it and hate myself. I really never learn.