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{ Monthly Archives } July 2005

Walking through town

I dropped my car off for service this morning near Richmond and Sherbourne, then walked back to my condo near Queen and Spadina. It was like a journey through time: I’ve had my office in three different locations along the route, and since I’ve owned three different condos near where I live now, I’ve walked this route (or parts of it) hundreds of times. Somehow, I never get tired of living in downtown Toronto: even when it looks a bit ragged around the edges, as it often does in the morning light, I pull it around me like a comfortable old jacket.

Weather hyperbole

Today’s forecast, according to Bloglines. Not sure how many mm of rain have to fall to constitute “tons”, but someone had some fun with this one.

A few more of those herbes, please

When I was in Provence last month, I picked up a packet of (dried) herbes de Provence, that lovely blend of who knows what. Actually, my hairdresser had asked me to get some for him, I picked up one packet then found another one in fancier packaging so used the first one for myself. It was lovely on some of the fish and veggies that we ate in Provence, then later in Florence and Venice, and it was a largish package so I carried the remainder home with me.

Last night, I was roasting some veggies that were tossed with olive oil and the herbes, and I noticed that they were imparting the most delightful smell… of pot. Now, I’m sure that there was nothing in that package that wasn’t supposed to be there, it must just be something about the mixture. They were delicious.

Obsessing over an OCD

Yesterday, I was going to post something that mentioned my ex (specifically, how good it was to be able to put something back in the fridge after using part of it without him obsessively repacking it into a smaller container), then stopped myself because I didn’t want to appear that I am still thinking about him six years after I left him. However, I’ve heard that it takes as long to get over a relationship as you were originally in the relationship, so I should just get over the fact that he’s still going to come to mind for another seven years.