stir-crazy

domesticity is a new thing for me. it holds my attention for about two hours, then i get very antsy. "i'll probably always have this tendency" i said to t the other night... it's been this way for the last 7 years. he looked at me wearily.
i get bored too easily. i am trying to settle down a bit, but it's more arduous than i'd imagined.
geddy lee:

the old oven, RIP:

i have been cooking copious amounts of food over the last 36 hrs. carmelized onions and sauteed gnocchi; havarti melted over garlic bread; white-chocolate-coated mixed nuts. at this exact moment i am dehydrating apple slices. this manic phase shall too pass, but i do like pretending i am capable of nurturing.