Last night Matthew wanted to go for a drive in his new
car so we headed over the Bay Bridge, then the Golden Gate Bridge and up
the coast past Stinson Beach. I developed a serious case of motion
sickness. To me a car is a method of getting from one place to another.
I can't say I really get the whole "going for a drive" thing. But I
wanted him to be happy so I waited a really long time before I told him I
was feeling sick.
It rained heavily all night and when I woke up this
morning Matthew told me that another plane had gone down in New York. The
reports from the beginning were that it was probably an accident, but it
set a mood for the day, and sort of dullness to everything. More people
dying. More fear. I knew none of the kids would know at school and I
looked forward to immersing in their world for a bit.
I spent the day cooking, but that isn't how I burned
myself. The fresh welts on my arm are froma scalding zipper straight from
the dryer. Yes, I did just burn myself on the 10th. The meal I cooked turned out delicious and
Matthew and I scarfed it. I made a soup of black eyed peas, split peas,
carrots, celery, parsnips, and onions, with celery salt and parsley.
I told Matthew recently that I was think about not
being vegan anymore. I
love being vegan, but someitmes I think it would be nice if we could split
a pizza. I thought he'd be delighted, but he was adamently opposed.
[For those who are new here, my boyfriend has the nickname Medium Rare
because he eats so much red meat; our eating habits are certainly on
opposite ends of the spectrum.] He gave me all sorts of reasons why I
should remain vegan. Go figure... Actually, it meant a lot to me to
learn that he had developed so much respect for my unusual appetite.
Matthew and I saw The Man Who Wasn't There tonight, and
exiting the theatre, he stubbed his toe badly. I made him elevate it and
I delighted in waiting on him all night. He kept complaining that he felt
guilty for being spoiled and I had a difficult time conveying how much I
was enjoying doting on him.
