Whatever is has already been, and what will be has been before; and God will call the past to account.
Let’s just call Sunday Cookie Day and leave it at that. I mean, we did go to church, lounged around in the heat — I finished My Sister’s Keeper — and watched Lady in the Water. In the evening pre-movie, I also did two loads of laundry and sent Ian off to hunter-gather cookie fixin’s, and that’s where everything went down food-wise.
I personally feel that at least 50% of the enjoyment of cookie-making comes from sampling it along the way. This conviction is the reason I don’t really go in for store-bought cookies, although those tend to taste quite delicious; plus I enjoy making cookies twice the size they call for. Who wants a cookie that’s actually one rounded spoonful? I form each cookie ball by hand, so they’re about the size of my palm. At least a few of these palm-fuls are sure to be diverted for a taste-test as I QC my cookies, which leads to yesterday’s eating.
7:35 — Yogurt, jam, Grape Nuts
11:00 — 1/2 piece homemade banana bread
1:00 — String cheese, baked potato, apple
3:00 – 3:45 — 1/2 Hershey chocolate bar (6 pcs)
5:00 – 7:00 — Cookie dough bits and fixin’s
7:00 — Hummus, tortilla, sliced-up orange, chips
8:00 — Cookie (cooked!)
About Lady in the Water: It didn’t do as well as some of M. Night Shyamalan’s previous films, but I enjoyed this more than most of them. Maybe it’s my aversion to jumping out of my skin every few minutes, but I didn’t enjoy The Village that much, or Signs. Sixth Sense I do like, but only having seen it a couple of times and overcome the initial stomach-clenching fear that the movie can inspire. I liked the fairy-tale-ness of Lady in the Water, how it seemed more innocent somehow, and also how it featured more interesting and amusing characters than many movies. I also really enjoyed the scene where the book/film critic meets the scrunt.
Today hit about 85°, and I wore shorts and a T-shirt for the first time this year. Had a strong tailwind and booked it at about 20 miles an hour on my new bike most of the time — also hit my fastest yet (while paying attention), 31 miles an hour. Now, after almost a year of dogged, teeth-gritted, stubborn riding, I can understand why people do this for fun.