Beginning of September
Sep. 2nd, 2002 05:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magidAnd now it's September, time of Jewish holidays and beginning school years, not to mention apple picking. I usually try to go apple picking at least once a year, before Rosh Hashana. Since the weather didn't cooperate today, I'm hoping to go this week.... does anyone have suggestions for orchards I can get to after work with enough time to pick?
I think that the rash diagnosed as poison ivy may be something else: despite using the cream the nurse prescribed, it's getting larger and itchier. I woke up in the middle of the night unable to sleep from the itching. A bath with Aveeno helped, but I was sleep-deprived the rest of the day. Tomorrow I call the nurse again. *sigh* I'm tired of being ill, and especially tired of things that itch. I can deal much better with pain than this deep itchiness.
So I got a late start Sunday. Tried some everything-free waffles (well, egg-free, wheat-free, and sugar-free, anyway), and they weren't bad (though a bit pricey). And I made a batch of experi mental jam: cran-orange ginger peach. (Thanks to Queue and Hrafn for the bag of cranberries. I still can't believe I'm out of cranberries, none at all in the freezer. It feels odd, knowing I have to wait until October/November to get more, unless I find somewhere that sells them frozen.) I ended up with 2 pints and 2 half-pints, and all the jars sealed.
Eventually, south to New Haven with Queue. The idea was to see a bit of the coolness of the place, but the weather played with those plans. I did get to hear an edition of "This American Life" on the drive down, though, which was cool - I usually miss the show, and it tends to be interesting and off-beat. This week's theme was "testosterone," which was more interesting than I would've thought.
New Haven has some interesting architecture; had the weather been easier, I would've liked a walk around just looking at all the details. I did notice that the horns of the Ionic columns on the court house seemed to be wearing hairnets, though...
Lunch at Claire's, with more food bought for dinner, then we walked along the "Sculpture Mile," which is billed as sculptures along a boardwalk by the ocean. Well, there were sculptures, though rather more infrequently than one would assume, given that billing. The boardwalk was a paved path, not wood at all. And it was a couple of miles long. It *was* by the water, however (Long Island Sound), so there was the sound of the surf, lots of seagulls about, sand and seaweed.
The rain meant that the local summer Shakespeare company production of Julius Caesar wasn't going to happen, however. Ah, well. It did mean I got to see "Iron Chef" again, in the first 2 vs. 2 battle (they made a big deal out of that), using sea bass (yum.). The food looked great, and the campiness is so entertaining. I have to admit, I would not have thought of making a fish dessert...
Breakfast at Claire's, with annoyingly slow service (how long does it take to serve a sliced bagel with a container of cream cheese? Longer than it takes me to slowly eat a piece of quiche that took its time arriving as well, apparently. Not at all impressive. Then there was some kind of race that meant lots of local roads closed to cars... getting to the highway was more of a production than it should have been. Much rain on the way home, as well.
Happily, there was (leftover swiss chard-veggie) soup for lunch (it being soup weather, I was glad to already have some). I wanted to bake something, but with limited supplies (I must go shopping), managed only a batch of butterscotch brownies. I like them, though.
I think that the rash diagnosed as poison ivy may be something else: despite using the cream the nurse prescribed, it's getting larger and itchier. I woke up in the middle of the night unable to sleep from the itching. A bath with Aveeno helped, but I was sleep-deprived the rest of the day. Tomorrow I call the nurse again. *sigh* I'm tired of being ill, and especially tired of things that itch. I can deal much better with pain than this deep itchiness.
So I got a late start Sunday. Tried some everything-free waffles (well, egg-free, wheat-free, and sugar-free, anyway), and they weren't bad (though a bit pricey). And I made a batch of experi mental jam: cran-orange ginger peach. (Thanks to Queue and Hrafn for the bag of cranberries. I still can't believe I'm out of cranberries, none at all in the freezer. It feels odd, knowing I have to wait until October/November to get more, unless I find somewhere that sells them frozen.) I ended up with 2 pints and 2 half-pints, and all the jars sealed.
Eventually, south to New Haven with Queue. The idea was to see a bit of the coolness of the place, but the weather played with those plans. I did get to hear an edition of "This American Life" on the drive down, though, which was cool - I usually miss the show, and it tends to be interesting and off-beat. This week's theme was "testosterone," which was more interesting than I would've thought.
New Haven has some interesting architecture; had the weather been easier, I would've liked a walk around just looking at all the details. I did notice that the horns of the Ionic columns on the court house seemed to be wearing hairnets, though...
Lunch at Claire's, with more food bought for dinner, then we walked along the "Sculpture Mile," which is billed as sculptures along a boardwalk by the ocean. Well, there were sculptures, though rather more infrequently than one would assume, given that billing. The boardwalk was a paved path, not wood at all. And it was a couple of miles long. It *was* by the water, however (Long Island Sound), so there was the sound of the surf, lots of seagulls about, sand and seaweed.
The rain meant that the local summer Shakespeare company production of Julius Caesar wasn't going to happen, however. Ah, well. It did mean I got to see "Iron Chef" again, in the first 2 vs. 2 battle (they made a big deal out of that), using sea bass (yum.). The food looked great, and the campiness is so entertaining. I have to admit, I would not have thought of making a fish dessert...
Breakfast at Claire's, with annoyingly slow service (how long does it take to serve a sliced bagel with a container of cream cheese? Longer than it takes me to slowly eat a piece of quiche that took its time arriving as well, apparently. Not at all impressive. Then there was some kind of race that meant lots of local roads closed to cars... getting to the highway was more of a production than it should have been. Much rain on the way home, as well.
Happily, there was (leftover swiss chard-veggie) soup for lunch (it being soup weather, I was glad to already have some). I wanted to bake something, but with limited supplies (I must go shopping), managed only a batch of butterscotch brownies. I like them, though.