{Confession} I miss Nora Ephron

Today is the first day that I've had off in I can't even tell you how long. The weekends have turned into puppy play dates, and trips to see parents, and volunteer work and other sorts of craziness. ​

But not today. Today I didn't have a single reason to change out of my pajamas-- so I haven't. ​Biscuit is chewing her stuffed eggplant on the floor (still her favorite toy) and Elephant is angry that the boiled chicken breast I shredded earlier wasn't for her, so she's mewing pitifully. I'm watching Julie & Julia ​and contemplating the magic that's brewing in the pot of chicken stock I have gently simmering on my stove.

Food is so amazing, isn't it? I just love the way it feeds your heart and mind and body and soul. I took five minutes earlier to jot down the list of food I'm too intimidated to try creating in my own kitchen. It's still daunting: meringue, Hollandaise, poached eggs, baked brie, etc. Daunting, sure, but familiar friends, still there to challenge me to improve and learn and grow. Stay hungry, right? ​

The insanity can kick back in tomorrow morning, bright and early if it so chooses. But not today. Today it's just Nora and I and a big pot of simmer chicken stock.

And life is beautiful. ​

-MV.​