almost summmmmmmmmmmer!!

Anyone with a friend in the PNW knows that this weekend is the first real scorcher of the season. It's such a sharp contrast from the past weeks of rainy drizzle. As much as I hate extreme heat, even I have to embrace the beads of sweat forming even-now on my upper lip. *wipe* It's so nice to not feel so goddamn COLD all the time. It's also good motivation for me to change the sheets since I don't think flannel will feel very good in the upcoming days.

I'm going to Amy T's bbq tomorrow and have promised to bring a tres leche cake. Which of course requires me to turn on my oven tonight. Oops! Actually, I'm excited about it. It's a really light and refreshing cake; it's so easy and yet sort of disproportionately phenomenal. (Thank you, Alton.)

I worked from home today and was able to meet Jeff for lunch. We ran over to Whole Foods after and he bought me some ingredients for the cake, which I brilliantly left with him when I dropped him off. (A can each of evaporated and condensed milk.)

As it turned out, I needed to get a few more things, so I had a leisurely shopping trip at Greenwood Market this evening. As much as it was a reminder why you shouldn't go to a grocery store without a list or at least a plan, I ended up buying a lot of exciting things.

- ingredients for yogurt gelato which I have been craving, though crap I forgot vanilla bean
- flank steak, which I'm currently marinating ala Matt's dad's recipe
- chicken breasts which I'm going to grill today for lunch tomorrow
- broccoli, which I haven't had in ages and love
- fun girly things like noxema, exfoliating face wipes, shampoo and conditioner, and deodorant

Random aside: I hate, hate, hate Noexma in a pump. It's all thin and liquidy and useless. I was trying to be a brave soldier, suck it up, and just work my way through it, but I hate it so much, I'm going to overcome my traditional cheapness and toss it. It was so exciting to buy the squat jar kind again. Also, in other product hate, I accidentally bought some cheap single-ply toilet paper. (Not on purpose, I was running out of the store, remembered I needed it at the last minute, and grabbed it from the end-of-the aisle.) I hate it. But I can't toss away 11 rolls of toilet paper, so I'm going to endure the unpleasantness. I know, right. Could I be more of a princess?

Also I shaved my legs today and am sporting no less than three tiny bandaids since I bought cheap razors. Ouchie. Henry, who is staying with me while Sarah is in the midwest, was very bemused by my flamingo act in front of the sink. He had no idea what to make of that.

I got home from an appt and did some gardening in preparation for the surface-of-the-sun-like heat. I cut some flowers from my garden and I think next to the joy of harvesting my own food, cutting my own flowers to spread throughout the house (and not for $14.99 a bundle) is orgasmic. The two roses my dad bought me are thriving. And the house has sort of exploded in spring-y flower-y-ness because the flowers Sarah bought me last weekend are still blooming exquisitely.

I need to take some quick pictures for my dad so he can see how well the roses have bloomed!

Another mark of spring glory is that Jeff and I are finally, finally, FINALLY returning to the Farmer's Market.

That's it! Off to do Things!