And His Name Shall Be Called

I'm not happy with my blog posts lately. They're too self-pitying. They seem to ask why things are so hard for me, La Misma, when really many things are hard for many people and much harder than they are for La Misma.

So it's time to celebrate the good things ... let's see, what are they? Well, I have successfully kept houseplants for the first time in my life. Though I don't get much light in my apartment, these plucky little plants just keep on living, which is touching and life-affirming.

What else?

Ummmmmmmmmmmmm ...

The New York Times reported it was foolish to put up a lot of lousy stuff about yourself on the Web in case future employers Google you. But what if you have a compulsion? And anyway, can't we have any private life at all? Are our free, creative Web communications, which are designed to link us to other humans all awash in the human struggle, going to be reduced to press releases about our fine characters and lack of mistakes or tendency to give up on things too fast?

I'm a loser. And I want my future employers to know it.

But back to positivity. I have a lot of pots now. I used to only have two saucepans, and one didn't have a lid. The lid-less saucepan is fine for things like heating spaghetti sauce or refried beans, but it's hopeless for steaming vegetables or making rice. Well, in a domestic spree last fall I bought a set of pots and pans at Target for only $39.99 and it was so worth it! It has left me with plenty of lidded saucepans.

Yes. There's nothing like a lidded saucepan.