Sir! The peasants are revolting!

Yes, and they smell, too.

This last week has kind of sucked. We have been very impatiently waiting for my husband's paycheque to arrive. This absurd comedy of errors would be a lot more amusing to watch if we hadn't been too poor for popcorn. First, they can't get the direct deposit set up on time. Then, they courier an envelope, but forget to put the cheque in. So, tonight, finally, we get one cheque, for the consulting work he did before he was hired on full time at the company. Apparently payroll didn't realize he was actually a salaried employee now, and didn't make up a paycheque for him. Supposedly we will get it tomorrow. I would start to worry that this was some ingenious money saving venture and the company was about to go down the tubes, but they have always been very reliable with his cheques in the past. So, for over a week now, I have been wandering around the apartment aimlessly, doing a stunning version of Edina from Ab Fab, muttering; "Poor? Poor!"

To top it off, the hot water heater went out in our building yesterday morning. We haven't had hot water for two days, and they promise that we might have it sometime tomorrow morning. So now I am broke and smelly. :P

*sigh*

Do you ever get the sneaking suspicion that you have become really, really boring? I haven't been blogging much at all lately, because I haven't had much to say. For those who know me, you know how odd this is. I always have something to say!

So what the hell happened? When did I become so incredibly dull that my own musings bore the crap out of me? I used to be interesting. I used to dye my hair purple and go out dancing all night long, dressed in PVC hot pants and clinging to the bars of a makeshift cage. I used to go on impromptu road trips and splash around in fountains. I used to argue about philosophy until all hours of the morning, and rant about stuff I read the in the newspaper as though it actually mattered.

I am sitting here, wearing my emily t-shirt, emblazoned with the words "sixteen and gothic" and I have realized that I am no longer either. (Well, duh. :P) The thing is, I realize that we grow up, and it's not really my lost youth that I am mourning. (Okay, not much.) The accessories I have acquired throughout this life, my tattoos, my piercings, don't define me any more than my shaved head or my black lipstick did. It's okay that I am married now, and have a job, and can no longer go dancing on a Wednesday. It's okay that my road trips are mostly planned, and my black leather studded dog collar is in retirement. I can say with certainty that I like where I am, it's a nice place, and the view is pretty.

The thing is, where I was, wasn't really all that radical. Goth started before I was even born, and certainly wasn't new by the time I stumbled upon it sixteen years later. Being a disenchanted and disenfranchised university student sure as hell wasn't the cutting edge. Blue hair does not a revolution make. I am more radical now as I rapidly approach thirty than I ever was in my misspent youth. I learned how to think, and even more important, how to act, and my politics are no longer a fashion statement and a handy dating tool. So why am I so easily dismissed? Just another chick who got married and got boring. God, she probably even votes!

When did I become invisible?

I wear a disguise
I'm not just your average jane
The super doesn't stand for model
But that doesn't mean I'm plain
If all you see is how I look
You miss the superchick within
And I christen you titanic underestimate and swim
I've got the rifle gonna be myself

I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot bang that you hear round the world
I'm a one girl revolution

Some people see the revolution but most only see the girl
I can lose my hard earned freedom if my fear defines my world
I declare my independence from the critics and their stones
I can find my revolution I can learn to stand alone...

I'll be everything that I want to be
I am confidence in insecurity
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard
I'll shoot the shot bang that you hear round the world
I'm a one girl revolution

~Superchic(k), One Girl Revolution

Is there anyone out there who doesn't know how much I love Ani DiFranco? In a completely relaxed, non fangirl type of way, of course. I've been trying to get my Mom into her by sneaking a couple of Ani tracks onto each folk CD I make for her.

The first time I heard Ani DiFranco, I was hanging out on Arlington, in the (very scary) apartment of a guy I dated very briefly my first year of university. He wasn't home, and I was hanging out, listening to CD's with his roommate, when he mentioned this singer he thought I would really like. So we listened to Ani all afternoon, and it was like I had discovered the most amazing secret. Then, brimming with our secret knowledge, we scampered off to the park to splash around in the fountain and make a spectacle of ourselves.

You know, in retrospect he was a lot cooler than my boyfriend.

This has been the worst month ever. Everyone one I know is either sick, dying or has a relative who is. Even my Mother's dog died.

Can I just crawl under a big damn rock until it's over?

Today is Tangwystl's baby shower! My fridge is full of lovely, yummy food right now. Cherry Oatmeal Bars, Mexican Brownies, Hummus from scratch, Lentil Split Pea Spread (sorta like hummus, and yummier than it sounds, I promise), three cheese balls, almost home made salsa, Feta Pine Nut Spread, spicy olives, and lots of dip and cut up veggies. Also, the bread bowl with lemon dill dip that is mandatory at all functions that Tang or I am hosting. The shower is being held at her sister's house, and will be a ton o' fun, with lots of people and yummy barbeque.

Now I just have to run out and pick up a couple last minute things for her present, and I am all set!

Recipes from Epicurious

Indian Lentil and Split Pea Spread

• 1 cup dried lentils
• 1 cup split peas
• 1/3 cup plus 3 tablespoons olive oil
• 1 cup chopped red onion
• 2 tablespoons chopped garlic
• 2 teaspoons turmeric
• 2 teaspoons ground cumin
• 1 cup fresh cilanto leaves
• 2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
• 1 teaspoon chili powder
• Pita bread, cut into triangles

Cook lentils and split peas in large pot of boiling salted water until very tender, about 35 minutes. Drain.

Heat 1/3 cup oil in heavy large skillet over medium heat. Add onion and garlic and sauté until onion is translucent, about 5 minutes. Add turmeric and cumin and stir 1 minute. Transfer mixture to processor. Add lentils and split peas, cilantro, lemon juice, chili powder and remaining 3 tablespoons oil. Process until smooth. Season generously with salt and pepper. Transfer to medium bowl. (Can be prepared 1 day ahead. Cover and refrigerate. Bring to room temperature before serving.) Serve with pita bread.

Feta Pine Nut Spread

• 8-ounce tub whipped cream cheese spread
• 1/2 cup plain nonfat yogurt
• 3 tablespoons toasted pine nuts
• 2 tablespoons (packed) chopped fresh basil
• 1 garlic clove, minced
• 1 7-ounce package feta cheese, crumbled
• 1/3 cup chopped drained oil-packed sun-dried tomatoes

Place cream cheese, yogurt, pine nuts, basil and garlic in processor. Blend, using on/off turns, until combined. Add feta cheese and sun-dried tomatoes and blend, using on/off turns, until combined but still chunky. Transfer spread to bowl. (Feta-pine nut spread can be made 3 days ahead. Cover and refrigerate.)

Mexican Chocolate Brownies

• 3/4 stick (6 tablespoons) unsalted butter, cut into pieces
• 3 ounces fine-quality bittersweet chocolate (not unsweetened), chopped
• 2 ounces unsweetened chocolate, chopped
• 1 cup sugar
• 1/2 cup whole blanched almonds, toasted until golden and cooled
• 2 large eggs
• 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
• 1/2 teaspoon salt
• 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon

Preheat oven to 350°F. and butter and flour a 9-inch square baking pan, knocking out excess flour.In a heavy 1 1/2-quart saucepan melt butter and chocolate over low heat, stirring, until smooth and remove pan from heat. Cool chocolate mixture 10 minutes.In a food processor process sugar and almonds until ground fine. Stir almond mixture into chocolate mixture and add eggs, 1 at a time, beating well with a wooden spoon until mixture is glossy and smooth. Stir in flour, salt, and cinnamon until just combined. Spread batter evenly in pan and bake in middle of oven 25 to 30 minutes, or until a tester comes out with crumbs adhering to it. Cool brownies completely in pan on a rack before cutting into 16 squares. Brownies keep, layered between sheets of wax paper in an airtight container at cool room temperature, 5 days.

How is it that two people can generate so much laundry? Yet, at the same time, I never have a single thing to wear?

Never fear! I have not joined the ranks of those who are quitting blogging. I have just been insanely busy this week, and apparently spectacularly dull, as well. I will return to the keyboard soon, I promise! After all, I wouldn't want to dissapoint my trio of readers. ;)

Oh yes, and for those who are concerned, Mr. Monkey is on the mend, and should be home soon!