Anyway, here’s a quick update. I’ll be back soon with something more.
Reading: I’m about to start The Unbearable Lightness of Being for the first time ever, which is a book I feel like I should have read long ago. (Isn’t that the plight of the English major, though—feeling perpetually under-read?). What makes this particularly awesome is that I got my copy at the best bookstore in the entire world: Chamblin’s Book Mine in Jacksonville. You could spend an entire afternoon going through the stacks and stacks and stacks and stacks of books. An amazing place, and somehow the fact that my copy of Kundera’s novel is from there makes it even more special.
Thinking: About my upcoming birthday. I turn 29 years old next Tuesday and it’s a little weird. I’m not freaking out about my actual age or anything, but 29 kind of sounds fake, doesn’t it? It’s the age that people tend to say they are, even if they’re joking and even if they’re actually 35. I’m sure I have more thoughts about this, and I’m sure that they’ll come out sometime very soon, but for now: 29. Hmm.
Eating: Confession: When I wrote this post, I actually typed it with greasy grilled-cheese fingers. I discovered Ruth Reichl’s “How to Make a Better…” series on Gilt Taste a few months ago, and her grilled cheese tips have stuck with me for awhile. So I finally made the Reichl version of a grilled cheese sandwich last night, and it was delicious—cheesy and buttery and comforting. (You should use her tip to add a swipe of mayonnaise to your bread, by the way. That is, if you’re into mayonnaise, which I totally am. Also, I’ve discovered that serving a big spinach salad alongside your grilled cheese completely alleviates Butter Guilt. That’s a real thing, you know.)
Feeling: A little shocked that it’s August already (!), but otherwise content. Totally content. It’s nice, you know?
How are you guys doing?