I’ve been meaning to tell you

So much happened last week that I wanted to tell you about but I was afraid if I stepped into blogland long enough to spill I’d get swept up in the great whirlpool that is the internet and not finish my studying for the night. So here’s a recap.

First and most importantly, Saturday afternoon I had the chance to meet Kimberly! She is the first person from blogland that I’ve met in real life. And she was wonderful. We talked and talked, and it felt like chatting with an old friend. She was so sweet and kind and thoughtful and willing to share her life with me. We bonded over ice cream coffee drinks and what it’s really like to live in central Illinois. And then she took this beautiful picture of us, in which I don’t look (a) like a chipmunk or (b) like I have bulb of garlic for a nose. She is not a professional photographer and designer for nothing. Kimberly, it was so great to meet you! I had such a wonderful time.

Then, my toe fell off. Well, not my toe exactly, but my toe nail. It was after a particularly hard day on the unit and I think my shoes are a bit narrow and my pinky nail started ripping off, just a little, while I was at work. Then later, as I was examining my nail (because I can’t just leave well enough alone) it flipped right off! I was not at all an accessory to the ripping off of my toenail or the subsequent supergluing I attempted when a little piece of it just. Wouldn’t. Come. Off. But then the supergluing didn’t work so I filed it down instead. Now I have this mini-toenail. One-eighth the size of the original.

The point is, I don’t think I need my little toe anymore. My toenail is just the beginning. Survival of the fittest an all that. People that are on their feet all day probably balance just fine on four toes. We just haven’t realized it yet. That’s right—evolution needs to catch up with ME.

For now I’m just hoping that my poor toenail will grow back, and soon. And I’d totally post a picture but it truly is gross and I’m really embarrassed about it. I hope Kimberly didn’t notice.

Finally, last night Chris and I went to a party at Super Suppers. It’s this place that’s basically a big kitchen and they have all these amazing recipes and all the ingredients laid out for you so all you have to do is throw it together. Then you freeze it and whenever you want to eat it you just defrost it and cook. So we made BBQ-herbed flank steak, braised chicken breasts, chicken satay, corn and black bean salad, honey ginger chicken, and pork medallions with wine sauce. They were all supereasy and we breezed through the recipes in about an hour. It was such a fun place, and the food was so good. I totally want to go back and bring all my friends!

Here’s a picture of me making black bean salad. Don’t I look like a real chef?



I hope all of you had a good week. And I promise to keep you updated on my toe.