[Y]ou don’t get healthy self-esteem from constantly telling yourself how great you are, or even from other people telling you how great you are. You get healthy self-esteem from behaving in ways that you yourself find estimable.
For instance, you feel better about yourself when you keep a difficult resolution, meet a challenge, solve a problem, learn a skill, or cross something unpleasant off your to-do list. And one of the best ways to feel better about yourself is to help someone else. Do good, feel good.
I had a friend who went through a period of tremendous rejection: she was fired from her job, she didn’t get into the graduate program to which she’d applied, and her boyfriend broke up with her. Everything worked out fine, and I asked her how she got through such a tough time. She said, “I was practically addicted to doing good deeds for other people. It was the only way I could make myself feel like I wasn’t a total loser.”
Stay in the present moment
Certainly, life brings real and inevitable sorrow. But when I ask myself, am I okay today, I find I usually am. It’s tomorrow I’m unhappy about. Or something that happened yesterday. I don’t know why it’s so hard for us to stay in the present moment, when it’s often such a good place to be.
Mysteries of Vernacular
Project 366 – Week 9
57/366
click-clunk between songs.
someone is listening to
a mixtape. flashback.
58/366
freedom to read week
annoy a conservative
go read a banned book
59/366
snowfall warning at
night—will it be a snow day
tomorrow? crap shoot.
60/366
giant fluffy flakes
snow on Burnaby mountain
a leap day surprise
61/366
putting the final
touches on the March issue
of Toasted Cheese. woo!
62/366
it’s pouring down rain
echoes of backhoe digging
against heavy sky
63/366
approaching the end
of a long-term project is
always bittersweet
March issue of Toasted Cheese
The March 2012 issue of Toasted Cheese (TC 12:1) is here!
Scooped Again
A few days ago I saw an ad for chocolate cream cheese. Damn. Another missed opportunity to get rich.
You see, I’ve always had the habit of snacking on chocolate chips when I don’t have any other dessert items around (doesn’t everyone?). Sometimes, I’d take a spoonful of peanut butter and a spoonful of chocolate chips, stick it the microwave for a few seconds, swirl it together, and voila! poor man’s peanut butter cup. (Actually better than the real thing if you find the real ones too sweet.)
A while back, I didn’t have any peanut butter, but I did have cream cheese. Hmm, I thought, chocolate and cream cheese = chocolate cheesecake. So into the microwave with slice of cream cheese and spoonful of chocolate chips, swirl it together, and yes, poor man’s chocolate cheesecake. That you can eat with a spoon.
So yeah. Someone really needs to hire me to be an ideas person.
Typewriter Man
Tom Furrier blogs at Life in a Typewriter Shop. He types/scans his posts, often using whatever typewriter he happens to be repairing to compose his posts. Everything old is new again 🙂
Project 366 – Week 8
50/366
lying on the grass
at Queen Elizabeth Park
a dead black squirrel
51/366
who is voting for
Rick Santorum? he is a
genuine nutbar.
52/366
one more thing to do
or is that two? just want to
go to bed right now
53/366
my first memory
eating licorice all-sorts
in a backyard fort
54/366
the old house across
the street was torn down today.
gentrification.
55/366
why is it snowing?
doesn’t the weather know that
it’s flower count time?
56/366
the wind, the wind it
blows and blows, shaking, rattling
rolling over me
Margherita Pizza
Toppings: diced tomatoes, fresh basil, mozzarella
Crust Recipe (note: I don’t have a baking stone, so if you do, ymmv. Also, I knead by hand. I am old school.)
In which I make quiche
So last Sunday (not yesterday, a week ago) I decided to make a quiche. Weirdly, I’d never made one before. I remember in the ’80s, they were a trendy thing for a while, a fancy-pants food item that people would make for potlucks and such. They were the kind of thing you’d sneak a piece of off the buffet table while the grown-ups were in the living room guffawing at something. I thought they were delicious. And then they fell out of favor. Kind of like the spinach dip in a loaf of round bread (delicious & clever!) that always appeared on those same buffet tables. Partly, of course, because they are neither low-fat nor low-carb, but also, I think because the foods we thought were oh, so sophisticated back in the day now seem kind of quaint.
Anyway, quiche is basically an egg pie or a frittata with a crust. I didn’t really use a recipe, but I consulted Simply Recipes for baking times and temperatures. The basic strategy is to pre-bake the pie crust, fill it with whatever you’re putting in it, pour the beaten eggs over top, and bake. Easy!





