Spaghetti Carbonara

Quick and easy and good. I heard the editor of Gourmet describe it as "bacon and eggs, Italian style" in an interview last week.

Spaghetti
1 or 2 eggs, depending on amount of pasta
1 or 2 strips of bacon per person (I use turkey bacon)
Parmesan cheese
If you have it:
parsley, red pepper flakes, garlic glove

Boil water and add pasta. While it's boiling, fry the bacon (not very crisp), with the garlic clove to add a little flavor. Cut it up in thin strips. Whisk eggs up. When the pasta's done, drain it and quickly add the eggs; they'll cook on the hot noodles. Add bacon, cheese, and spices.

Blue Suede Baby Shoes

They are supposed to be his holiday shoes, but his feet are getting really big really fast. Happy week after Columbus Day? I mean, that's a holiday, so they're still holiday shoes.

Little lace up boots on chubby legs: irresistible.

Also, my very cool friend and high school classmate Alison Gregory is in a contest for a walk-on part in Mad Men. Watch her interpretation of Joan Holloway and vote for her here. Doesn't she have a great haircut?? I don't know why she hates supermarket checkout girls so much. H.E.B. must not have treated her nicely.

So, today Luke had to work but I didn't (because it was a childcare holiday). I played with Scotty all day, didn't make dinner so instead bought Taco Bell, and fed half of Luke's burrito to the baby because he finally got an appetite. I told Luke he should give me a demerit. (I give myself demerits for bad 1950s housewife behavior, like if I leave the clothes in the community washer too long.) He gave me his beer instead.

Yay! Being married is fun!

Hi!

Hi, I'm Jenn. I used to blog here, but for the past umpteen days I have not. Instead, I've been:

• Baking multiple batches of soft pretzels and trying with little to moderate success not to eat all of them before Luke gets home
• Making layered jello, which is pretty but, like, insanely time consuming and really only worth it for a Rainbow Brite party or Pride parade
• Doing much planning and very little training for the 5 mile, 8 am Turkey Trot in Golden Gate Park that Karen, Scott, and I are running(/strollering) on Thanksgiving morning
• WASHING CLOTHES which is unusual for me. It's a chore I tend to avoid, even though I like it.
• Laughing at Scott as he continues to turn small objects into "cell phones"

And now, to fold clean laundry! Whipee!

26 is the new 80

I spent 25 years in great health. Now, though, I am rapidly deteriorating. This last month, I have:

• had a doc ultrasound my abdomen to check for cysts he thought he felt
• had another doc take a biopsy for suspected skin cancer, which turned out to just be weird skin
• bumped my pinkie finger and had it swell up so much I can't straighten it, make a fist, wear my wedding band on the finger next to it, or disguise the black and blue on my palm
• had 2 cavities filled and am HAVING A TOOTH PULLED at 2 pm because my bone has grown into the tooth and is filling it up

THANK YOU LUKE AND MOZILLA for your excellent, excellent health insurance.

And thank you God that none of these are actual big issues. (c:

Little boy

Do I look more like a Beatle or that guy who leads David Letterman's orchestra?

This weekend we went out for SEAFOOD! YAY seafood! I've lived mere miles from the Pacific for months and this is my first time to have fresh fish in California. What is wrong with me? Anyway, we got a little nervous when we saw a white tablecloth and realized that this was a take-your-time kinda restaurant, and who knows how long a one-year-old can sit calmly in a high chair?

Turns out, plenty long. Scott sat there adorably, staring out the windows at the ocean, playing with his sunglasses, and eating fish and veggies. What a stud.

And he likes to talk on the "phone", too. Watch out, one-year-old girls: this guy is irresistible.

When we say "Hello?", he puts the cell phone/computer mouse/box of Altoids to his ear! So cute.

Too far

2,389 miles,
13 hours by plane, and
Too many dollars away.