It wasn’t love at first sight. In fact, I thought you smelled precisely like vomit. “Eat it,” said my hardworking mother, cooking dinner after a twelve-hour hospital shift. “You’ll like it.”
This seemed improbable. But I was hungry and knew this was all I would be getting.
That first bite: revelation.
You shared many more nights with me after that first one — the awkward middle school years with that lapse-in-judgement perm, the high-stress high school years where getting up at five and going to bed at eleven seemed perfectly normal. But it wasn’t until college and beyond, when I was finally cooking full-time to feed myself, that I really came to appreciate your irresistible attraction and congenial simplicity.
Oh pesto, you got me through some dark, lonely nights. Your comforting carbs meant I could make a huge batch and parcel you out slowly over several nights. Your greenery and the sleekness of olive oil made me feel like I was putting good, solid things into me (rather than cheap hamburgers and spinach salads and microwave pot pies, which were my other most frequent staples). You were always warm, always willing to pair up with ravioli or tortellini or toasted French bread.
And then, when I met a marvelous man who loved to cook — oh, the stroganoff! the curry! the mashed potatoes from scratch! — you stepped aside while I nurtured this new relationship. Then, when I shyly asked you back, you came at once, sharing your bounty with both of us.
Apologies for the light blogging right now — there’s a looming deadline and the writing fingers have been tripping over themselves to meet it.
In the meantime, please enjoy a selection of geek-themed merit badges from Storied Threads on Etsy. We here at Olivia Waite knew that the best part of being a Girl Scout was not the cookie drive (so much pressure to sell! so much pressure not to eat all the Tagalongs!) but rather the accumulation of merit badges. And these badges are most excellent.
Still can’t believe they snuck the word ‘quim’ into a movie with a PG-13 rating. I just about choked on my popcorn.
Well! The vacation was lovely — even during the part where I threw up on a fish — but it took us two full days to get home again. And then! I undertook a full backup of my computer — a huge backup that erased all the other littler backups — and in the middle of this important process my hard drive up and died like Sean Bean when he’s got second billing.
For a while it looked as though I’d lost everything — photos, music, the entire contents of my documents folder, with its current manuscripts and past manuscripts and half-finished manuscripts, can you imagine — but luckily the inimitable Mr. Waite was able to salvage the documents from the half-finished backup. And now I’m writing this blog post from a brand-new, shiny computer.
But what does a writer do when her primary mode of composition is unavailable?
This writer makes jewelry.
I’m calling this the Botticelli Bangle. The pattern is the Scheherezade Bangle from Sabine Lippert‘s Beaded Fantasies, though I took liberties with the colors and bead amounts. Bonus: it continues this summer’s Grecian theme! I can wear it to the other four weddings we’re attending in the months to come!
So yes, I promise I’ll be back to blogging regularly now. But it’s nice to know I can be productive even when I’m being unproductive.