Sunday, September 18, 2011

Queen of the World

This is my obligatory Titanic "Queen of the world" pose on the houseboat on Lake Powell.  Ten days of vacation - including weekends, did my soul good!  I didn't have a hope of connecting to a cell or data connection if I wanted to for seven of those days, which at first induced severe panic, knowing that there really is no one at work who can do what I do, and understanding that I'm already behind on PhD work - all 3 classes of them - this semester.  But it turns out, a bloody mary at 7 a.m. will melt the panic away.  And I'm sure that tomorrow morning without a bloody mary or Bailey's in my coffee will jolt me back to reality faster than a lightening bolt to the lake. 

I had to take a 2 hour trek to Wal-Mart, a place I abhor and avoid like I do any other disease, and realized how little food is in our food today (and the politics of Wal-Mart and the dismissal of the class-action law suit about sexual harassment make me adverse to patronize any sort of place bad for women).  I tried to do my best to get produce and meat, but I had an uneasy week, even cooking the food, because I knew it was so bad for us.  My digestive tract was not happy with me, let's leave it at that.  My dear husband, who is used to my cooking with organic and hormone/antibiotic-free food, agreed that he wasn't feeling as great either.  But we survived, several fifths of SKYY, a few cases of beer, and some bloody marys along the way.  I didn't preach my food politics, but be certain that I knelt before the Whole Foods deity at Park City on our way home.  Found tomatoes and cucumbers and basil grown in my own back yard, well, maybe 120 miles from me in Wyoming, a much harsher climate than my locale.  I think this week is our last farmer's market in town, not that I really have time to can more tomatoes, but I will make the time.  It's worth it.  I've spent a lot on food this summer, but it will last me most of winter.  That's a long time to avoid our local grocery store, full of food that isn't really food. 

I am so far behind in my PhD classes, I am hoping only for B's this semester.  Three classes is too many, especially when two of the professors are wholly unresponsive to me.  But, I'll get through it.  Just like I do everything else.  I am my own queen of the world! 

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