i think kevin shields is a liar.

it's the month of ex-boyfriends' birthdays. it's really weird, actually, to watch the days pass and note everyone turning an official year older. i recall saying i had generalized luck with capricorns, but in retrospect seeing as a couple of them and i don't speak anymore, perhaps this isn't as true. scott, sean, michael, brian. and i'm missing some someones in there, too.

anyway. i've been working on getting things in order around here. xmas still floods the house, but i'm in no rush. yesterday was the day of opening-the-boxes-of-small-home-appliances. a new, fancy coffeemaker that grinds its own beans. a crockpot. a food processor. i cook now, it's weird, i know. last night i baked a whole chicken, old-school-style, with potatoes and carrots and celery and onions in the roasting pan. terry and i tried to make a chop salad with the food processor, but i don't think it can do that? does anyone know? today is day one of crock potlife, the beef stew. the very first beef stew. today my laptop arrives at my door, finally. i want to make cupcakes everyday, and i might start. i dream of making my home a flowers-and-cupcakes-on-the-table-all-the-time type of home. it's possible, i just have to swallow the cost.