sigh. it's been one of those weeks. long, with a stretch of mundane laid out in front of me, with no end in sight. it was like days and days of mondays. don't you just loathe those? during weeks like that i just want to curl up on my red elephant spotted couch, with a book or remote in hand, and be mindless. but i fought thru it, making fresh meals every night, doing necessary grocery shopping trips, cleaning (because hello, i've a special friend visiting this weekend!) and finishing up a crochet project.
so despite this seasonal funk i'm experiencing i'm trying to have some semblance of civility towards others, be functional in daily life and you know what helps? bread. apple praline bread to be specific. it was by luck that i found it. last year while sitting in my orthodontist's office i was flipping thru Southern Living and found this recipe. not wanting to rip the page out, i snapped a pic with my cell and then promptly forgot about it, as i was fighting the good fight of straightening my grill. now that that fight is over, i'm fighting something else (there's always something else, isn't there?!) and this bread is my weapon, a blessing in disguise if you will. with the moistness from the sour cream (really, it's a must, don't skip this or use yogurt instead... just do it) and the crunchiness from the pecans (and i'm not a nut fan!) and the caramel drizzle on top? jesus wept. in joy. seriously. tucking into this for breakfast with my coffee, or 3pm snack with tea OR 8pm break with a glass wine (do not judge me) was a godsend.
this picture has kinda nothing to do with apple praline bread but just to highlight my shitastic week: i stayed late one afternoon to phone screen a candidate. she stood me up. so at 6pm i packed up to leave and noticed this view outside my office window. who knew the sun could kiss the leaves in such a manner to make me pause after railing against the injustice of asshole candidates? yeah.
yarn love crush: Little Thingies
currently reading cormac maccarthy's the road. is this book going to make me sob for hours? cus i might have to put it down, i don't think i can handle sooty grey clouds right now.
ray la montagne's Let It Be Me = swoon
have a loverly weekend.