I've got no money, that's a given. I've been tweaking out about my account balance and paying rent and putting food on the table recently. That being said, I obviously cannot afford to buy new clothing or anything frivolous. It's been killing me!
Since last summer I lost some weight (Huzzah!) which means that some of my clothing is too big. I experimented with a pair baggy, saggy-butt khakis the other week with some success. Now, I was absolutely terrified. Here I had a perfectly good pair of pants that I paid good money for (they were from the Loft!) that I was about to tailor myself. I'm not incredibly confident in my sewing skills. I have a sewing machine, yes, but I haven't used it to great lengths. Just a few things here and there. However, I NEVER wear these pants. I was wasting money just keeping them in my closet. My options were to either take them in myself (can't afford a tailor) or give them away. I took the plunge and now have a pair of slimfit pants that are teacher appropriate.
I was feeling brave last weekend, so I took to my sewing machine again. This time, I attacked my jeans. I managed to take in both pairs of my super saggy jeans. I was a bit saddened when I wore one pair today and still had a saggy butt. I'm optimistic, though. I think a wash will shrink them back up to suit my behind.
This has inspired me to launch a campaign on the rest of my closet. That and buy some more thread and needles for my sewing machine. (I broke two on the jeans.)
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
When there's nothing else...
At the moment, there is a jar of grape jelly, one carrot, a few leaves of spinach, and a block of cheese in my fridge. The cupboard and freezer don't fare much better. However, there remained half a box of pasta. With this, I made dinner.
Pasta
Broccoli (on the stove with some olive oil, salt, pepper, and garlic)
combine and drizzle some oil over it all
top with grated cheese
Easiest thing in the world. Especially fantastic when you can't afford to buy more food because rent is due in a few days. I've been eating like this a lot lately. You should distance the words "eating" and "a lot" as much as possible in your head, though. Our pantry has been looking pretty sad lately.
My last ditch effort was some home made soup on Friday. At first, it was incredibly bland and the beans weren't cooked enough and there just wasn't much in it. Then, I added some chopped apple and let it cook some more. The result, while not the best soup I've ever tasted, was thoroughly edible and mildly enjoyable. It was sustenance, and sustenance was more than enough for me. Unfortunately, this morning Ashley and I witnessed the death of our soup. If only I had put it in the fridge last night I could have enjoyed a bowl for dinner. Alas, we left it out too long and this morning it had developed a suspicious tanginess. I suppose know we know, but I can't get over the waste. I can't afford to make another soup. I can't afford another box of cereal either. I'm praying my financial aid goes through within the next week or so. If it doesn't, I don't know what I'll do.
Pasta
Broccoli (on the stove with some olive oil, salt, pepper, and garlic)
combine and drizzle some oil over it all
top with grated cheese
Easiest thing in the world. Especially fantastic when you can't afford to buy more food because rent is due in a few days. I've been eating like this a lot lately. You should distance the words "eating" and "a lot" as much as possible in your head, though. Our pantry has been looking pretty sad lately.
My last ditch effort was some home made soup on Friday. At first, it was incredibly bland and the beans weren't cooked enough and there just wasn't much in it. Then, I added some chopped apple and let it cook some more. The result, while not the best soup I've ever tasted, was thoroughly edible and mildly enjoyable. It was sustenance, and sustenance was more than enough for me. Unfortunately, this morning Ashley and I witnessed the death of our soup. If only I had put it in the fridge last night I could have enjoyed a bowl for dinner. Alas, we left it out too long and this morning it had developed a suspicious tanginess. I suppose know we know, but I can't get over the waste. I can't afford to make another soup. I can't afford another box of cereal either. I'm praying my financial aid goes through within the next week or so. If it doesn't, I don't know what I'll do.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Eggplant revisited
Cube one eggplant
1/4 to 1/2 cup diced onion
mince 2 cloves of garlic
combine garlic and onion in a frying pan with a splash of olive oil and salt, pepper, and garlic powder
cook until onions begin to brown
add eggplant
cook until eggplant is soft
MEANWHILE:
boil pasta!
Combine pasta and eggplant and grate some romano cheese over the top. Yum!
1/4 to 1/2 cup diced onion
mince 2 cloves of garlic
combine garlic and onion in a frying pan with a splash of olive oil and salt, pepper, and garlic powder
cook until onions begin to brown
add eggplant
cook until eggplant is soft
MEANWHILE:
boil pasta!
Combine pasta and eggplant and grate some romano cheese over the top. Yum!
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Still 84...
I can't believe I almost forgot!
Friday I went in for an arthrogram of my hip! After a long and chilly bus ride, I arrived in Boston just before 6am. Andy came and picked me up (bless his tardy soul), and we went back to my house and napped until about 930am.
Here's where the fun begins. I called the doctor's office Thursday to verify the details of my appointment. To my surprise, the receptionist told me my x-ray was scheduled for 10am. I knew my appointment was at 10am, but I'd already gotten an x-ray. What gives? I told the rather cranky lady that I already had an x-ray so she told me that I didn't need to be in until 11 for my MRI. Ok, sweet, that's how I was able to nap.
Get back into Boston for my appointment and check in at 1030 only to be told that my appointment was at 10 in x-ray. "But I've already had an x-ray." I was confused. Apparently, an arthrogram is sort of an x-ray. At least, it involves an x-ray. I had no idea. No one ever told me that. This lady, however, was very nice. She told me that was fine and they could take me anyway. What a relief! The lady next to her, however, gave me dirty looks. Whatever. How was I to know?
When we finally find radiology (with the help of a contractor working in the building), I sign in, they hand me some forms, and I wait. It was only about ten minutes until the nurse called my name. Now, at this point I'm a bit nervous, but I'm holding it together quite well.
After I change, they bring into the room; I sit on the paper covered table. Nothing strange yet. Another form, this one stating that I understand the risk. You know: infection, disease, loss of limb, death, the usual. After some chit chat with the nurse and the doctor, the needles come out. It's game time.
Starts with some Novocain. Just one shot and it worked surprisingly quickly and didn't hurt too much. The doctor told me that it should feel like pressure, not sharp pain. Sounds like fun, right? Wasn't so bad but it was so cool to watch!
So, I'm lying down on my table and up on my right is the x-ray done in real time. This means I can watch as they shove a needle into my hip joint. I mean, yeah, I can feel it, but it doesn't hurt exactly. I just feels weird. The best part was watching the ink fill the joint.
Friday I went in for an arthrogram of my hip! After a long and chilly bus ride, I arrived in Boston just before 6am. Andy came and picked me up (bless his tardy soul), and we went back to my house and napped until about 930am.
Here's where the fun begins. I called the doctor's office Thursday to verify the details of my appointment. To my surprise, the receptionist told me my x-ray was scheduled for 10am. I knew my appointment was at 10am, but I'd already gotten an x-ray. What gives? I told the rather cranky lady that I already had an x-ray so she told me that I didn't need to be in until 11 for my MRI. Ok, sweet, that's how I was able to nap.
Get back into Boston for my appointment and check in at 1030 only to be told that my appointment was at 10 in x-ray. "But I've already had an x-ray." I was confused. Apparently, an arthrogram is sort of an x-ray. At least, it involves an x-ray. I had no idea. No one ever told me that. This lady, however, was very nice. She told me that was fine and they could take me anyway. What a relief! The lady next to her, however, gave me dirty looks. Whatever. How was I to know?
When we finally find radiology (with the help of a contractor working in the building), I sign in, they hand me some forms, and I wait. It was only about ten minutes until the nurse called my name. Now, at this point I'm a bit nervous, but I'm holding it together quite well.
After I change, they bring into the room; I sit on the paper covered table. Nothing strange yet. Another form, this one stating that I understand the risk. You know: infection, disease, loss of limb, death, the usual. After some chit chat with the nurse and the doctor, the needles come out. It's game time.
Starts with some Novocain. Just one shot and it worked surprisingly quickly and didn't hurt too much. The doctor told me that it should feel like pressure, not sharp pain. Sounds like fun, right? Wasn't so bad but it was so cool to watch!
So, I'm lying down on my table and up on my right is the x-ray done in real time. This means I can watch as they shove a needle into my hip joint. I mean, yeah, I can feel it, but it doesn't hurt exactly. I just feels weird. The best part was watching the ink fill the joint.
I post now at the request of my boyfriend:
Thickly slice one large tomato.
Spray frying pan with cooking spray or lightly coat with olive oil.
Fry tomatoes in pan with salt, pepper, and garlic.
Chop onion and garlic.
Fry in pan with some more salt, pepper, garlic (powder), and olive oil.
Once the onions begin to brown add in fresh spinach.
Remove from heat and set over your tomatoes when spinach has cooked down.
Scramble some eggs and put that on top.
Dinner.
I did this the other night, and it was delicious. I had some left over sauce with italian sausages in it, so I cut one up and threw it in the frying pan with just a little bit of sauce and threw that over the spinach. Feel free to experiment with your own leftovers. Enjoy.
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