There are times when my yeast-free diet bugs me (to put it lightly), but then there are other times, like right now, when my taste buds are happy. Johnny grilled an impressive amount of chicken (and other meats) before he left for the week - it makes for easy dining. Today, I took one of those chicken breasts out of the fridge, cut it up, and placed it on a large bed of organic greens & chopped green bell pepper. I doused the salad with olive oil and man, what a meal. I really love olive oil. And bell peppers. And hummus. Walnuts. Black olives. Salmon. Prosciutto. Natural hot dogs. Brown mustard. Garlic. Cherry (or grape) tomatoes. Asparagus. Refried black beans. Taro chips. Sugar snap peas. Brown eggs. Rooibos tea. Coconut cream (and c. milk). See? I'm not always deprived.
That's a completely random opening for you.... What I really want to blog about is sock monkeys. I don't know what it is with me and sock monkeys, but they make me very happy (I'm even wearing my sock monkey slippers right now). Yesterday, I forgot to mention that after my Wednesday errands, I stopped by the Hobby Lobby near our house. My intention was to find a small summer-y rubber stamp for snail mail correspondence. Such images are always hit or miss; I'm kinda picky about rubber stamps. And alas, Hobby Lobby's selection sucked.
That's OK. Look at this sock monkey hand carved rubber stamp I found in the Etsy shop, Craft Pudding:
Yes ma'am (or sir), I ordered one in a flash, except my monkey will sport buttons instead of a heart. If you're expecting a thank you note or letter from me (and many of you are), you can expect to see that little guy on your letter, card, or envelope. Now I just need to revisit Hobby Lobby for brick red or brown ink. Or navy blue (I only have black and green).
In other unrelated news, All the Real Girls was a good film, too. It moved a tad slow here and there, but overall I found it funny, beautiful, and poetic. Paul Schneider gave a hilarious and sweet performance. A younger Zooey did a great job as well, of course. So did Patricia Clarkson - love her, and she is gorgeous. Set in small town North Carolina, certain visual details reminded me of Flannery O'Connor's writing; always a plus. Babette's Feast is up tonight which I hear I'm bound to love. I've decided a stack of good movies is essential when Johnny is drumming out-of-town.
Oh - I don't know if you noticed, but all the sudden my paragraphs are very scrunched up here. It was not my doing; you can thank Blogger for that. Johnny is studying the HTML code and we hope to fix it, but I can't make any promises. I hope it won't keep you from reading?