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Nothing in the title is directly related to each other, in case you were wondering. I just couldn't resist the alliteration on the gallimaufry that will be this post.
Chickpeas, it turns out, turn all crunchy and nutty when they're roasted. When they're roasted in good olive oil in the company of diced potato and asparagus, they're incredible. (I foresee a helluva lot of of this in my future. Especially once I've learned how to infuse the olive oil with lemon.)
Cookery, a nicely old-fashioned word, is the general premise behind the Riversdale Kitchen Guild. I've been flirting with joining for ages, and this year I took advantage of their "meet the guild" event last weekend to go seriously sniff around them. They combine all kinds of fun stuff -- historical research, cooking, costuming, & the chance to learn something new (in this case, several recipes and open-hearth cooking.) AND if that didn't punch enough of my buttons, they're kicking around writing a cookbook for sale in the Riversdale shop.
I practically broke the sound barrier diving for the pen to sign up. Now I just wait for the response, and, it has been strongly hinted, make time to go spend all day at their Sunday events to see, be seen, and learn.
I have simply GOT to finish the $@()*! work on the house so I don't have it distracting me from all the fun stuff.
And finally, Cognitive Behavioral Therapy. That's the therapy that I took and I cannot sing its praises highly enough. It's goal-based, and works on the premise of finding the thoughts that are blocking you, assigning them to one or more blocking statements, and writing out a saner approach to the situation. (There is, unsurprisingly, an app for that.)
Not only did it do the job (which was lead me to the breakthrough that I'm no more broken than anyone else out there), I recently realized how deeply the approach sank in and how effective it is in other situations. I have both impulse and hoarding issues, and the last few times my thoughts started galloping off with "you need x! Lots and lots of X! And you can't use Y because You Need It For Something Else Later."
And unbidden - this is nothing the therapist ever taught me - I took a deep breath and told myself "you're fetishizing x. You have enough x. What are the outcomes if you don't get more? What options do you have if you want more of it? You're fetishizing Y. Will you need it later? Will you be able to make more/clean it before you want it again?"
Ever since I started doing that, sometimes just saying out loud "You're fetishizing" is enough to snap me out of the accelerating emotions and think clearly.
Pretty proud of that.
Chickpeas, it turns out, turn all crunchy and nutty when they're roasted. When they're roasted in good olive oil in the company of diced potato and asparagus, they're incredible. (I foresee a helluva lot of of this in my future. Especially once I've learned how to infuse the olive oil with lemon.)
Cookery, a nicely old-fashioned word, is the general premise behind the Riversdale Kitchen Guild. I've been flirting with joining for ages, and this year I took advantage of their "meet the guild" event last weekend to go seriously sniff around them. They combine all kinds of fun stuff -- historical research, cooking, costuming, & the chance to learn something new (in this case, several recipes and open-hearth cooking.) AND if that didn't punch enough of my buttons, they're kicking around writing a cookbook for sale in the Riversdale shop.
I practically broke the sound barrier diving for the pen to sign up. Now I just wait for the response, and, it has been strongly hinted, make time to go spend all day at their Sunday events to see, be seen, and learn.
I have simply GOT to finish the $@()*! work on the house so I don't have it distracting me from all the fun stuff.
And finally, Cognitive Behavioral Therapy. That's the therapy that I took and I cannot sing its praises highly enough. It's goal-based, and works on the premise of finding the thoughts that are blocking you, assigning them to one or more blocking statements, and writing out a saner approach to the situation. (There is, unsurprisingly, an app for that.)
Not only did it do the job (which was lead me to the breakthrough that I'm no more broken than anyone else out there), I recently realized how deeply the approach sank in and how effective it is in other situations. I have both impulse and hoarding issues, and the last few times my thoughts started galloping off with "you need x! Lots and lots of X! And you can't use Y because You Need It For Something Else Later."
And unbidden - this is nothing the therapist ever taught me - I took a deep breath and told myself "you're fetishizing x. You have enough x. What are the outcomes if you don't get more? What options do you have if you want more of it? You're fetishizing Y. Will you need it later? Will you be able to make more/clean it before you want it again?"
Ever since I started doing that, sometimes just saying out loud "You're fetishizing" is enough to snap me out of the accelerating emotions and think clearly.
Pretty proud of that.
