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Working in the fields all day

I just started a new job where I work with a lot of farmers and country folk. Everyone I've met at my new job asks me where I'm from. When I tell them that I grew up in Lincoln they shake their head, say "oh," and that pretty much ends the conversation.

I wonder if I should tell them that I want to be a farmer.

Of course, I will leave out the part where I dropped out of my voluntary organic farming class and that this week was my first time getting cut up by the sharp edges of the corn leaves while walking through the eight foot tall rows of corn, desprately trying not to lose the people I was following. Hmmm, maybe thats why they where jeans and boots instead of shorts and Chacos.

I think I'll get cowboy boots, cut my dreads, and say I grew up on a farmstead in Iowa. Yee-hah!

garam masala

Over the weekend, I went to the Lincoln Lagers homebrewers picnic with Joel. I tried lots of different styles of beer while mingling with the brewers and their wives. While the beer was great, the real payoff came when one of Joel's brewer buddies tells me that he has the recipe for mulligatawny soup from the Oven restaurant. I have always loved the Oven's mulligatawny.

The love deepens.
Ellen introduced me to the big gulp, which is a large mulligatawny soup to go. It comes in a huge styrofoam cup (bad styrofoam) and is enough to feed two once or one twice. The first step will be making or hopefully buying, garam masala.

Mmm, Mmm, good.

with a little help from your friends...

The other night, Joel and I spontaneously decided it was time to give the dogs a bath. Amami went first, she always acts like she's being unfairly tortuured, as she will not look at you or even accept a biscut.

Next, it was Porter's turn. This will be his third bath. Some people take a picture of their first kids bath, I'm sure I will too. But for now, being that I love to take pictures and am slightly obsessed with my dogs, I find most photo opportunities revolve around them. So while Joel is keeping Porter from jumping tub, I grab the camera.

What's funny, is these soapy peaks of hair sticking up in the picture were artificially created by Joel during our photo shoot. It's so refreshing to know that I'm not completely alone in my sometimes scary, photo fixation of these pups.

Is the nightcream working?

Typical Leah style, I renewed my drivers license this morning, about a month late. At lunch, I showed my friend Lindsay my new digital license and my old torn license and asked her if I had aged. She answered quickly "yes!"

Well maybe I have physically aged, but I'd also like to think that I have grown to become a more calm, wiser Leah than the Leah of 5 years ago. Maybe in 2010, I will have renewed my license plate and my drivers license before the expiration dates!