I just pur­chased the Twi­light Sound­track off of iTunes, and while I back up my iPod (Heaven for­bid I lose a sin­gle song!) I fig­ured I’d tell you about my evening.…

Tonight I went out for some much needed retail ther­apy. My pur­pose for shop­ping was of course not for myself. I had to pur­chase a birth­day gift for one of my neigh­bors who was kind enough to invite us to their son’s birthday.

How­ever while I was out I did pick up this really cute scarf –totally preppy and adorable. I’ll take a pic­ture of myself in it at the party tomor­row and post. I also picked up Decep­tively Deli­cious. I’ve wanted to buy this book since it came out but never did because, well frankly I’m not a big fan of cook books, and would always end up pick­ing up a novel or jour­nal (I’m a big fan of jour­nals!) Tonight while brows­ing in Ross I spied it and scooped it up for the bar­gain close-out price of $7.99. When I get around to actu­ally read­ing it and fol­low­ing a recipe I’ll be sure to fill you in on how things went with Mo, for whom the book was really pur­chased. Plus, it’s an early “New Years” res­o­lu­tion of mine to be bet­ter at cook­ing reg­u­larly (mean­ing more than just three times a week). I’m not a fan of cook­ing, espe­cially if I feel like it’s a chore. I’m pretty darn good at it, and when I’m in the mood I can cre­ate delec­table dishes (mainly Cuban). Prince Charm­ing says I “com­pli­cate myself” to much; instead of just try­ing to keep it sim­ple. I fear he is absolutely correct.

Pic­ture this…

Here’s Nicolle in her lovely kitchen chop­ping away, and in her head she’s on T.V. a la Martha Stew­art or Giada De Lau­ren­tiis wear­ing some­thing absolutely divine in the per­fect shade of pink, detail­ing every­thing I’m doing (in my head). Prac­tic­ing for that one day I’m on Today show­ing the world of day­time tele­vi­sion just how to pre­pare Ropa Vieja or Arroz con Pica­dillo. While Matt Lauer (he’s kinda McDreamy) points out that I don’t look the least bit Cuban, and then I’d tell him how I was only one half Cuban, and that my mother, although Irish Amer­i­can is basi­cally an adopted Cuban. Then I’d make some sort of witty com­ment, which would land me a reg­u­lar spot cov­er­ing sto­ries on fash­ion (oh the shoes!!) or pol­i­tics.… Sigh. A girl can have a not so ran­dom pretty much repeat­ing day­dream while prepar­ing din­ner can’t she?

That would spin off to my own New York Times best­selling cook­book where I’d detail how I got my noto­ri­ously picky son (although to give him credit he has become much more open to try­ing dif­fer­ent things recently) to eat a healthy and nutri­tious diet. Seri­ously, all day­dream­ing aside I can’t help but fear that he is vit­a­min defi­cient of at least one much needed vit­a­min or min­eral. At his next phys­i­cal I’m con­sid­er­ing ask­ing his won­der­ful doc­tor to run a com­plete nutri­ent workup. The only thing hold­ing me back is the rec­ol­lec­tion of the last time he had to have his blood drawn, and him telling me he never wanted to get “another bleed” ever again. (tear, tear)

Crap, I’ve com­pletely gone and got­ten all out of focus… main point. I need to cook more, and I thought that if I tried some of the recipes in Decep­tively Deli­cious I would be killing two birds with the sin­gle prover­bial stone; one cook­ing, and two get­ting my son to eat foods that are healthy and nutri­ent rich.

Now, on to the best part of my evening… and it wasn’t the fact that Prince Charm­ing cooked dinner.

After I pur­chased the book and my new scarf (Can you tell I’m totally smit­ten over it?) I moseyed on down to the Bor­ders for a Twi­light Party. It was pretty un-par­ty­ish. Basi­cally a bunch of teenagers were hangin’ out writ­ing poetry and why they love Twi­light (on a side note, had I not been in Ross buy­ing the book, look­ing at purses — I always seem to go for the most expen­sive one, that I can’t afford at the moment, and buy­ing that scarf I would have been writ­ing my Twi­light poem too.)

I got to the Twi­light shindig just in time to put my name in for free movie tick­ets (I didn’t win them). I did get to play a game though. Basi­cally you had to raise your hand the fastest and give the answer to a question.

You should know that when­ever we had these sort of “con­tests” in school if I knew the answer my hand shot up like a rocket! Need­less to say I’m pretty darn good at rais­ing my hand!

Any­way. The ques­tion was, “Who said, ‘No blood, no foul’?” Up shot my hand and my answer was right of course (Edward) and I totally scored a movie poster! Which as my hus­band put it, I beat out a bunch of teeny­bop­pers for. I smirked at him and said “Darn right I did.” That poster is soooo going to be part of my Twi­light scrapbook!

Well my iPod is backed up (use a DVR disc to back up your iPod they hold more info) and now I’ve got to get on to lis­ten­ing to the soundtrack.

Cheers!!

P.S. If you’re still read­ing, Thank you. I really do appre­ci­ate you tak­ing the time to read my blog. I promise to try and be more con­cise! Now, go leave a com­ment! How else am I to know you were here?

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