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On Wednesday I drove home and was generally too worn to do much of anything serious. I took a long nap, ate dinner at Luby's and watched some Deadwood Season One as well as Project Runway. (Okay, I don't understand why Kors & Garcia were so weirded out by the use of human hair extensions in March's collection. Um, hello, fur and leather?) I am somewhat disappointed by Rami's win. I was hoping the Golden Boy wouldn't run off with it after being such a one note pony all season. I would totally rather wear Chris March's clothing and I bet of all the designers he is the one most likely to make his stuff in a size to fit me. Meh.

Mike's grandfather Fred and his wife Emily gave us a very generous wedding present, so we went shopping this afternoon. I now have *two* Calphalon omelet pans, a copper star shaped cookie cutter, three different jelly roll/sheet pans, an 8 inch square pan, a set of new mixing bowls with pouring lips, two vegetable knives, some giant towels, a towel rack to hang on the back of the door, a shower caddy, a mirror, a new bed pillow, a body pillow & microsuede cover, a lint brush, some other little things and a couple candy bars. I need to write my thank you note soon.

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It is comforting to know my knife skills aren't really so bad, but somewhat a product of dull or incorrect weapons. My onions were not beautifully diced but they were better than usual. I tried to remember all the things I've heard Anthony Bourdain and Tyler say about chopping things. My hour in the kitchen this morning has yielded an enormous bowl of chopped vegetables for a gazpacho of epic deliciousness. (Though I forgot radishes, alas)