I'm nesting. (No, I'm not pregnant!) I just feel like hunkering down under the blankets to read or write. I want to cook rich homey meals like roasts and stews, or bake bread. I want the phone not to ring, and the outside world not to intrude for the next month or two.
Sadly, that's not going to happen, eh? I can however cook. Meatloaf is the order of the day. I need to actually dress and leave the house since we need groceries. I am trying to plan for the rest of the week, since we are headed north Friday---maybe I can prep some extra dishes to bring for apres ski. God knows that's one time I don't feel like cooking. LOL I am thinking braised short ribs, and maybe a pulled pork shoulder. Mmmmm... meat.
I was reading about a local art exhibit that I really would like to go see. It's called "Plastic Princess: Barbie as art" and it's at the Montserrat College of Art in Beverly, MA. You must look at the photos the link provides; some of the works are just hysterical and thought provoking, and all focus on Barbie and the impact she's had as a cultural icon. There is some heavy shit in the subtext of many of the pieces. Barbie in a gilded cage as a pet, victimized by a Hollywood casting director, and served up on a skillet to feed the hungry masses all seem to make a powerful commentary on women, image, and the perhaps the role society and marketing has played though a popular doll. But "Queen Kong"---complete with a gorilla suit clad Ken in her clutches, puts all notions of weakness to bed.