A Very Productive Friday

This morning I have another case of the hiccups (the third time in the last day or so). They are the deep, painful hiccups that make my whole body jump. Luckily, I have been able to control them with measured breathing, but they're a major pain in the butt. Jesse, however, likes watching me squirm. And takes photos of me while I am suffering. How lucky am I that he's chosen to document my existence in such a glamorous state. A very thoughtful husband, indeed.

Today I am finishing up my resume and cover letter (see glamour shot above) for temporary employment here in Portland. This week, after my spell of incredibly productive behavior while Jesse was out of town, I realized that I should probably channel my energy and brain power toward something a little more engaging -- and more lucrative. So I'm chop chop chopping my resume to make it appear as though I have some marketable office skills -- other than laboring over the trends of second-wave modernism in our nation's capital. Jesse was impressed at my handy work. Maybe the agency will give me points for creativity. I am struggling with the cover letter though, I'm not sure if I can bullshit my way through "Hey, I really don't want to work for you and will likely not stay very long, but I am bored. Please hire me."

After I finish my resume materials, I will skip over to the insurance agency to finally transfer our car insurance from California to Oregon. I seriously don't know why I didn't do it sooner, it was incredibly easy and painless. It is also noticeably cheaper. Oh, also, by changing the billing address on our cell phones from D.C. to Oregon, we each save $9 a month on taxes and surcharges. That's $18 a month! I really don't miss D.C. and their surcharges just for breathing.

Anyway, following my meeting with the insurance agent, I will run over to the grocery store and pick up all of the necessary ingredients for dinner tonight. We are making french onion soup (for the weekend) and a batch of Runsas for Friday Date Night. Runsas are little yeast buns that are baked with a savory filling. The traditional recipe, which we have made several times, are filled with beef, cabbage, and cheese. This time though, we're getting fancy and are going to make a vegetarian version with mushrooms, cabbage, wild rice, and spices. I'm excited to try it out and hopeful that they will be just as tasty as their beefy kin. Apparently, Runsas were popular with Russian migrant farmers because of their portability and the ability to stick to your gut. Since we will be migrating toward Santa Cruz for the Thanksgiving holiday, I think I will make another half batch of Runsas Sunday night for our trek early Monday morning.

Yikes! Is it really almost Thanksgiving already? Time certainly does fly -- even when you're unemployed.