sixty. one.

i like smaller font better, and it really rankles me that blogspot won't let me change the font from the previous entry to smaller. it bugs out everytime i try. this is stupid.

my house is freezing. i can hardly feel my fingers.

so i read some of a book called "in praise of slowness"
and then watched the movie called "a good year" last night [it has russell crowe in it, he inherits a vineyard in france and begins an amazing, simple life].
today i have a day at home.
i am thinking and wondering more and more of a simple lifestyle.
i wrote a paper for school on the kitchen table and how it reflects our culture in terms of what goes on it, who sits there, etc...
after researching the subject a bit, the whole paper took a really bleak turn:
a cultural reflection of the kitchen table-
the kitchen table today in 2008 reflects that families do not eat together and no on eats good, homemade meals anymore.
the end.
anyway, it was a really interesting paper [to me] and a really interesting topic, and this book, "in praise of slowness" discussed how there is a movement towards Slow Food [or good food, really].
it talked about this little place over in Europe where eating a meal can take four hours, and it has courses and different wines and the food is whipped up from scratch and made with fresh ingredients.
the book discussed the importance of slow food, that the buildup of the desire for speed in everyday life translates to how we eat food as well, and the kinds of food that we eat. how it's unnatural and unhealthy, and how spending time eating [especially eating with family/friends] is so beneficial. and how taking time to cook the food is super beneficial too.

oh, i wish that everything didn't come down to time & money.

i'm going to go and run on the treadmill to get warm. i'm slowly losing feeling in all of my limbs.