I got to see Baby Evie (and Amy)- for the first time since the birth. She's so big (and quite gassy!) but she's very adorable (Evie, not Amy, although Amy's cute too!).
Salty-Sweet Watermelon Delight!
I made this for lunch today - so good! The saltiness of the feta contrasted nicely with the juiciness of the melon. The best part about it? I completely bungled the measurements when I scaled it down to one and it still turned out great.
Watermelon salad with feta and basil Serves 4
- 3 1/2 pounds seedless watermelon (rind removed) cut into 1-inch cubes (6 cups)
- 2 tablespoons fresh lime juice
- 1/2 cup fresh basil leaves, cut into thin strips
- coarse salt and ground pepper
- 4 ounces feta cheese, broken into large pieces (about 1 cup)
In a large bowl, combine watermelon, lime juice, and half the basil; season with salt and pepper. Toss to combine. Divide among 4 plates, scatter cheese and remaining basil on top.
Why Boys Are Stupid
They just are.
The sad thing is, I was pondering why I wasn't the breaker-upper (if you're confused, look at yesterday's posting). I think a good part of it was I genuinely liked the guy. He was interesting and fun and I enjoyed spending time with him, so I kept waffling about what to do. Since it turned out he didn't like me so much, I should have stuck with my doubts.
My friend Tina put it best: "Would you really want to be with someone who breaks up with people over the phone?" Good point. That's what bugs me the most. I know it's hard to do - and it's supposed to be hard. It just sucks that he didn't think highly enough of me to tell me face-to-face.
My next move will be the opposite of what I normally go for. (As George Costanza put it, if all my instincts are wrong, the opposite must be right.) I'm thinking a tattoed Republican or maybe someone who hates to read or, better yet, someone who actually liked the TV show Becker. Ooh ... or a tattoed Republican who hates to read and loves the TV show Becker. My dream man!