Procreate in 2008 and other Uses for "The Secret"

The secret to good French Onion Soup is patience… well patience, a good merlot and really expensive cheese. New Year’s Eve we had all three (seriously, we made this!!!).

Of course, the patience was not supplied by moi – I am so lacking in that area that it’s disgusting. But Danny’s buddy Quentin and his wife made the trek to Sun Valley for a New Year’s getaway fete.

It was amazing, the onions were caramelized…. The merlot was this adorable boxed wine variety we got called “French Rabbit” that was perfect for cooking… the focaccia bread we bought a few days prior and never consumed had nearly hardened, so needless to say it was perfect to place on top before we let the gruyere (fancy cheese) melt into a pristine state of perfection.

Danny had about four bites before declaring it too rich (the “caramelizing” also takes about 4 TBSP of pure butter for 4 servings).

So why do I share this story of soup de jour?

Well, I’m cooking French onion soup right now (it’s already failed miserably from New Years Eve’s creation . . .. no patience for the caramelizing..)

But I was trying to cook from our house. Prior to this evening, I’d only had saltines, a handful of wheat thins and some OJ.

I told Danny I didn’t want to “DIET” in 2008. The word is sworn off from my vocabulary… but I did think it might be a good idea to start making healthier choices. Like what would I eat if I were carrying a child, or nursing, or if I had an infant to feed?

AGAIN, WE ARE NOT PREGO…

But eventually we’ll get off the birth control (both forms we’ve currently invoked) and have to start thinking about the pitter-patter of little feet.

Like I said, procreate in 2008.

So I find it a little ironic that I want to start eating healthier, so I’ve had no meat, chicken, or pork for two days… I’m abstaining from fried foods, and I’m trying to limit my intake of sugar. (Although, I did have a vegan brownie last night with soy delicious “ice cream” and organic sugar from Sage’s Café)… but like I was saying, I want to start eating healthier so I start cooking with merlot. Our house smells divine. ;)

Here’s something else that’s ironic… Danny got me this fabulous COACH bag for Christmas. It’s the new “patchwork” design and I’ve been coveting the design since the violet and cow print was introduced almost 2 years ago… I never got one, until now.

For the cost of my handbag, we could have more than half a month’s rent… or I could feed a child in Africa for a year… that is so not yogi-like of me. I better start praying to Vishnu or something.

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Part II: More on the Secret

So I have this friend and she is going to REDEFINE the ballsiest thing ever done with the secret... she is getting married on August 8th.

Screw getting rich, loosing weight, falling in love (although, I anticipate and hope the "love" portion would be part of it) ... she has picked a date for her nuptials.

The catch? She is not currently partnered with anyone. She's dating around and just trusting that love will find a way to her by the end of summer.

I love it!

She even called the SLC Temple and reserved the date... and I guess when they asked her the information on the groom, she said she'd have to call back because she was driving in her car. Just "save the date" you know?

Knock and ye shall receive.

In an effort to help the universe support her efforts, I ask that none of you read this and think "yeah right" ... but join me on beautiful side of "belief in miracles" and trust that I will be posting more on her love life soon.

It reminds me of my new year's resolution before I met Danny. "I'm going to the temple." I didn't know how, or why, but I had committed to going to the temple in 2006 and said that whatever the reason I would be ready ... and viola! Danny found me.

In fact, it took Danny and I less than 3 months to pick a date... and BYU co-eds I've know much less than that.

She's got the faith of a mustard seed, I'm just excited to see what the universe has to deliver.