meridian

i'm currently boiling 4 dozen eggs for the seder supper at next tomorrow night. i find boiling eggs frustratingly difficult. it's hard because there's no way of knowing if the egg is cooked all the way through until you open it, and once it's open you can't cook it longer. i have this awesome little egg timer that cooks with the eggs and tells you when the eggs are ready. but i didn't use it for the first round because i didn't know if it would work with 12 eggs, i only usually do two.

have i mentioned that brendan and i've been watching the prison show 'oz'? it's super hardcore. after the first episode i wasn't sure if i could keep watching it, but i watched another one and slowly became familiar with the characters. some pretty disturbing stuff happens, but oz is apparently the most realistic prison show ever, so i find it more informative than disturbing. living in a prison town, it's helpful to understand what the culture is behind those walls. the only downside is that i dream about it quite frequently. not nightmares or anything scary, just the characters often appear in my dreams. more so than other shows. but maybe that's because i'm pregnant and my dreams are more vivid that usual. although, the vividness of my dreams is pretty normal to me by now. it's funny how we adjust to new normals. sometimes i say to brendan that i don't think i even look pregnant, and he assures me that i do. again, i've probably just grown used to my protruding tummy.

shoot, i've just discovered that the clock in my kitchen is 5 minutes slow. this shouldn't surprise me since i was growing suspicious of that. i always arrive at least 5 minutes late to work, even when i leave ontime. i hate it when that happens – when my clocks slow down. it makes me feel like i've lost 5 minutes of my life.

on the corner of main street
just tryin' to keep it in line.