Life's Greatest Pleasures

can come from the smallest of all things.

I've been really busy the past five months because of school, and I did not have enough time to do the many things I love to do -- like thrift shop and cook(!). Now that the semester's over, I have more than enough time in my hands to do many things, and/or do nothing (which I love doing!). :)

So, last Sunday, my sister and I went thrift shopping to our hearts' desire and I am just waiting for the clothes to dry so I can wear them. We also went out to see Eat, Pray, Love, which for me, was a beautifully crappy movie. (Julie Roberts + Javier Bardem + food + Italy = beautiful!)

And I got to cook! I am not a very good cook. In fact, in our family (which, by the way, consists of my father, my mother, a sister, a brother and a nephew), I think I am the least gifted when it comes to cooking, aside from my brother, who's just so lazy he doesn't cook unless left on his own, and my nephew, who's just seven years old and is barely tall enough to reach the oven top.

But I love cooking.. often, it's only I who eat what I cook. It's pathetic. That's why I only sometimes cook for myself. And, so, I cooked spaghetti, which is, probably my what you'll call, "comfort food." :)