Still here

Hello World.  Yes, I am alive and survived my last day of first semester classes, a Christmas Extravaganza Party, my final photography portfolio critique, a snow storm that left us with 16 additional inches of snow, and the -20 degree weather.  My car, however, did not survive these events and is getting fixed.  I have come to realize how different life is without having a car to drive at my finger tips.  Simple things like running to the co op to buy ingredients for dinner or going to a coffee shop to do homework take more time and thought to coordinate. I was forced to put my bike away for the season on Saturday, due to the amount of snow on the ground.  I was trying to make it through the entire semester, but my last day of riding was Friday, December 10th.  Hopefully my Diamondback has a great winter rest.  Not having a car and not being able to bike have caused me to think quite a bit about the possibility of moving to a climate in which I could bike or walk outside comfortably year-round.  I am not talking a Florida type of climate, just somewhere in which the low temperatures are still in the 40's or 50's, rather than below zero.

I am going to write about one of my favorite weekend breakfast items: the omlette. I eat the same thing each day during the week, however, the weekend provides more time to indulge in something other than my Monday-Friday oatmeal with peanut butter and honey.  I have to give credit where credit is due and everything that I have learned about the omlette, I learned from my father.  Weekend mornings often consisted of me waking up around 10 o'clock to the smell of my dad whipping up a mouth watering brunch upstairs in the kitchen.  He frequently made crepes, pancakes, or my personal favorite: omlettes.  3/4 of the year, I  had Saturday morning swim practice and the thought of arriving home to a phenomenal breakfast is what kept me going through those 7,000+ workouts.  Last weekend I woke up craving an omlette (if you were wondering...yes, I do wake up with food on my mind quite often) and made my best version yet. I think my dad would be proud.
First I sauteed red and green pepper, white and red onion, mushrooms, tomatoes, bacon, and wilted spinach.  I add a bit of milk to my eggs (Phil's cage free, organic eggs of course) before beating them and putting them in the pan.  I added fresh mozzarella cheese and the sauteed veggies and bacon.  A piece of whole wheat toast must accompany my omlette at all times, I actually cannot eat eggs without some type of toast. Okay, I probably could, but I won't.  One of my best friends was visiting for the weekend and I think he would vouch for me and say that Sunday's breakfast was delicious.