TUESDAY WIERD:
- big whack of macaroni noodles
- 1-2 cans of diced tomatoes
- handfuls of grated cheddar
- globs of bright yellow mustard.
Around my place growing up, this was a "daddy special," and we could never resist stuffing ourselves with it. Mustard macaroni... and I still get cravings, the evidence of which sits on my stove-top now. Seriously, and it gets much better on day 2. Don't even ask me why I cooked it. I cooked enough for the whole week on Sunday, but when the mustard calls...
I've picked up a head cold- so I'm tottering around here, unproductive, unfocused, and not really chipper. The dog and I watch each other. She knows intuitively that there will not be walks.
I'm also debating what on earth to do with my little life savings. I've always been an ambivalent investor- just contributing to a simple mutual-fund RRSP. But looking around now... I see gold at 27 year highs, central banks playing confidence games with the public, the US dollar ripe for a currency attack... Hmm. I wish I could think of something smarter than GICs, or more ethical than coal, but those do seem like the safe positions these days (ok, the coal thing- I wouldn't!). Those markets are headed way, way down south, methinks. Oh, and would it not be prudent to distribute cash across several banks? I need a financial advisor.
It's on the list.
