I've been staying at my parents' house for the past few days. It feels good to escape out of Tacoma for a few days and head home to where things are simpler. Mom and I went out and hit up a couple grocery stores and I finally went to the gluten-free DaVinci Bakery for the first time. I picked up a loaf of their cinnamon bread and it's delicious.

Going there gave me the courage to finally break down and buy the xanthum gum to try my own hand at gluten free baking. It was expensive, but probably worth it. And every day, the weird itching desire in me to leave teaching and bake for people all the time gets stronger and stronger. I know that I'm not going to be a teacher forever. Unless something amazing happens, I won't be there forever. And I'm okay with that. I have a fidgety soul.

But I can tell you what will always be the same about me. Yoga. Cooking. Caprese salads. Goat cheese and pasta. Mussels in garlic and white wine.

I am finally cooking for Kira tomorrow. I'm so excited to have that girl around for dinner. She's interested in a lot of the same things I am: food, yoga, art. I like having people around me that remind me of the better parts of myself, like Kira...

I'll post some pictures from dinner tomorrow, I'm sure.