Definitely laughter and singing, but specifically in my car, driving with the windows down. Travel used to too before COVID ruined everything, but hopefully one day that'll be on my list again.
You know I'm an ice dip girl ;) It lights up my brain like an aura, but no seizure. After listening to the podcast, my dopamine hit is Gotham Girl!! I love it.
Isn't Carissa great??? I just found out she lives close by... I totally wanna invite her to lunch, lol... I just need five minutes off from tech bros, deadlines, and family worry???
It's weird, but making a great big chicken dinner has a deeply restorative effect. Somehow it affirms my ability to care for myself and my fam, and even though it's a ton of work I look forward to it on the weekends when I have the time. My recipe is a variation on Ina Garten's (isn't everything kind of an Ina iteration??) but without dairy or gluten. I thick-chop some carrots, celery, parsnips and onions, thrown them down in my enamel pot with some garlic and olive oil, stuff some rosemary, lemon, salt and pepper up the bird, throw her on top and roast until she's crackling and golden. Rice as a side, with a small green, cucumber-heavy salad first. When I'm done I just feel invincible, though I wouldn't want to do it every day... it could become serious drudgery if attempted too often. It's the occasional whimsicalness that cranks the magic. Also I feel fully alive on a light Nature hike, but it's different than the chicken, y'know?
Yeah, I'm totally with you on Ina and the restorative effects of her chicken recipe... I've just got to HIDE said activity from Needy Chick (our pet chicken who is now like a dog--she's the one who survived the bear attack) and so I make sure she is nowhere in the vicinity or I will have one more creature to comfort, lol--or I make sure said cooked chicken was somehow a rooster???... Gaaaaaaghh, the complexities! But a hike out at Lands End--with the waves crashing and the light off the water... that too makes me feel alive :)
Definitely laughter and singing, but specifically in my car, driving with the windows down. Travel used to too before COVID ruined everything, but hopefully one day that'll be on my list again.
Yes. A good belly laugh with great friends makes me feel alive. Along with walking out in nature, sitting at the beach, and hanging out with family.
Hubby made me laugh so hard recently I had a coughing attack. Love that.
Also had an evening of choking laughter with my kids and niece when we played a board game. I wrote an essay about it.
You know I'm an ice dip girl ;) It lights up my brain like an aura, but no seizure. After listening to the podcast, my dopamine hit is Gotham Girl!! I love it.
Isn't Carissa great??? I just found out she lives close by... I totally wanna invite her to lunch, lol... I just need five minutes off from tech bros, deadlines, and family worry???
It's weird, but making a great big chicken dinner has a deeply restorative effect. Somehow it affirms my ability to care for myself and my fam, and even though it's a ton of work I look forward to it on the weekends when I have the time. My recipe is a variation on Ina Garten's (isn't everything kind of an Ina iteration??) but without dairy or gluten. I thick-chop some carrots, celery, parsnips and onions, thrown them down in my enamel pot with some garlic and olive oil, stuff some rosemary, lemon, salt and pepper up the bird, throw her on top and roast until she's crackling and golden. Rice as a side, with a small green, cucumber-heavy salad first. When I'm done I just feel invincible, though I wouldn't want to do it every day... it could become serious drudgery if attempted too often. It's the occasional whimsicalness that cranks the magic. Also I feel fully alive on a light Nature hike, but it's different than the chicken, y'know?
Yeah, I'm totally with you on Ina and the restorative effects of her chicken recipe... I've just got to HIDE said activity from Needy Chick (our pet chicken who is now like a dog--she's the one who survived the bear attack) and so I make sure she is nowhere in the vicinity or I will have one more creature to comfort, lol--or I make sure said cooked chicken was somehow a rooster???... Gaaaaaaghh, the complexities! But a hike out at Lands End--with the waves crashing and the light off the water... that too makes me feel alive :)
Needy Chicken is all of us!
So true!