Thanks so much for all your joyful comments on yesterday’s Sweet Blogger High post! I couldn’t help but feel lucky to be in such a supportive e-community [Did I just say e-community? I guess I couldn’t help channeling an executive for ivillage.com just then…] who seems to really care about what I have to say. Every time I received an e-mail notice that I had a new comment, my heart filled just a little bit more. I couldn’t help but find some irony, however, in how pleased I was that I got the most comments I’ve ever had (and the most page views for one post in a single day) and also that people said they loved me….in a post about not caring about what other people think. [Sigh] Such is life. I can’t help being human.
I couldn’t help crying big, fat, silent tears through the credits of Blue Valentine.Nor could I help bringing home half of my steak sandwich (I couldn’t help craving MEAT—grrrr!) from the movie. [I also can’t help that the Alamo is the best place to watch a movie ever….food + films? Yes, please.]
I couldn’t help bringing snacks in my purse (as usual)…so I was kind of full.
I couldn’t help but think that if peanut butter + bananas = delicious….and bananas + pumpkin = delicious, then peanut butter + bananas + pumpkin = even MORE delicious.
And like some sort of mathematical genius who knows that if A + B = C and B + D = C, then A + B + C = C + C with some sort of X thrown in for the yogurt corollary*….well, my mathematical equation went very, very right.
I couldn’t help killing time after school, before an evening academic event, by heading to Sprouts. [I can’t help feeling a sense of comfort in wandering the aisles.]
I couldn’t help some not-entirely-necessary items from hopping into my basket. [TWO cartons of Arctic Zero? Hey…I can’t help taking advantage of a sale….] Although I couldn’t help putting back these Siggi’s when it turned out they were NOT on sale. [I can’t help that I’m sometimes a cheapskate.]
I can’t help that I am currently obsessed with winter squash…particularly the spaghetti variety.
And I couldn’t help wanting to eat it with everything….including my new Pesto Ratatouille (recipe forthcoming)……or with the leftover Roasted Red Pepper Soup I couldn’t help ordering at Snack Bar over the weekend. And I can’t help being a genius for adding some diced zucchini and mushrooms….….mixing all that up in the bug* and heating it up!
*I also can’t help that it’s more fun to eat out of bugs [bowl (slash) mugs] and jars than any other dish.I couldn’t help but re-read the song I wrote for National Popcorn Day and notice I had forgotten a verse! I couldn’t help taking the time to fix it….and I seriously can’t help thinking Justin Timberlake is so. frickin’. hot.After seeing the recipe for Sweet Citrus Marmalade in the January 2011 issue of Southern Living…
…I couldn’t help that the recipe’s seeming ease combined with the proliferation of delicious Texas citrus….….forced me to make it immediately.Granted, I made quite a few alterations. But I can’t help knowing that deserves its own post.
But I couldn’t help but fear losing it after this occurred…
Small Child: “Of BEER!”
I couldn’t help but smile and think, “Yes, this is my life. And that’s not so bad.”