Perfect Recipe

Nothing makes me happier than the combination of a perfectly clean home, candles, a glass of wine, music and cooking dinner. This was always so comforting when I lived alone. It was usually followed with a bubble bath. That part is harder now because a boy's presence in a small apartment never allows for total relaxation. But today was pretty close.

I scrubbed the apartment. I used toxic chemicals and cleaned the Hell out of the bathroom. I changed the sheets. I cleaned the kitchen. I washed all the dishes. This wasn't my normal weekly clean. I was on a mission. I purchased a new bathroom shower liner. (And a new hairdryer I can't wait to use). I bought a candle the size of my head with 3 wicks that smells like the ocean. This was a war on my apartment and I was the clear winner.

And I made gourmet dinner. I am really loving this "don't follow the recipe" thing, but rather rely on instinct and just cook. Tonight was basil burgers with parmesan cheese, basil, onion, ketchup, salt and pepper in the burger meat, grilled on the cooktop. Topped with fresh basil and mozzarella under the broiler. Freaking yummers.

Belly full, two glasses of Cupcake Chardonnay down, lying in my clean sheets in bed and listening to a CD found in my parents attic. That's right. I'm listening to Titanic. And not just the regular  soundtrack, but the second one released with the actual music from the movie. You know it. (I was completely obsessed in high school with this movie. Saw it in the theatre 3 times. I own both soundtracks and the VHS).

So there is my wisdom I pass along for a perfect night. Clean all day, put on a satin nighty and enjoy your handiwork with your favorite tunes.

Now if I could only control my stressed out dreams and get a goods night sleep and stop this whole insomnia thing...