Friday will forever be a welcome guest. Tomorrow Damon and I set sail for the Pocono Mountains. Sounds fun and woodsy, huh? Well, I think I inadvertently avoid outdoorsy activities– that means my weekends spent in the Poconos almost always consist of immobilizing myself on the couch. I'm committed to staying in pajamas while I immerse myself in HGTV re-runs in between naps. Something about the quieted woods– or perhaps it's the way I get so allergic that I feel like I've got the flu– I'm usually resigned to reading a book while Damon goes swimming with his dog and plays golf with his buddies. It's all peachy though, how often do city gals get to turn off their cellies and cuddle up with a good book? My point here was to tell you about the awesome book I picked up to accompany me on my trip. A woman at work said she thought I might like it, and boy was she on target. It's called Julie and Julia: 365 Days, 524 Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen. It's a memoir of sorts written by a very funny, Julie Powell. Lost and on the edge of turning thirty she turned to Julia Child's, Mastering the Art of French Cooking. Julie set out to cook all 524 recipes in 365 days. It's so "Valerie works at Martha and develops an obsessive cooking hobby to distract her from everyday stress." She even kept a blog, The Julie/Julia Project, as a record of her undertaking. She did all of this when blogs were newborn babies so her last update was in '03. I'm only up to chapter three and you can see how enthusiastic I am. Damon's parents' couch, here I come! 
