It's Been a Quiet Week in Lake Woeisme

It’s been a quiet week in Lake Woe-is-me, where the woman is strong (usually) and the shoes are plentiful. I don’t know about you, but once the holidays are over and the new year is here, I get kind of blue. Maybe it’s the knowledge that retribution for the culinary bacchanal I’ve been living since Thanksgiving has now come due (if I ever want to fit into anything other than my fabulous heels.) Maybe it’s the letdown after the build up of the holidays. Or it could be that spring and its warmth and green are at least 3 long cold months away. Whatever the cause, the blue meanies can take hold and hang on with a vengeance. So naturally I was anticipating the onset of the woe-is-me’s as January unfurled before me.
Imagine my surprise when it didn’t happen. Or rather hasn’t happened, yet. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to feel like crap. In fact, I spend a good deal of my time thinking of ways NOT to feel like crap. So my relatively bright mood lately has me completely flummoxed. What exactly did I do to deserve this? Who the hell do I think I am, feeling all cheerful-like? Something must be wrong. I’m supposed to be sad. I’m supposed to be anxious. I have no job yet, money is running out, and George Clooney STILL hasn’t called. Come ON! These are not the circumstances that foster a blithe spirit. I suppose I could attribute it to a distant brightening of my prospects, but the whole thing makes me very unsettled. Winter is for moping, I know that! Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to suffer through it and be cheerful. For now… ;-)
When I’m blue, I seek out comfort food, preferably something soft, something creamy. It’s comforting, and quiet (no pesky crunching) and it makes me feed better when things around me have gone to pot. So in this uncomfortable burst of mysterious jollity, I decided to combine the comfort of pudding with the sunshiny-ness of citrus. This recipe for Orange Budino is just the stuff to keep the shine on your mood.
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