crazy hippie

i don't find this derogatory. it's true. and i'm proud of it. christopher was asking if i believe in paper products last night when he was frying the perogies, then ch asked for a napkin and i put a stack of cloth ones on the table and christopher said, "crazy hippie" but it wasn't to put me down, it was just teasing. square dancing was tough today, it seemed like we were doing the same 5 calls over and over again. but there were still people who weren't getting it. i guess my class was that confused too, once. but the story tie-in is we were trying to decide where to go eat dinner afterwards. i didn't wanna go to indie cafe cause it's so cold here i didn't want sushi. and i didn't know if alice & friends was north or south or what their hours were... so i said lets' just go north on clark and see what we find... and there was a parking spot right in front of the kopi cafe! and the window was empty. so we sat at the little tables on the floor in the window of kopi, but we couldn't watch the people go by because the windows were fogged up and frosted over. we did cuddle, though. i had a lentil-vegetable soup and hot cherry cider and it was so warm and hearty and made me feel like such a crazy hippie. it was such good homey food! it reminded me of snacks at le leche league from when i was a kid. no sneaky carob chip cookies, though.