Tiffany B. Brown

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Resound 11: My Best Photo, My Thelma, My Big Achievement, and a Catch Phrase (catching up)

Resound 11: My Best Photo, My Thelma, My Big Achievement, and a Catch Phrase (catching up)

So only one-third of the way in, and I’m already behind on my #resound11 posts. Since I’m too lazy to write four separate posts, and you’re probably not interested enough to read them, I present you with this one catch-up post.

December 9: My Best Photos

I couldn’t choose. These two are my favorite, both for their quality and for their meaning. They’re from two of the most significant events of my year: our wedding and our honeymoon.

My bridal bouquet
A snail on a railing outside of our villa at The Purist resort in Ubud, Bali

December 8: My Catch Phrase

I’m so amused. Even when I was bemused or mildly tickled. Overused it. I need a new catch phrase for 2012. I am tired of that one.

December 7: Achievement Unlocked

I made seven resolutions for 2011 — set seven goals. I achieved one: become a better home cook. Cooked a bomb mushroom farro risotto two weeks ago. Learned to sear ahi tuna and sea scallops (with a warm corn-leek salad and cheese grits on the side). My short-rib game is way strong. Pork tenderloin game proper!

That’s not the only thing I’ve achieved of course. The amount of technical knowledge I’ve gained in the last twelve months is mind blowing. But I didn’t set out to do that. It’s a by-product of the job.

December 6: Thelma & Louise

Who is the Thelma to my Louise? My husband. Yeah, I know. That’s such an obvious answer. It’s such a cheesy, hokey, schmaltzy, blindingly obvious answer that I am kind of ashamed of myself. But this trip to Indonesia sealed it. Jason rolled with everything. Food. Strangers. New family. Uncomfortable clothing. Heat and humidity. Crazy dogs. Dead snakes. Mosquitoes. Our forward progress on a sidewalk being thwarted by cows crossing the street. Everything. He is my road dog.