I've been home in bed today, mostly, because I'm sick. Bad sore throat and hacking cough. Lots of hot tea happening here.
In a crockpot, cook on low for about 4 hours: (be careful not to overcook your pasta into mush)
1 bag of frozen tortellini
2 cans of diced tomatoes (I used Del Monte basil/oregano/garlic variety.)
fresh spinach (I put about 1/2 bag in, but use what you like.)
1 package cream cheese, cut into chunks
1 container veg. broth (I made my own since I forgot to tell Adam to buy it. I put 2 chicken bouillon cubes, a chunk of onion, and a handful of old celery into some water to boil.)
And Adam picked up some sale bread to have with it.
I couldn't resist a taste or two. It's very good -- tastes healthy with the chunks of tomato and the spinach. The pasta makes it feel thick and hearty. Perfect.
I'm sitting in bed now, perusing some books I've neglected for a while -- Tasha Tudor's lovely life. I find her an inspiration -- not intimidating, like I have to make my life like hers or feel guilty failing. But seeing little pictures of her charm, her love of beauty and nature, this pleases me, and sometimes I succeed in placing some of that in my life. I know some people feel intimidated by others' lives, but I don't think we should. They don't live beautiful lives to make us feel bad. They live beautiful lives because beautiful lives are worth living. Every little bit of beauty counts.