Angel Cake (or, Dallas: Day 59)

I'm being a bit domestic tonight. I went out grocery shopping for healthy (-ish) food and now I'm waiting for my food to bake in the oven (no microwave here). This healthy impulse has been brought on by two factors: 1) I've grown tired of the various fast food options and 2) I'm beginning to notice jiggling where there wasn't jiggling before. For example, I'll drive over a speed bump and wonder, "Did my moobs just jiggle? . . . I think they did!" That's a new and frightening thought for me.
So I went out and stocked up on chicken, fruits, nuts, juice, etc. The main reason I haven't been eating well up here in Dallas is because this hotel room kitchenette is so poorly stocked that it's difficult to cook properly and like hell I'm gonna go out and buy a whole kitchen's worth of utensils. So it's easier to go out instead. Despite that, I'm going to try harder to eat more conscientiously.
I've also been trying to figure out what to do with my free time in the evenings, now that cosplay isn't an option. It's harder to figure out than I expected. I'm not into getting more video games; I feel kinda guilty after spending an entire evening playing one. That's a little too sedentary. I was thinking of books too, but I can't be buying those as fast as I can read them, nor can I get a library card up here either. Hmm. I haven't written fanfic in years and I don't think that creative urge will be coming back anytime soon. Hmm. Something that's relatively cheap, takes up a good amount of free time, and is sorta hands-on. Hmm. I think I'll trawl the internet for some ideas.