The Weekend
Tuesday, 9 October 2007 10:17 amWorking backwards through the weekend:
Yesterday was our Thanksgiving holiday dinner, and lo, it was good. This is the third year
melted_snowball has hosted Thanksgiving at our house- it feels like a good tradition, y'know? And after six years living in Canada: putting a harvest festival at the end of the harvest feels more sensable than giving thanks at the end of November!
d. made two ducks, cornbread stuffing, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and kale.
chezmax and
the_infamous_j brought j's sweet potatoes and an apple pie.
persephoneplace and
bodhranman brought
browntobydog, a side of turkey, and a nice bottle of wine.
I made a pumpkin cheesecake tart.
Among other conversation:
I'm happy to report that definitive answer has been given to the question, "What should I say when a telemarketer asks for the lady/missus of the house?" (In the past I've sometimes said, "I'm she," or "He's busy.") But
the_infamous_j came up with, "She's busy humping my boyfriend's leg." Win!
Sunday: a low-key Quaker Meeting, then errands and lunch at City Cafe. I did some housework, what seems now like a huge amount of dishes, and made the tart. I also mucked around with an email database problem whose proper solution finally came to me this morning.
Saturday:
melted_snowball,
the_infamous_j, and
chezmax and I saw Man of La Mancha in Drayton. It was wonderful. I didn't know what to expect- I wasn't familiar with the musical. And all I knew about Drayton's stage was that it's a popular theatre in the middle of nowhere. There were many places for this train to fall off the tracks. And lo it turned out the train wasn't even slightly wobbly.
The theatre had a bit of small-town unfortunateness (raffle-tickets stapled into the program, not terribly well-informed ushers who were well less than half my age...) but the players put on a fine show. I suppose if I were more a musical snob I could find more fault, but really, I'm quite happy to be happy with it. I'm particularly pleased with how they balanced the mad world of Don Quixote with "reality" (the play-within-the-play) and abruptly cut back to the prison.
Our seats, I'd like to note, were in the third (or fourth) row, centre. And lots of the guys on stage were attractive. :)
And that's the weekend, more or less. The weather monkeyed with some of our plans, and it felt odd to have the A/C running- but when the air's this humid, and it's this close to 30c, there wasn't really a debate between
melted_snowball and me about it. Hopefully, today it'll actually drop to normal temperatures as they've been predicting.
As
melted_snowball is fond of saying, it's a good life.
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I made a pumpkin cheesecake tart.
Among other conversation:
I'm happy to report that definitive answer has been given to the question, "What should I say when a telemarketer asks for the lady/missus of the house?" (In the past I've sometimes said, "I'm she," or "He's busy.") But
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Sunday: a low-key Quaker Meeting, then errands and lunch at City Cafe. I did some housework, what seems now like a huge amount of dishes, and made the tart. I also mucked around with an email database problem whose proper solution finally came to me this morning.
Saturday:
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The theatre had a bit of small-town unfortunateness (raffle-tickets stapled into the program, not terribly well-informed ushers who were well less than half my age...) but the players put on a fine show. I suppose if I were more a musical snob I could find more fault, but really, I'm quite happy to be happy with it. I'm particularly pleased with how they balanced the mad world of Don Quixote with "reality" (the play-within-the-play) and abruptly cut back to the prison.
Our seats, I'd like to note, were in the third (or fourth) row, centre. And lots of the guys on stage were attractive. :)
And that's the weekend, more or less. The weather monkeyed with some of our plans, and it felt odd to have the A/C running- but when the air's this humid, and it's this close to 30c, there wasn't really a debate between
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