Ok, so if that last post was harsh, I'm sorry....but, the blog is for honesty--sometimes brutal, sometimes sweet. That day, was feeling moody, and thank goodness I had a blog to take it out on.
Anyway, about a month ago, I decided to get myself back in shape. After the 75+ meals out due to the kitchen renovation---well, let's just say shopping wasn't very pretty. Well, it was pretty--pretty, depressing.
So, I decided to look for a workout class-I just can't do machines, I need someone telling me what to do for an hour. I like being mindless and having someone else guide me. After some heavy reconnaissance, I found this church..(bear with me) down the street from where I live that offers workout classes in the evenings and on Saturday morning. They do step, some weights, and a little jazzercise, etc. And, it's not through the church, just held there--which is weird at first, but doesn't even phase me any more.
I've been going for about a month now, and love it. My class is mostly africa-american women, who have such a good time--it's so contagious. They hoot and hollar, and really get into it--and of course, give me a bit of a heckling whenever I can't keep the beat (which, is often). But, I totally love it, love making an ass out of myself--and hey, my abs and butt are looking better...and I'm having fun doing it. The only downside is that I have to wake up early on Saturdays, and constantly have songs by the Backstreet Boys running through my head, but, if that's the only downside, I'll take it.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Monday, December 19, 2005
blah, blah, blah, do you care?, blah, blah, blah
It's holiday time---which means time to make the rounds, hit the parties, see many friends, and, of course, meet the other coworkers, friends, acquaintances of your host. Luckily, I know people at most of the parties we've attended, and can just throw myself into hour long conversations with people who I genuinely want to catch up with and hear how they are doing.
But, then, there is often the occasion where you are introduced to that one person you, "just have to meet!" because your host has "told so-and-so all about you!!". So, there you are, stuck in a conversation, hemming and hawing, trying to figure out what to say other than the not-so-brilliant "oh, yes, I've heard so much about you" small talk.
What gets me though (and, let's be honest, it is just a pet peeve of mine in general) are the constant-talkers, the one uppers, and the braggers. The one uppers: You have a story to tell--they have one that's EVEN BETTER! The constat talkers: They have a story to tell, and when you think they are done you try to tell a story or share a little about yourself, and they just keep on going telling a new story.. not even giving you a chance to talk, or much less asking you anything about yourself. As I walk away from these conversations, I wonder what opinion these people have formed of me, since they only really seem to be talking to themselves. The braggers: Everything they do and own is "fabulous" or a "must-try"--they don't care if what you've done is kinda cool, because they could do it better, and faster, and more fabulous than you could ever do it, so why bother?
And, another thing...is brevity. Please, when sharing a story with a stranger, be brief. I don't need details, I need the Cliff Notes version. I don't need the thesis and synopsis of your life, I just need the summary. Also, please only tell the story once. ONCE! Not multiple times. Gah.
But, to those of you whom I do know, I have no fear, and if I need you to cut it short, or if I've heard it, I'll tell you. But, if I don't know you, please, please....make it speedy, make it humble, and make it only a one time deal.
But, then, there is often the occasion where you are introduced to that one person you, "just have to meet!" because your host has "told so-and-so all about you!!". So, there you are, stuck in a conversation, hemming and hawing, trying to figure out what to say other than the not-so-brilliant "oh, yes, I've heard so much about you" small talk.
What gets me though (and, let's be honest, it is just a pet peeve of mine in general) are the constant-talkers, the one uppers, and the braggers. The one uppers: You have a story to tell--they have one that's EVEN BETTER! The constat talkers: They have a story to tell, and when you think they are done you try to tell a story or share a little about yourself, and they just keep on going telling a new story.. not even giving you a chance to talk, or much less asking you anything about yourself. As I walk away from these conversations, I wonder what opinion these people have formed of me, since they only really seem to be talking to themselves. The braggers: Everything they do and own is "fabulous" or a "must-try"--they don't care if what you've done is kinda cool, because they could do it better, and faster, and more fabulous than you could ever do it, so why bother?
And, another thing...is brevity. Please, when sharing a story with a stranger, be brief. I don't need details, I need the Cliff Notes version. I don't need the thesis and synopsis of your life, I just need the summary. Also, please only tell the story once. ONCE! Not multiple times. Gah.
But, to those of you whom I do know, I have no fear, and if I need you to cut it short, or if I've heard it, I'll tell you. But, if I don't know you, please, please....make it speedy, make it humble, and make it only a one time deal.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Greetings from Schwarzberg
I admit it, I love celebrity gossip. If there is a new US magazine on the stands when I go to the store, I shamelessly grab it. But, there is a new trend emerging...and to be honest, I'm not so sure about my love of these magazines any more. The trend is to combine the names of any 2 celebrities dating--it was cute for Bennifer. But, now we've got TomKat, Vaughniston, Garfleck..it's just annoying. And not creative in the very least. Come on you rag writers--give me something a little bit more interesting that just running 2 names together...and now there are some real stretches out there, and I just can't stand it. I may have to give up my love for these magazines entirely...if I read one more name combo, I'm on strike.
For now, this is Schwarzberg signing out....
For now, this is Schwarzberg signing out....
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Trust me on the sunscreen
One of my favorite songs/quotes and good fodder:
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
By Baz Luhrmann
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Sing
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…
Monday, November 07, 2005
Eating Out
Now that the kitchen project has come to an end---it's time for my Blog Awards for the Best and Worst of our eating out experiences. We ate at about 70 places, but now, it's hard to remember all of them...I'll try my best!:
Best:
Best Overall: Doug Fir--cute surroundings, great drinks, fabulous company, yummy food, and cheap.
Best Pizza: Busboys and Poets
Best Wait Staff: Rosemary's Thyme
Best Brunch: Merriweather's in Oregon
Best Burger: Doug Fir in Oregon
Best Steak: Frankie Rolands, Roanoke, VA
Best Seafood Dinner: Boca Bay in Wilmington, NC
Favorite new neighborhood restaurant: Al Crostino
Best summertime meal: Maggie and Andy's gazpacho and scallop and shrimp with mango
Best presentation: Ilona's tri-tomato salad and corn chowder
Favorite cheap eats/place to eat when drunk: Amesterdam Falafel House
Most hilarious conversation over dinner: with Ron and Jessica at Rosemary's Thyme
Most interesting intellectual conversation over dinner: with Maggie and Andy about Guns, Germs and Steel over dinner at their house
Hostess with the mostest: Katie Russell--3 days after having her baby
Best interactive meal: Bethesda Crab House
Biggest Diamond in the Ruff: The Islander
Best Oysters: Hanks Oysters
Best Match of Trivial Pursuit: At Ilona's house over Thai food
Best mix of strangers at a cocktail party: Brent and Robert's
Cutest restaurant: Tao of Tea in Portland, OR and Merriweathers also in Portland, OR
Favorite Standby: Logan Tavern
Best cocktails: Cafe Atlantico
Best BBQ: Flips!
Most creative menu: Cafe Atlantico
Best at anticipating when we are too tired to cook and inviting us over: Ron and Jessica
Favorite lunch place: Tabard Inn
Most favorite place we DIDNT go to: Zaytanya
Best grilled cheese: 18th & U Duplex
Best chain for brunch: Harry's Tap Room
Best chain for dinner: Legal Sea Foods
Best post-wisdom teeth extraction place to eat: Lauriol Plaza
Worst:
Worst overall: Morton's
Worst meal for the wait: Pasta Mia
Worst steak: Morton's Steakhouse
Worst waitstaff: Pasta Mia
Biggest let down: Morton's Steakhouse
Worst seafood: Leopold's in Gtown
Filthiest: 4 Sisters (saw a mouse in the house!)
Worst take out: Simply Home
Worst at trying to be something it's not: Tobaq
Most absent-minded wait staff: Busboys and Poets
Worst burger: Full Sail, Portland, OR
Most inconsistent: Beacon Bar and Grill
Worst brunch: Saint Ex
Worst place we AVOIDED: Bucco di Beppo (pucko and crapo!)
Worst place for soup when you are sick: Sala Thai
Best:
Best Overall: Doug Fir--cute surroundings, great drinks, fabulous company, yummy food, and cheap.
Best Pizza: Busboys and Poets
Best Wait Staff: Rosemary's Thyme
Best Brunch: Merriweather's in Oregon
Best Burger: Doug Fir in Oregon
Best Steak: Frankie Rolands, Roanoke, VA
Best Seafood Dinner: Boca Bay in Wilmington, NC
Favorite new neighborhood restaurant: Al Crostino
Best summertime meal: Maggie and Andy's gazpacho and scallop and shrimp with mango
Best presentation: Ilona's tri-tomato salad and corn chowder
Favorite cheap eats/place to eat when drunk: Amesterdam Falafel House
Most hilarious conversation over dinner: with Ron and Jessica at Rosemary's Thyme
Most interesting intellectual conversation over dinner: with Maggie and Andy about Guns, Germs and Steel over dinner at their house
Hostess with the mostest: Katie Russell--3 days after having her baby
Best interactive meal: Bethesda Crab House
Biggest Diamond in the Ruff: The Islander
Best Oysters: Hanks Oysters
Best Match of Trivial Pursuit: At Ilona's house over Thai food
Best mix of strangers at a cocktail party: Brent and Robert's
Cutest restaurant: Tao of Tea in Portland, OR and Merriweathers also in Portland, OR
Favorite Standby: Logan Tavern
Best cocktails: Cafe Atlantico
Best BBQ: Flips!
Most creative menu: Cafe Atlantico
Best at anticipating when we are too tired to cook and inviting us over: Ron and Jessica
Favorite lunch place: Tabard Inn
Most favorite place we DIDNT go to: Zaytanya
Best grilled cheese: 18th & U Duplex
Best chain for brunch: Harry's Tap Room
Best chain for dinner: Legal Sea Foods
Best post-wisdom teeth extraction place to eat: Lauriol Plaza
Worst:
Worst overall: Morton's
Worst meal for the wait: Pasta Mia
Worst steak: Morton's Steakhouse
Worst waitstaff: Pasta Mia
Biggest let down: Morton's Steakhouse
Worst seafood: Leopold's in Gtown
Filthiest: 4 Sisters (saw a mouse in the house!)
Worst take out: Simply Home
Worst at trying to be something it's not: Tobaq
Most absent-minded wait staff: Busboys and Poets
Worst burger: Full Sail, Portland, OR
Most inconsistent: Beacon Bar and Grill
Worst brunch: Saint Ex
Worst place we AVOIDED: Bucco di Beppo (pucko and crapo!)
Worst place for soup when you are sick: Sala Thai
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Rocktober
Man, October was a busy month. So busy, we've renamed it Rocktober--first we had my birthday party at the beginning of October, and then, weekends filled with food, friends, and fun--bowling, pumpkin carving parties, anniversary celebration, etc.
I can't believe it's already November. For Thanksgiving this year, we're having Al's family and my family come together at our house. I'm not quite sure where we are going to put everyone, but I have decided to start drinking possibly as early as Tuesday.
Will let you know how it goes.
I can't believe it's already November. For Thanksgiving this year, we're having Al's family and my family come together at our house. I'm not quite sure where we are going to put everyone, but I have decided to start drinking possibly as early as Tuesday.
Will let you know how it goes.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Lessons my friends have taught me
My friend Diana has started blogging, and did a wonderful blog of lessons learned from friends. I thought it was a great idea, and having learned so many lessons from all of you....here are just a few lessons....
Patience is a virtue, unless it involves kitchen renovation, or frustrating classes.-Al
Best friends are the greatest treasure in the world. And best friends who are like sisters are even better.-Maggie
One can never, ever have enough cheese. Or steak.-Liz
It’s okay to watch teenager and reality shows –Ilona
It’s not the quantity of friends, it’s the quality-Betsy
You know true love once you find it-Al
It’s best to get piercings with your friends there.-Diana and Betsy
Champagne goes with EVERYTHING-Ilona
If no one else in the room will laugh at my jokes or listen to my story, I know that my husband will even if he’s heard it 100 times-Al
Girl scout cookies and baths with your girlfriends are a must-Maggie and Liz
There is always someone with a different opinion-Andy
If you laugh loudly, your friends can find you anywhere-Mags
Never stray from who you are-Kat
It’s important to have a friend who is a good listener, a good story teller, and most of all, great with puns-Bill
The best correspondence is anything other than e-mail-Arielle
Getting butter on someone’s nose is funny, unless it’s your own-Dyer
Behind every sweet, kind-hearted girl, there is a wild side-Mir
Dance until dawn-Diana
Being romantic in small ways as well as big-Al
It’s fun to sing with your friends at weddings-Maggie, Liz, Ilona
Go everywhere, do everything, see everyone.-Booth
A good friend is someone who lets you puke in there bushes-Betsy
Sitting on a bus, in a two-seater with four people is not comfortable-Shannon V.
Everyone has a question to be answered and a high school crush-Martin
Always be up for an adventure-Kristin/Jeff
Sometimes self-involved people make me smile, especially when they admit they are self-involved-Beth
Make sure everybody is having a good time-Katie
When the beer is out, the party is not over. It just means you need more beer-Matt
When things have you down, go to Ibiza. -Simon
Glass is not a solid. Or a liquid. I’m not really sure what it is-Ron and Jessica
It’s fun making sugar cookies with strangers-Andrea
Always go for falafel after drinking-Paul
Always have a funny story to tell- Erika
Never doubt the kindness of strangers. And the beauty of the ukulele.-Kristen and Jerrold
Always make new friends when traveling-Sylvie and Jarrod
Relax-PW
Writing is therapeutic for the soul, even if no one is reading it-Jenna
There is no point in having pie, if you can’t have a pie eating contest-everyone on Al’s birthday scuba trip
It's annoying when people get REALLY loud when they are drunk-Clay
There's a bit of Forrest and Bubba in all of us-Jennifer B.
Be the most generous, supportive, loving friend you can be -Al
Only your best friends can interpret drunk mutterings like "I'll pathuuu!"-Maggie
Sarcastic people are not so bad-Brandeis
Live, love, laugh-myself.
Patience is a virtue, unless it involves kitchen renovation, or frustrating classes.-Al
Best friends are the greatest treasure in the world. And best friends who are like sisters are even better.-Maggie
One can never, ever have enough cheese. Or steak.-Liz
It’s okay to watch teenager and reality shows –Ilona
It’s not the quantity of friends, it’s the quality-Betsy
You know true love once you find it-Al
It’s best to get piercings with your friends there.-Diana and Betsy
Champagne goes with EVERYTHING-Ilona
If no one else in the room will laugh at my jokes or listen to my story, I know that my husband will even if he’s heard it 100 times-Al
Girl scout cookies and baths with your girlfriends are a must-Maggie and Liz
There is always someone with a different opinion-Andy
If you laugh loudly, your friends can find you anywhere-Mags
Never stray from who you are-Kat
It’s important to have a friend who is a good listener, a good story teller, and most of all, great with puns-Bill
The best correspondence is anything other than e-mail-Arielle
Getting butter on someone’s nose is funny, unless it’s your own-Dyer
Behind every sweet, kind-hearted girl, there is a wild side-Mir
Dance until dawn-Diana
Being romantic in small ways as well as big-Al
It’s fun to sing with your friends at weddings-Maggie, Liz, Ilona
Go everywhere, do everything, see everyone.-Booth
A good friend is someone who lets you puke in there bushes-Betsy
Sitting on a bus, in a two-seater with four people is not comfortable-Shannon V.
Everyone has a question to be answered and a high school crush-Martin
Always be up for an adventure-Kristin/Jeff
Sometimes self-involved people make me smile, especially when they admit they are self-involved-Beth
Make sure everybody is having a good time-Katie
When the beer is out, the party is not over. It just means you need more beer-Matt
When things have you down, go to Ibiza. -Simon
Glass is not a solid. Or a liquid. I’m not really sure what it is-Ron and Jessica
It’s fun making sugar cookies with strangers-Andrea
Always go for falafel after drinking-Paul
Always have a funny story to tell- Erika
Never doubt the kindness of strangers. And the beauty of the ukulele.-Kristen and Jerrold
Always make new friends when traveling-Sylvie and Jarrod
Relax-PW
Writing is therapeutic for the soul, even if no one is reading it-Jenna
There is no point in having pie, if you can’t have a pie eating contest-everyone on Al’s birthday scuba trip
It's annoying when people get REALLY loud when they are drunk-Clay
There's a bit of Forrest and Bubba in all of us-Jennifer B.
Be the most generous, supportive, loving friend you can be -Al
Only your best friends can interpret drunk mutterings like "I'll pathuuu!"-Maggie
Sarcastic people are not so bad-Brandeis
Live, love, laugh-myself.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Things to celebrate
The past few things have been full of things to celebrate-Paul and Erika's wedding, the kitchen completion, my birthday, Maggie's birthday, and the Jewish new year.
Paul and Erika's wedding was in New Hampshire, right on the coast, and was absolutely lovely. Al knew both Paul and Erika at GW, but from completely different circles--so it was a super fun wedding for him, knowing people on both sides of the wedding party. We did our best to mix the two sides, and make sure we got to hang out with everyone. Since we flew into Boston, and Alex was kind enough to pick us up, Al and I were car-less, but it made the weekend so much fun. We basically we're reduced to becoming car-sluts, and bummed rides with different people for every ride that we needed that weekend: Alex, Ryan, Christine & Wayne, Shali and Scott, Kristin and Jeff, and John and Louise (who is an exact doppleganger for our friend Jess in Italy).
The wedding was great, and tied in a lot of Paul and Erika's Africa experience into the evening. Both Erika and Paul looked absolutely wonderful, and chose an AMAZING setting-we were right on the ocean under a huge tent for the reception-totally beautiful.
After we got home, we had a few more days of kitchen work ahead of us, and the bulk of it is now done. Our whole house was in disarray--but we're back to normal, and I feel a lot better now. In fact, I just made use of our kitchen and baked two apple pies, how industrious. The last part that we have left is choosing a backsplash and paint colors, but Al and I have a bit of kitchen planning fatigue, so I think we'll hold off for a little while.
The exciting part of getting the kitchen done was that we were able to to have my birthday party at the house. Al went all out and made a fantastic spread of food (boy, we missed cooking!!!)--including the highlight--chocolate fondue-yumm. It was so nice to have another weekend of great food and friends, and have so many fantastic people over to our house--it had been far too long! That night, Christine crashed at our place, and the next day we made brunch and had Erika, Paul, and Tumbo come over and join us. It was another huge spread--but what can I say, we missed cooking!
After we cleaned up, I crashed, and slept for about 2 1/2 hours, and after that, went over to Ron's for taco night and to say goodbye before he left for San Diego. I hate losing such cool neighbors, and new friends, but that's all part of the cycle I guess.
That's about it here--the next thing on the list to celebrate---2 year anniversary!
Our whole house was in disarray--but now, we're back to normal, and I feel a lot better now. In fact, I just made use of our kitchen and baked two apple pies, how industrious.
Paul and Erika's wedding was in New Hampshire, right on the coast, and was absolutely lovely. Al knew both Paul and Erika at GW, but from completely different circles--so it was a super fun wedding for him, knowing people on both sides of the wedding party. We did our best to mix the two sides, and make sure we got to hang out with everyone. Since we flew into Boston, and Alex was kind enough to pick us up, Al and I were car-less, but it made the weekend so much fun. We basically we're reduced to becoming car-sluts, and bummed rides with different people for every ride that we needed that weekend: Alex, Ryan, Christine & Wayne, Shali and Scott, Kristin and Jeff, and John and Louise (who is an exact doppleganger for our friend Jess in Italy).
The wedding was great, and tied in a lot of Paul and Erika's Africa experience into the evening. Both Erika and Paul looked absolutely wonderful, and chose an AMAZING setting-we were right on the ocean under a huge tent for the reception-totally beautiful.
After we got home, we had a few more days of kitchen work ahead of us, and the bulk of it is now done. Our whole house was in disarray--but we're back to normal, and I feel a lot better now. In fact, I just made use of our kitchen and baked two apple pies, how industrious. The last part that we have left is choosing a backsplash and paint colors, but Al and I have a bit of kitchen planning fatigue, so I think we'll hold off for a little while.
The exciting part of getting the kitchen done was that we were able to to have my birthday party at the house. Al went all out and made a fantastic spread of food (boy, we missed cooking!!!)--including the highlight--chocolate fondue-yumm. It was so nice to have another weekend of great food and friends, and have so many fantastic people over to our house--it had been far too long! That night, Christine crashed at our place, and the next day we made brunch and had Erika, Paul, and Tumbo come over and join us. It was another huge spread--but what can I say, we missed cooking!
After we cleaned up, I crashed, and slept for about 2 1/2 hours, and after that, went over to Ron's for taco night and to say goodbye before he left for San Diego. I hate losing such cool neighbors, and new friends, but that's all part of the cycle I guess.
That's about it here--the next thing on the list to celebrate---2 year anniversary!
Our whole house was in disarray--but now, we're back to normal, and I feel a lot better now. In fact, I just made use of our kitchen and baked two apple pies, how industrious.
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