Days come and go
Dec. 19th, 2011 05:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroseroseWandered down the hill to work listening to Simple Things
today. It's been a Zero 7 kind of a day; quiet, recuperative, waiting; the calm before the storm. (Though whether I still feel that way after Zumba tonight remains to be seen.)
The party (and the egg nog) was a smash. The latter surprised me a bit; I'd always thought of egg nog as something you drank because it was traditional rather than any great desire to do so, and this particular recipe came out so rich I doubted anyone would want more than a bit. And yet more than a gallon of it disappeared, which (especially considering that probably a third of the guests were nondrinkers) I suppose demonstrates otherwise pretty decisively. And in all fairness, it was pretty tasty. Next year I'm definitely going to try making it earlier so it can age longer.
I'm also going to try to resurrect the movie-night thing I had going in Juneau; more than one person expressed the desire to come back to worship at our Altar to Entertainment. So that'll be another way to work on the "be more social" goal.
In theory, assuming his truck doesn't break down again, my brother will be arriving sometime late tonight. I'm a little apprehensive about his visiting - it's been most of a decade since we saw each other last, and our relationship in that period has been rocky at best. But I'm going to try my best to be a gracious host, and maybe see if we can build a foundation of mutual respect. Because he is my brother, and I do care about him, even if we clash from time to time.
It snowed last night - not a light dusting, but real, thick, fluffy, Alaska-style snow. Most of it's melted by now, but I got some lovely pictures this morning, which I'll have to post up sometime in the next few days, along with the pictures of the cards I made everyone. Ah, good intentions...at least the holiday makes for a deadline of sorts.
I seem to have a real streak going for creativity-enabling gifts going. This year I have it on good authority I'm getting a sewing machine and a serger, so I can start making clothes again (or even just sewing trim onto cards). And I'm already getting frustrated enough with the limitations of my point-and-shoot camera that I may be angling for the Costco pack of the Canon Rebel for my birthday. (Give credit where it's due, Brian totally called this one, and he was totally right, despite my protestations that all I wanted was something uncomplicated and easy to use. Stupid perfectionism rearing its head; I don't like posting crappy photos.)
Christmas is less than a week away. Sheesh, when did that happen?
today. It's been a Zero 7 kind of a day; quiet, recuperative, waiting; the calm before the storm. (Though whether I still feel that way after Zumba tonight remains to be seen.)The party (and the egg nog) was a smash. The latter surprised me a bit; I'd always thought of egg nog as something you drank because it was traditional rather than any great desire to do so, and this particular recipe came out so rich I doubted anyone would want more than a bit. And yet more than a gallon of it disappeared, which (especially considering that probably a third of the guests were nondrinkers) I suppose demonstrates otherwise pretty decisively. And in all fairness, it was pretty tasty. Next year I'm definitely going to try making it earlier so it can age longer.
I'm also going to try to resurrect the movie-night thing I had going in Juneau; more than one person expressed the desire to come back to worship at our Altar to Entertainment. So that'll be another way to work on the "be more social" goal.
In theory, assuming his truck doesn't break down again, my brother will be arriving sometime late tonight. I'm a little apprehensive about his visiting - it's been most of a decade since we saw each other last, and our relationship in that period has been rocky at best. But I'm going to try my best to be a gracious host, and maybe see if we can build a foundation of mutual respect. Because he is my brother, and I do care about him, even if we clash from time to time.
It snowed last night - not a light dusting, but real, thick, fluffy, Alaska-style snow. Most of it's melted by now, but I got some lovely pictures this morning, which I'll have to post up sometime in the next few days, along with the pictures of the cards I made everyone. Ah, good intentions...at least the holiday makes for a deadline of sorts.
I seem to have a real streak going for creativity-enabling gifts going. This year I have it on good authority I'm getting a sewing machine and a serger, so I can start making clothes again (or even just sewing trim onto cards). And I'm already getting frustrated enough with the limitations of my point-and-shoot camera that I may be angling for the Costco pack of the Canon Rebel for my birthday. (Give credit where it's due, Brian totally called this one, and he was totally right, despite my protestations that all I wanted was something uncomplicated and easy to use. Stupid perfectionism rearing its head; I don't like posting crappy photos.)
Christmas is less than a week away. Sheesh, when did that happen?
