I've been having a hard time making myself write here for the past week. By now there's no point trying to go back and recreate the whole week, so I'll just hit a few highlights.
On Tuesday night I hung out with Gina Norman. Gina and I knew each other in college, but had been out of touch for years until we ran into each other at a holiday party at Jason's. I got the tour of the absolutely amazing addition she'd put on her home, we had yummy Indian food (very very mild!) and spent most of the evening listening to cool music and doing crafty things. Specifically making home-made dressmaker dummies. This involves wearing a T-shirt you don't care about, and being wrapped with paper packaging tape that has been moistened with a sponge. The tape acts like papier mache, forming a you-shaped shell that is then cut up the back, slipped off and resealed with more tape.
Voila! Instant dressmaker's dummy. It's a tiny bit bigger than me; I guess it has to be, since it was wrapped around me. But the weird thing is, it really does look like me. I mean I recognize my shape in it. Kind of cool, kind of creepy. Of course the first thing we did was put our clothes on them. Which really made it look like me.
Unfortunately, I think I got the better end of the deal on this one, as Gina did a much better job with mine than I did with hers. We did her first and I over-wet the tape, causing it not to stick as well. Also I used the full width of the tape, which didn't fit so well around the curves. Gina had the idea of cutting it into narrower strips which worked much better. She spent some time patching hers up and I promised to help her make another one if this one doesn't hold up.
Gina suggested I should name mine "Rah-sa," my name sort of backwards. But I think its name is naturally Mini-Me. Even though it's not actually a mini-me, but rather a slightly-larger-me. Whatever! I'm still calling it Mini-Me.
Wednesday night was The Gleaners and I, which I've already written about. Thursday night I did nothing (yay!) and Friday night Sean and Pam came over. Which was really fun. We had dinner, then decided we were too tired and full to play mah jongg so we just hung out and talked. Which is getting to be a habit for us.
Saturday night was, well it was Valentine's Day, so none of your business. Okay, we went to Il Palio, the Siena Hotel restaurant. Really good, but too much food. I understand the value of seasonal menus, but didn't they ever hear that light food is better for romantic evenings? They gave every couple a long stemmed rose at the end of the evening. (I wonder if they also gave them to non-couples? I saw a group of 6 people at one table, but didn't see if they got roses.) It was kind of a weird and icky gender moment when the waitress brought it: "Sir, your bill. Madam, your flower."
An older couple at the next table actually took a cell phone call. Which annoyed me to no end (really loud ringer!) until I overheard (not trying to, but she talked as loud as her phone rang) that their son's wife had just given birth to twins. Okay, that's a good reason to keep the cell phone on. I felt like that was kinda bad luck for those twins though. I knew a girl when I was little who was born on Christmas Eve, and she could never have her birthday party on her actual birthday.
The other interesting thing is that I had a half glass of wine and really enjoyed it. I've spent so many years thinking of myself as a person who Does. Not. Like. Wine. So it's a bit of an adjustment to realize that I actually don't like bad wine. Which is pretty much all you get when you're the age when I decided that wine all tasted like rotten fruit. This was a pinot grigio and I liked it a lot. Did not taste the slightest bit like rotten fruit.
Now it's snowing. Luckily, I did the stocking up thing earlier in the week when it was supposed to snow before, so we have plenty of groceries and all the non-food supplies we need. Besides, we're only supposed to get an inch or two. I'm hoping we get enough that I can stay home from my HKB meeting tomorrow. Yes, I am a lazy bum.