Tuesday, October 24, 2006

on nostalgia and dog poo

because i walk my dog at 6:15 am, it's usually pretty damn dark (and these days, cold) out, so i cant really see where my feet are planting down when i walk. true to form, i stepped in dog poo this morning and did not realize it until i got to work and started looking around the office, sniffing, then realized that it was ME who stunk up the place.

sigh.

been in a funky mood the last two days (not a bad mood; just an odd one). attribute it to being nostalgic and reminiscing about places where i used to live.

for instance, yesterday i was telling Patty via IM about one time when i was litte, my grandmother and i were walking in the area where the Louvre is, and it was cold and rainy. we went into a patisserie which had little tables where patrons could sit, and we stopped and ordered some sweet french goodness. i dont remember what i had (it was probably a millefeuille because those were the bomb) but my grammy had a baba au rhum, which is basically a sponge cake soaked in rum. and i remember tasting it and saying, EWWW!

of course, now, i love the damn things. and they were my grammy's favorites, so whenever i think about them or see a recipe for them i instantly think of her and get sweetly nostalgic for carefree days of my childhood.

fall in general reminds me of living in paris. a lot of paris streets are lined with chestnut trees, and the chestnuts would fall and the outer prickly hulls would crack open to reveal the perfectly smooth oddly shaped pod. we'd collect these and have pocketfuls of them. i liked the way they felt when i stuck my hand in my pocket and rubbed my fingers over the smoothness of the outer shell. on the big avenues, vendors would take over a street corner with fires burning in barrels and roast chestnuts, which they'd sell in newspaper cones. i remember buying some with my brother and burning my hands on the shells, trying to pry out the smooshy innards of the hot chestnuts.

okay. now i'm completely nostalgic and there is nothing i can do about it, except drink my lukewarm coffee and hope that i can take the boy to france asap and show him how magical it really is.

Monday, October 16, 2006

on what i did this weekend

it's eerily quiet in the office today. normally there is some activity (not as much as later in the morning, but there is at least some noise), but today there is none.

maybe it's a holiday and i wasnt informed? i missed the memo?

taste of atlanta was fun, i got there early on saturday to help set up, then worked in the wolfgang puck express booth. later, the boy and i walked around sampling food, and MAN it was crowded. insane amounts of people. most of the restaurants were shlepping ribs of some kind; i guess it's because they are easy to serve; but after the fourth rib taste, i was done with ribs. and i am done with ribs for a long time.

saturday night, we had girls night out and 8 of us (including token gay boi justin) had dinner at taurus. we had the round table in front of the kitchen, which gave me a perfect view to spy on the kitchen and report details back to the boy (whenever we go out, we try to get a seat near the kitchen so that he can see what's going on). we had a really good time; i had duck (YUM) and a couple of glasses of wine. then we turned into a bunch of degenerates and the conversation on my side of the table got loud and graphic. patty, justin, and i discussed justin's possible candidates for rimming. Or actually i should say that patty and justin were discussing rimming in detail and i giggled a lot. i know we were being loud because we were getting That Look from other tables, but you know those people wanted to join in and give their two cents on whether or not they've stuck their tongue in someone's ass. you just know they did.

because i'm a dumbass and had already committed to volunteering my sunday at TOA, i didn't join them at Swinging Richards afterwards, but i dropped off a group of 4 of the degenerates. later, i had trouble sleeping, woke up in the middle of the night several times, and before my alarm rang i decided that TOA was out of the question because my vertigo was back from not having slept all night (YES PATTY I DIDN'T GO). so i ought to have caved in to katherine and patty's pleadings to stay at Swingin' Richards, because i just know that they had a good time; they were already pretty riled up and cantankerous when i dropped them off.

so instead of TOA, i caught up on some much needed chores to be done around the house, finished an entire knitting project i started when we moved here, ran an errand, went grocery shopping with the boy at 9 am (nobody was at the store. it was FABULOUS), started the focaccia for tonight's last wine class, and began shopping for stuff for patty's birthday present. i have to make/get something extra special for patty's birthday because she gave me the most wonderful gift ever for mine. and i have to start it now because we're moving soon (2 1/2 weeks!) and otherwise i'd forget about it until thanksgiving, and ya know, that wouldn't be good. at all.

the boy made dinner last night, pork tenderloin stuffed with an apple-sausage-cornbread concoction which tasted just like fall. it was wonderful. we watched Jaws and i went to bed early.