Bored Now...Blogging
Yep, just a little prevarication before I get to my practicing this morning. Lack of class-going makes me a bit lazy.
Cool day today, though. Hair color at 11 (oh yes, and you thought it was my natural sorta-red color--not so much), the grays are getting the better of me. Plus there's that whole dried-out old color feeling to my hair right now. I don't know if or how I'll ever wean myself from this luxury. Chiropractic whacking at 2 something. And then our last rehearsal at 6--well, the last before the dress on Thursday. I'm sad it's almost done already.
Ugh, which reminds me of the fabulous choir party we went to on Sunday. And of the painful hangover which resulted from said party. Four beers, plus a gin when I got home. Those last drinks always seem like such a great idea at the time, why don't I LEARN? I will look through the photos Jim took with my little camera, see if there are any worth posting. It was a blast--potluck and drinking. I made two batches of this insane cheddar and parmesan cheese bread, served it up with ham. The bread had a little kick of cayenne and black pepper too. (It made great croutons last night for a salad.) There was also some "rehearsing" at this choir party. Just try singing Bach musically, but with ill-pronounced German. It's hard! Or, for that matter, singing quick Russian tongue-twisters when you're three beers in. I hope that "rehearsing" didn't adversely affect our performance, all the work we've done thus far! It was way fun, though, lots of laughing.
So, for Hangover Monday, I spent most of the day in bed reading tons of the new Harry Potter. I'm to about page 387 now, I think. I also made a loaf of our favorite Italian Bread, and I vacuumed and cleaned some windows, lest you think I am naught but a layabout.
I thought I'd run out of material, but I remembered that last Thursday we went to the ElDorado Grill on Willy Street. Very yummy. I had the chicken fried steak, just to see how it compares with the rendition we do. I think it whooped ours. They used tenderloin instead of our gnarly cube steak, and served it up with mashed potatoes and these gorgeoud little corn-pancake thingies. I must conquer those.
A very nice time, although it was our last meal for a time with Sparky and Expat, who have moved far south for jobs in academia. No offense guys, but sometimes that's an oxymoron? But we'll miss them. I took some photos there too, which I should post.
I'm getting excited about the second weekend in August, Great Taste of Madison beer fest thingy. Even though I have no business round any more beer for a bit. But Bell's will be in a local pub with 18 taps, I am so there. I am hoping to get our friend to come out with us, she's not much of a beer drinker. Hoping to change that. Not sure about the actual fest in the park, that sounds like a recipe for hot beer drinking. I do want to see it sometime. I must plug Beer Advocate.
Okay, whether I've run out of things to say or not, I gotta get moving toward that machine. Photos later, if they're worth it. Talk atcha soon.
Cool day today, though. Hair color at 11 (oh yes, and you thought it was my natural sorta-red color--not so much), the grays are getting the better of me. Plus there's that whole dried-out old color feeling to my hair right now. I don't know if or how I'll ever wean myself from this luxury. Chiropractic whacking at 2 something. And then our last rehearsal at 6--well, the last before the dress on Thursday. I'm sad it's almost done already.
Ugh, which reminds me of the fabulous choir party we went to on Sunday. And of the painful hangover which resulted from said party. Four beers, plus a gin when I got home. Those last drinks always seem like such a great idea at the time, why don't I LEARN? I will look through the photos Jim took with my little camera, see if there are any worth posting. It was a blast--potluck and drinking. I made two batches of this insane cheddar and parmesan cheese bread, served it up with ham. The bread had a little kick of cayenne and black pepper too. (It made great croutons last night for a salad.) There was also some "rehearsing" at this choir party. Just try singing Bach musically, but with ill-pronounced German. It's hard! Or, for that matter, singing quick Russian tongue-twisters when you're three beers in. I hope that "rehearsing" didn't adversely affect our performance, all the work we've done thus far! It was way fun, though, lots of laughing.
So, for Hangover Monday, I spent most of the day in bed reading tons of the new Harry Potter. I'm to about page 387 now, I think. I also made a loaf of our favorite Italian Bread, and I vacuumed and cleaned some windows, lest you think I am naught but a layabout.
I thought I'd run out of material, but I remembered that last Thursday we went to the ElDorado Grill on Willy Street. Very yummy. I had the chicken fried steak, just to see how it compares with the rendition we do. I think it whooped ours. They used tenderloin instead of our gnarly cube steak, and served it up with mashed potatoes and these gorgeoud little corn-pancake thingies. I must conquer those.
A very nice time, although it was our last meal for a time with Sparky and Expat, who have moved far south for jobs in academia. No offense guys, but sometimes that's an oxymoron? But we'll miss them. I took some photos there too, which I should post.
I'm getting excited about the second weekend in August, Great Taste of Madison beer fest thingy. Even though I have no business round any more beer for a bit. But Bell's will be in a local pub with 18 taps, I am so there. I am hoping to get our friend to come out with us, she's not much of a beer drinker. Hoping to change that. Not sure about the actual fest in the park, that sounds like a recipe for hot beer drinking. I do want to see it sometime. I must plug Beer Advocate.
Okay, whether I've run out of things to say or not, I gotta get moving toward that machine. Photos later, if they're worth it. Talk atcha soon.
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