I wish I'd brought my camera...
...although I don't know what exactly I would have taken pictures of. I often hope that a camera can capture all the fun I'm having in a day. Jim reminds me that cameras don't capture reality, reality's not an f-stop and a shutter speed. Anyway, I won't make that mistake again, I shoulda had my camera.
I had a great day with "the girls" yesterday. Can you believe it, I actually LET myself have some fun! C-Vo and Ray-Ray (forgive the monikers ladies, I'm not good at this yet) came over for breakfast around 9. I roasted bacon and pretended to cook eggs--I mangaged a decent fried egg. They liked my toast, from my fabulous Rustic Italian Bread I'd baked the day before. Mmm, toast.
I got the scoop on Unavailable Boy from C-Vo and Ray-Ray. I'm always sad to hear about folks who are just unwilling to take emotional risks, small or large. What's that thing about getting through life with a half-mangled body and a scarred heart, being a sign of a life well-lived? It's way more poetic than that, but you get the idea. Anyway, UB seems like a nice person and has social skills, but they don't seem to translate to the one-on-one relationships. Like he's been really burned somehow--or never has--and is afraid to find out what it's like, or if it's different this time.
Feh, on with fun. To the Farmers Market we went, to shuffle around the square with the masses. Mostly talking and laughing ensued--ooh, and a three-way with a cookie from Teddywedgers. Great cookies, guys. I finally noticed how the market smells--I smelled a lot of peppers yesterday. We walked over to Monona Terrace and checked out the beautiful view from there (bridal party not so much included). More talking and laughing. Walked inside the capitol building (ooh Lisa will kill me, is that the one time you capitalize Capitol? Ah, no, that's in D.C.), did a water exchange.
Tired of waiting patiently for the Taste of Madison to open, we went into the Old Fashioned for a standing beer at the bar. RR had a bloody mary and I ended up eating the pickled brussels sprout, yum. No, really! I had a fine Lake Louie porter, and C-Vo put the pickle from the bloody mary in her Sprite. She was smart enough to have a camera for that one. Afterwards we wandered around some more, tasted some of Hook's fabulous cheeses, and then lounged on the grass till 2:30.
We'd centered on our targets: Lombardino's, Sa Bai Thong, and David's Jamaican. When we finally saw people munching on things, and smelling the beautiful fragrances ("Pancreas!" see previous post) of various everythings cooking, we made our move. We were wise and got one of everything--Panini, Calamari, and Eggplant strips. I was still scarfing panini when they went to SBT for the squash curry and the shrimp pouches. Yummm on both counts. Then three types of jerk from David's, Pork, Chicken, and Tofu. I was surprised the tofu was so good. The pork was decadent and all creamy and falling apart. That last stop did us in, we were in serious food coma afterwards. We headed home after that and there's not much to report from there.
I think I remembered that guy's name, I believe it's Kevin. But what was his last name?! That came to me at about 10 p.m. last night, weird.
Anyway, it was a great day with the girls. It was fun to have it just feel effortless to get along with these great ladies, to laugh and talk and talk and laugh. I probably embarrassed myself on more than one occasion, but for once I wasn't too self-conscious about it. I don't have enough girlfriends, at least not many that live close to me--I can fly south or drive north. I like these chicks, they're just fun, and I'll be treasuring this day for a long while.
I had a great day with "the girls" yesterday. Can you believe it, I actually LET myself have some fun! C-Vo and Ray-Ray (forgive the monikers ladies, I'm not good at this yet) came over for breakfast around 9. I roasted bacon and pretended to cook eggs--I mangaged a decent fried egg. They liked my toast, from my fabulous Rustic Italian Bread I'd baked the day before. Mmm, toast.
I got the scoop on Unavailable Boy from C-Vo and Ray-Ray. I'm always sad to hear about folks who are just unwilling to take emotional risks, small or large. What's that thing about getting through life with a half-mangled body and a scarred heart, being a sign of a life well-lived? It's way more poetic than that, but you get the idea. Anyway, UB seems like a nice person and has social skills, but they don't seem to translate to the one-on-one relationships. Like he's been really burned somehow--or never has--and is afraid to find out what it's like, or if it's different this time.
Feh, on with fun. To the Farmers Market we went, to shuffle around the square with the masses. Mostly talking and laughing ensued--ooh, and a three-way with a cookie from Teddywedgers. Great cookies, guys. I finally noticed how the market smells--I smelled a lot of peppers yesterday. We walked over to Monona Terrace and checked out the beautiful view from there (bridal party not so much included). More talking and laughing. Walked inside the capitol building (ooh Lisa will kill me, is that the one time you capitalize Capitol? Ah, no, that's in D.C.), did a water exchange.
Tired of waiting patiently for the Taste of Madison to open, we went into the Old Fashioned for a standing beer at the bar. RR had a bloody mary and I ended up eating the pickled brussels sprout, yum. No, really! I had a fine Lake Louie porter, and C-Vo put the pickle from the bloody mary in her Sprite. She was smart enough to have a camera for that one. Afterwards we wandered around some more, tasted some of Hook's fabulous cheeses, and then lounged on the grass till 2:30.
We'd centered on our targets: Lombardino's, Sa Bai Thong, and David's Jamaican. When we finally saw people munching on things, and smelling the beautiful fragrances ("Pancreas!" see previous post) of various everythings cooking, we made our move. We were wise and got one of everything--Panini, Calamari, and Eggplant strips. I was still scarfing panini when they went to SBT for the squash curry and the shrimp pouches. Yummm on both counts. Then three types of jerk from David's, Pork, Chicken, and Tofu. I was surprised the tofu was so good. The pork was decadent and all creamy and falling apart. That last stop did us in, we were in serious food coma afterwards. We headed home after that and there's not much to report from there.
I think I remembered that guy's name, I believe it's Kevin. But what was his last name?! That came to me at about 10 p.m. last night, weird.
Anyway, it was a great day with the girls. It was fun to have it just feel effortless to get along with these great ladies, to laugh and talk and talk and laugh. I probably embarrassed myself on more than one occasion, but for once I wasn't too self-conscious about it. I don't have enough girlfriends, at least not many that live close to me--I can fly south or drive north. I like these chicks, they're just fun, and I'll be treasuring this day for a long while.
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