What I did last night

Last night, my friend Tim invited me (along with my other friends, Glen, Ben and Steve) to go out to a Jazz Bar/Restaurant called The Red Bar. I got blackened grouper with cheese grits. It was tasty:

After our meal, we sat in on the night's last set for The Red Bar Band:



It was great... really fun. I sat in that chair you can see up in front of the drum kit and next to the keyboard.

Also, on the way home the boys taught me a new game called "Copy and Paste." Basically, you wait until your friend says something innocuous that in another context could be embarrassing, and then you say COPY. Then, whenever you say "PASTE" he has to say his most-recently-copied phrase, regardless of what's going on at the moment. Hilarity ensues.

All in all, a really fun, enjoyable night out with the boys.

Here's what I made for dinner tonight

This salmon with fresh green beans from our garden, yellow peppers and dill pistou. Made some wild rice to go along with it. Then we went to Burgerville and had some fresh blackberry milkshakes for dessert.

All the adults present seemed to like the meal. Z refused to eat and went to bed hungry. A said she wanted this meal every night, but without the green beans.

Ziggy Piggy Ziggy Piggy

Tonight we had yet another gourmet dinner, only this time Krista and Shasta made it: risotto! Mmmmm. It was great.

We followed up by watching this movie about a girl who is cursed to have a pig nose (and ears) until someone "of her own kind" makes a lifelong commitment to love her. Her own kind is upper class humanity. I'd heard mediocre reviews of the movie, but actually it was charming, fun and quirky. I thought it was good. Afterward I told the ladies a couple of ways I would have tweaked the ending to make it even better and they told me that I was insane. But that is just the cost of being a genius, you know, so I just broke a wine glass on the floor and shouted YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND ME NEVER NEVER! and went to my room and wrote "I love me just the way I am" in my Hurt Journal about thirty thousand times.

The movie is called Penelope, and I can recommend it heartily. I think you will like it just fine. It's a tragedy about a girl mistakenly held captive on a farm for years and years. Wait, no, it's a quirky romantic comedy. No farms are in this movie.

a picture of the future (I hope)

Tonight I made dinner for the kids early, while Krista was at her exercise class. They decided they wanted to sit outside and eat, and as I worked in the kitchen I looked out and saw the two of them sitting sweetly together and chatting amiably about their day and life and pizza and I'm sure whatever came to their minds. It was so cute, I had to take a quick picture. I know there will be days (or decades) where this isn't the case, but I sincerely hope they grow up loving each other and being close friends who can sit out on the porch on a beautiful summer night and eat a meal together and talk about life.

Our Homemade Pizza

Here's a picture of the pizza I made for me and Krista last night. Krista made the dough. There's kalamata olives, squash and three kinds of tomatoes from the garden. I have to admit that it was tasty. The real question is, Why don't you ever come to our house for dinner? Well? Why not?

A Very Special Homecoming

We knew that everyone missed us last week while we were in Turkey. Even the neighborhood cat!

That cute little bundle of fur brought us a welcome home gift. It was a mouse sans head. As I'm sure you know, this is cat-speak for, "I love you so much that I have killed something in your honor and only eaten part of it."

Luckily, my mom made us dinner so we didn't have to partake of the feline generosity left beside our porch.

And, as if in our honor, last night's episode of LOST was quite good.