Happy Canada Day!
Jul. 1st, 2002 08:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magidAlso, Happy July.
It was a busy weekend; I can't quite believe I'm in the office already.
Friday night I had friends over for Shabbat dinner: the last time Tigerbright and Teddywolf would be quite so local (before their move), and another (non-LJ) friend, an inventor and bike geek. He arrived showing off the new red and blue LED light he'd designed, which was cool. It was a low-key dinner, easy chatting with people known well. We played a round of Aquarius after dessert, then grace after meals, and people headed home.
The menu: challah (which came out really nicely; the texture was better this week), grape juice, slices of seedless cuke with wasabi ginger dressing, meat knishes, then turkey baked with a cran-orange-ginger-mustard thing I'd made up on it, roasted slices of golden potatoes, a salad, and some mixed sauteed veggies. For dessert, fresh grapes, some chocolates, and a choice of four sorbets (lemon, mango tangerine, passion fruit, chocolate). Oh, and there was some minty lemonade, too.
I slept in Shabbat morning, exhausted from the cooking and everything else I'd managed to do Friday, and how late I'd stayed up. Reread a couple of books, ate leftovers, a quiet day.
Despite that, I didn't get up as early as planned yesterday, so I was later than I'd said I'd be to help Tigerbright and Teddywolf move boxes to their new place. I made a couple of trips back and forth with a full car, bringing stuff up to their new place, which is Queue and Hrafn's old place; it's disconcerting to see it filling up with other stuff. All morning long, there were cars honking and people shouting: Brazil had won the World Cup. I hadn't realized how many Brazilians live in the area! People had huge flags tied to their cars, or soccer jerseys, or green and yellow balloons, or other green and yellow stuff: one person was waving a green and yellow flip-flop out the window (!). Quite impressive (and loud).
I managed a fourth carload, having decided it was my last before I realized it was the last of the packed stuff. I unloaded quickly, then decided it was time to go home, get a shower and some breakfast, relax.
However, things were not to be that way. I tried to start the car, and not a thing happened. I tried a couple of times. Nothing. This was bizarre; I'd just been driving the car, it had been fine. Feh. Luckily Ceo was there, and helped me. He jumpstarted my car, and I headed home, hoping I would make it, though the car was running far more quietly than usual. It didn't. I made it as far as the off-ramp off Route 28 heading into Union Square, and that was it. I called AAA, and Queue came to sit with me while I waited, then followed to give me a ride to the Boggle tournament after. So much for a shower and cooked food...
So, sweaty and hungry and with a touch of sun, I showed up and became Devourer of Potato Chips (not to mention Gulper of Water). The tournament was at ZZBottom's, and was a lot of fun. There were 10 rounds with three games of three people each (with one person sitting out each round), and despite a supposedly random way of distributing players, I played most games with Hrafn, only one with Queue and Treacle_Well, and none at all with Cthulhia :-(. I was glad to see people I hadn't seen in a while, too. And I met some new people, including someone who is the housemate of some old college friends... small world. I made it into the final round of the top four players, then managed not to be fourth on any of those four rounds, so pulled out a win. All hail the Boggle Queen! Yeah, right. I still can't beat Queue in one-on-one Boggle more than perhaps 35-40% of the time... Thanks to him for organizing the tournament in the first place.
A bunch of us went to JP Licks, down the street. I got some butter pecan ice cream and a cinnamon croissant; so much for healthy eating. We sat in booths by the window, and ZZBottom and Cthulhia entertained us all by entertaining the cute kids running around outside :-).
This morning it was awfully hard to get up and get moving. I called the car place, and they're looking at it (I realized I had been so muzzy-headed yesterday that I'd left the car with the tow guy taking it off the truck, with the keys in it. Stupid. Though I suppose no one could make off with it without a tow truck themselves...). I hope it will end up being something simple they can (a) fix today and (b) not cost an arm and a leg.
It was a busy weekend; I can't quite believe I'm in the office already.
Friday night I had friends over for Shabbat dinner: the last time Tigerbright and Teddywolf would be quite so local (before their move), and another (non-LJ) friend, an inventor and bike geek. He arrived showing off the new red and blue LED light he'd designed, which was cool. It was a low-key dinner, easy chatting with people known well. We played a round of Aquarius after dessert, then grace after meals, and people headed home.
The menu: challah (which came out really nicely; the texture was better this week), grape juice, slices of seedless cuke with wasabi ginger dressing, meat knishes, then turkey baked with a cran-orange-ginger-mustard thing I'd made up on it, roasted slices of golden potatoes, a salad, and some mixed sauteed veggies. For dessert, fresh grapes, some chocolates, and a choice of four sorbets (lemon, mango tangerine, passion fruit, chocolate). Oh, and there was some minty lemonade, too.
I slept in Shabbat morning, exhausted from the cooking and everything else I'd managed to do Friday, and how late I'd stayed up. Reread a couple of books, ate leftovers, a quiet day.
Despite that, I didn't get up as early as planned yesterday, so I was later than I'd said I'd be to help Tigerbright and Teddywolf move boxes to their new place. I made a couple of trips back and forth with a full car, bringing stuff up to their new place, which is Queue and Hrafn's old place; it's disconcerting to see it filling up with other stuff. All morning long, there were cars honking and people shouting: Brazil had won the World Cup. I hadn't realized how many Brazilians live in the area! People had huge flags tied to their cars, or soccer jerseys, or green and yellow balloons, or other green and yellow stuff: one person was waving a green and yellow flip-flop out the window (!). Quite impressive (and loud).
I managed a fourth carload, having decided it was my last before I realized it was the last of the packed stuff. I unloaded quickly, then decided it was time to go home, get a shower and some breakfast, relax.
However, things were not to be that way. I tried to start the car, and not a thing happened. I tried a couple of times. Nothing. This was bizarre; I'd just been driving the car, it had been fine. Feh. Luckily Ceo was there, and helped me. He jumpstarted my car, and I headed home, hoping I would make it, though the car was running far more quietly than usual. It didn't. I made it as far as the off-ramp off Route 28 heading into Union Square, and that was it. I called AAA, and Queue came to sit with me while I waited, then followed to give me a ride to the Boggle tournament after. So much for a shower and cooked food...
So, sweaty and hungry and with a touch of sun, I showed up and became Devourer of Potato Chips (not to mention Gulper of Water). The tournament was at ZZBottom's, and was a lot of fun. There were 10 rounds with three games of three people each (with one person sitting out each round), and despite a supposedly random way of distributing players, I played most games with Hrafn, only one with Queue and Treacle_Well, and none at all with Cthulhia :-(. I was glad to see people I hadn't seen in a while, too. And I met some new people, including someone who is the housemate of some old college friends... small world. I made it into the final round of the top four players, then managed not to be fourth on any of those four rounds, so pulled out a win. All hail the Boggle Queen! Yeah, right. I still can't beat Queue in one-on-one Boggle more than perhaps 35-40% of the time... Thanks to him for organizing the tournament in the first place.
A bunch of us went to JP Licks, down the street. I got some butter pecan ice cream and a cinnamon croissant; so much for healthy eating. We sat in booths by the window, and ZZBottom and Cthulhia entertained us all by entertaining the cute kids running around outside :-).
This morning it was awfully hard to get up and get moving. I called the car place, and they're looking at it (I realized I had been so muzzy-headed yesterday that I'd left the car with the tow guy taking it off the truck, with the keys in it. Stupid. Though I suppose no one could make off with it without a tow truck themselves...). I hope it will end up being something simple they can (a) fix today and (b) not cost an arm and a leg.