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Weekend, plus
Nov. 21st, 2005 02:35 pmIt was a good weekend. In the hour and a half before Shabbat, I made roasted cauliflower (6 or 7 heads all about the size of a baseball), roasted beets (a bunch of little ones, about golf ball sized), and a pot of pareve fish chowder. I don't know why I don't make chowder more often; it's yummy and quick (and even good cold, if you're really in the mood to have chowder and don't reheat liquids on Shabbat :-).
Shabbat afternoon I meandered through the Brickbottom Open Studios, finding many beautiful things I wouldn't mind owning. High on my list were watercolors by someone who lives in Wellesley, a wall-hanging/floor covering in wild colors (cleaning instructions: sponge stuff off), and some intense sepia and black ink pictures featuring birds and Yiddish. (I didn't take a map, due to Shabbat; if the artists are there next year, I think I'll be able to find them.) Also neat: seeing someone spinning variegated pink yarn; student gourd pictures; a 'computer in process' "screen" with the parallelograms in the bar below the message moving as a dowel rotated, powered by wires from a little locomotive chugging in place on a bicycle wheel. The down side: I tend to underestimate the museum feet that happen after a couple of hours, though.
Saturday evening I made it to the last night of Theatre@First's production of The Merry Wives of Windsor, which remains one of my more favorite comedies, principally for having a bunch of good female roles (and despite the apparently inevitable use of fairies at the end). It was a good show, given the limitations of the space (many poles impairing sight lines, seating all at one level, fairly low ceilings given the lighting needs of a show, etc). The worst part for me was the discovery at intermission that I was stuck to my chair (glued to the seat, as it were), and had to pull my (new, fancy, fuzzy) skirt off (leaving some fuzz behind); it's now got lots of chair marks on it. I hope it can be cleaned; I just got it, and at an outlet store (ie, not necessarily still available). Phooey. Other than the show itself, the best part of the evening was seeing people, having time to talk with people I hadn't seen in ages. Yay!
Sunday turned into a very useful about the house day, with many things brought to the basement, or put in recycling, or cleared, or cleaned. There's now proof that the floor runs the whole width of the bedroom :-). It's exciting to excavate so much at once, to get closer to what I'd like the place to be.
This morning I dashed up to the green line just in time to see the closed doors of a train... with most of a blue bag outside the doors. The handles were inside, held by the woman carrying the bag. Apparently the guy who's supposed to check the doors didn't see the bag, and the train went off with the bag still on the outside. Some of the green tunnels are airy, but some are closer; I don't know whether the bag would be hit or mangled. Plus, it's five stops until the doors on that side open again. I hope the woman was going at least as far as Kenmore. (What a way to start a Monday. Ugh.)
Now it's time to start the cooking for Thursday (given that I still have some groceries and supplies still to get). Tomorrow night I should get the last of what I need, and start with the longer-lasting things (cranberry relish, roastsing squash for pie, Asian slaw if I'm making it, cornbread if I'm making that). Wednesday will be the non-turkey baking (pie, an apple something, any stuffing not going into the bird), and Thursday will be bird day, plus whatever last-minute vegetables appealed (broccoli? green beans? salad veggies?). (I'm glad I was able to find a 12-lb bird, even though I'd wanted a smaller one; everything else was at least two pounds heavier, which I really don't need (or want; it's harder to get a huge bird fully cooked and not dried out).)
What use for old toilets? How about resurfacing nature trails? Apparently they're lighter enough that they're easier to see in the dark.
December 25 is a Sunday, and my employer is giving not only the Monday but the preceding Friday as well. I'm debating going away for Shabbat, just because I can. (Where? I don't know. Somewhere I wouldn't have to bring all my food with me, anyway.)
Shabbat afternoon I meandered through the Brickbottom Open Studios, finding many beautiful things I wouldn't mind owning. High on my list were watercolors by someone who lives in Wellesley, a wall-hanging/floor covering in wild colors (cleaning instructions: sponge stuff off), and some intense sepia and black ink pictures featuring birds and Yiddish. (I didn't take a map, due to Shabbat; if the artists are there next year, I think I'll be able to find them.) Also neat: seeing someone spinning variegated pink yarn; student gourd pictures; a 'computer in process' "screen" with the parallelograms in the bar below the message moving as a dowel rotated, powered by wires from a little locomotive chugging in place on a bicycle wheel. The down side: I tend to underestimate the museum feet that happen after a couple of hours, though.
Saturday evening I made it to the last night of Theatre@First's production of The Merry Wives of Windsor, which remains one of my more favorite comedies, principally for having a bunch of good female roles (and despite the apparently inevitable use of fairies at the end). It was a good show, given the limitations of the space (many poles impairing sight lines, seating all at one level, fairly low ceilings given the lighting needs of a show, etc). The worst part for me was the discovery at intermission that I was stuck to my chair (glued to the seat, as it were), and had to pull my (new, fancy, fuzzy) skirt off (leaving some fuzz behind); it's now got lots of chair marks on it. I hope it can be cleaned; I just got it, and at an outlet store (ie, not necessarily still available). Phooey. Other than the show itself, the best part of the evening was seeing people, having time to talk with people I hadn't seen in ages. Yay!
Sunday turned into a very useful about the house day, with many things brought to the basement, or put in recycling, or cleared, or cleaned. There's now proof that the floor runs the whole width of the bedroom :-). It's exciting to excavate so much at once, to get closer to what I'd like the place to be.
This morning I dashed up to the green line just in time to see the closed doors of a train... with most of a blue bag outside the doors. The handles were inside, held by the woman carrying the bag. Apparently the guy who's supposed to check the doors didn't see the bag, and the train went off with the bag still on the outside. Some of the green tunnels are airy, but some are closer; I don't know whether the bag would be hit or mangled. Plus, it's five stops until the doors on that side open again. I hope the woman was going at least as far as Kenmore. (What a way to start a Monday. Ugh.)
Now it's time to start the cooking for Thursday (given that I still have some groceries and supplies still to get). Tomorrow night I should get the last of what I need, and start with the longer-lasting things (cranberry relish, roastsing squash for pie, Asian slaw if I'm making it, cornbread if I'm making that). Wednesday will be the non-turkey baking (pie, an apple something, any stuffing not going into the bird), and Thursday will be bird day, plus whatever last-minute vegetables appealed (broccoli? green beans? salad veggies?). (I'm glad I was able to find a 12-lb bird, even though I'd wanted a smaller one; everything else was at least two pounds heavier, which I really don't need (or want; it's harder to get a huge bird fully cooked and not dried out).)
What use for old toilets? How about resurfacing nature trails? Apparently they're lighter enough that they're easier to see in the dark.
December 25 is a Sunday, and my employer is giving not only the Monday but the preceding Friday as well. I'm debating going away for Shabbat, just because I can. (Where? I don't know. Somewhere I wouldn't have to bring all my food with me, anyway.)