My parents are out late, for them. I've been calling since 5, my time. I'd worry, except... they are my parents. They do sometimes stay out until * gasp* 9 their time...

Guests for dinner tonight - beef lovers. So I made a Texas hippie pot roast. (No actual hippies were harmed.)

Brown some chuck for a couple minutes -raw inside brown outside to seal in juices. Slow cook it with carrots, onions, celery spice with Salsa, a little ketchup, soy sauce, honey, wine, salt, garlic, pepper, bay leaves and a little chicken broth. Slow cook on high for three hours. The celery and onions will make their own liquid so that it ends up a soup. Add bulgar at 2 1/2 hours, so that it can absorb the broth. Stir well before serving.

I am home from my coworker's wedding. I have never been to a wedding in town before! It was fine, but mostly I'm excited I took the subway home and was still home by 10.

ION, it is incredibly fucking hot and humid. I am super glad I did not take out my a/c like I was planning to.

This turned into a great weekend. Yesterday we had dance class. Isaac decided to take it too (my little gender bender), so we had two classes in one day. And then fancy dinner out SANS kids. And today we went to a picnic/reunion for my old alternative school. Saw lots of old friends that I had fallen out of touch with. It was even fun to see the people I didn't like way back when. None of the old crap mattered, everyone was glad to see everybody else. It was really nice.

I had a very fun weekend, spending lots of time with people (yay, extrovert weekend), but didn't do a couple things I was planning/hoping to (dance lesson, laundry, farmer's market for flowers), so that's sad. But yay, time iwth people!

I had a nice day today, meeting up with friends for lunch halfway between here and DC. Woke up with a raging headache, but two Excedrin, another hour and a half of sleep + a large iced latte on the way to lunch killed it. Then I came home, cleaned the kitchen and ran up to my sister's (in a car, not on my legs). Best part? I have the next three days off. Er, mostly.

That sounds delicious, Typo. I love pot roast.

We went to the Solano Stroll (The Oldest Street Fair In the East Bay (tm)) today and watched Emmett's team walk in the parade. It was gratifying to hear the people who knew what their banners signified shouting encouragement to them. (Hey! State champs! Woo! etc.)

Matilda liked the horses in the parade and had an hour of fun at the set up outside the toy store with all the Brio trains and doll houses. She's very easy going at playtime and was shocked (Shocked!) at the breach of protocol by some pushy-grabby toddlers. She gave them total "WTF!?" looks as if they were the most egregious boors in an Austen novel.

Emmett did not give a shit about marching in the parade. I guess I can cross out "motivated by glory" on his personality profile. We had to yell at him to hold the banner.

He is motivated, however, by making Matilda laugh and did so regularly from the back seat. He has spent the rest of the day watching Freaks and Geeks on DVD.

I grew up on the Solano Stroll, lived about a mile away until I was 18. Once upon a time it was a night time event that was attended by just those in the neighborhood and then it grew and grew. In my teen years, I used to make and sell Cotton Candy for the Girl Scouts.

So glad y'all had fun. I'm pretty sure I know the store where Matilda was playing. Yay!

Why does my writing process always include 48 nervous breakdowns?