No more sick Buffistas!! I hope everyone's feeling better very soon.
Dad took me out to dinner tonight for my birthday. We went to a great place in Northbrook called Prairie Grass Cafe--very yummy! Dad had shortribs and he said afterwards he really wanted the recipe, they were so good. I had shepherds pie that was loaded with really tender beef, chard, and parsnips, covered in au gratin potato crust. Nomnomnom. And, since it was a birthday meal, I couldn't pass up the lemon chiffon pie. Oh, soooo good!
Back to the diet tomorrow! Dad gave me a check for my present, and I told him I'd put it towards an exercise bike (I've been prowling Craigslist to find one). His ears perked up and he offered me his exercise bike that he hasn't used in a while--he bought it a few years ago when he had his knee replaced, but he now works out at the gym and the bike just sits in the basement. So, yay, free bike!! We're going to try and fit it in the back of my Civic on Easter. If that doesn't work, Dad can bring it up in his truck.
Poor sick and hurting friends.
That sounds like a lovely dinner and time with your dad, Kathy.
Great dinner, kathy and a bike -- very cool.
Damn. Nicholas Hughes, Sylvia Plath’s son commits suicide
The son of the poets Ted Hughes and Sylvia Plath has taken his own life, 46 years after his mother gassed herself while he slept.
Nicholas Hughes hanged himself at his home in Alaska after battling against depression for some time, his sister Frieda said yesterday.
He was 47, unmarried with no children of his own and had until recently been a professor of fisheries and ocean sciences at the University of Alaska Fairbanks.
Dr Hughes’s death adds a further tragic chapter to a family history that has been raked over with morbid fascination for two generations.
Oh, yikes. I'm trying to think of a family with a weirder triangle of dynsfunction.
Not weirder, but just as dysfunctional were the Hemingways.
Damn. Nicholas Hughes, Sylvia Plath’s son commits suicide
Fuck! Poor Ted Hughes.
(Not only did Sylvia commit suicide, but his lover afterwards committed suicide and killed their child with her.)
Ted Hughes is already dead, David. Died in 1998, I think. Right after
Birthday Letters
came out.
Ted Hughes is already dead, David. Died in 1998, I think. Right after Birthday Letters came out.
Sheesh. Thank goodness?
Still, what a sad legacy.
