I want to try hard root beer! It sounds delicious.
I competed twice! The first in "newcomer" which is basically for people who haven't competed before. Then in "sophisticated" which is for people of all levels, 35 and up. I made finals in newcomer, but since there were like 18 women and 11 men, almost all the guys made finals...and the one I had to dance with was AWFUL. I had a hard time keeping the look of "wtf" off my face while we danced. Sigh. So disappointing. (the next level, novice, is very popular and full of tough competitors). My dances in sophisticated were probably better, but definitely weren't better enough than most of the women there, I expect. Boo.
I'm sorry for your loss, flea.
Congrats for competing anyway, meara!
Go meara! Too bad you got a bum partner.
My egg poaching technique (note: the recipe says "Perfect" no "Foolproof") needs work. I think I might rely on sous vide for this one.
My kitchen sink decided to pull an exorcist move today so I had some unplanned cleaning to do. I sent an photo to my landlord and his response was, "Yuck." You think? I have removed everything from under the sink in preparation for a plumbing work tomorrow. I should probably shower tonight since I doubt anyone will give me any warning on what time the plumber will be here tomorrow.
And I've got a cold. *grump*
I'm sorry flea
No sign of fall here, but we are headed to Pacifica for the fog fest tomorrow. I hope it is a little cooler
I want to try hard root beer! It sounds delicious.
I got the same urge so I had some last week. It tastes just like regular root beer. Except for the kick.
For those of you who remember my friend Alicia, who came with me to the F2F in Pasadena in 2002-ish ...
... I just got home from her wedding. She found herself a marvellous fellow, and they are really quite extraordinarily happy together.
I'm usually quite teary at weddings, just as my mother was. I had my usual moments of getting a bit verklempt, but when Alicia wrapped her arms around me before we left, I had a sudden thought of, "I wish my mother had lived long enough to see this," and I couldn't say it out loud lest we both just start bawling.
She looked so beautiful, and so happy. And eight years ago she would have bet any amount of money you could name that this would never, ever happen.
Sometimes, love wins.
I remember Alicia! She was a lovely, fun person, and I'm both delighted for her and unsurprised that a marvelous fellow noticed how marvelous she herself is. Much joy and many many years of it to her and the fellow.
