tLD woke up a little early this morning, and I'm letting touchstone
have an extra hour of sleep. As such, I have a few minutes while tLD practices her cruising skills to update. Right now she's hanging on to the bookshelf with a very pleased look on her face.
Friday evening, although full of missteps and barely made connections turned out remarkably well. It would have been better for the presence of sulleniguana
, but he was home with a sleeping baby. Still, we got to see luckyphooka
along with the coon, so it remained a good evening for lazy socializing.
Yesterday morning was a massage that clearly worked out something nasty from my shoulders as I had a lingering hangover-like headache for much of the morning. This morning, however, my shoulders feel fantastic -- a delightful feeling for a change. Then last night we took kingfrog
and SweetiePie out to Canoe
for their (only slightly late) Christmas present. Dinner was delightful. I had pheasant for the first time (which tasted only slightly like chicken), but what I really enjoyed was the cheese-tray appetizer. Oh and dessert. Bread pudding is one of my favorite comfort foods, and this one was very tasty. (Although I could have eaten an entire bowlful of touchstone
's Guinness ice cream.)
(Side comment for the Hobbit: they gave me a black napkin as well. As far as we can determine, it's based on dark-colored slacks (not jeans or anything similiar) so that you don't wind up with white lint on dark pants. Guys are apparently uninterested in the whole Lint Disaster and are thus exempt from the rule. I will report more on this theory as finances and time allow.)
I was puzzled by one thing. A nearby table of at least twelve had several men (older than I am) wearing baseball caps. Hats. In a restaurant. While I'll grudgingly allow that for some place like McDonald's this is passable, why would you wear a hat to a sit-down restaurant -- much less a really nice restaurant? I shake a fist. Next thing you know, everyone will be wearing white shoes before Easter and civilization as we know it will collapse.