fajrdrako | December already... (Reply)

A cold, cold day. The snow squeaked underfoot. The air was crisp and clear. It really was a beautiful day - but cold. (I looked it up: it is 6F or -16C right now.)

Morning: I woke up to a tap on my door. I could tell it was

maaboroshi's tap, wondered where my dressing gown was, decided to hell with it, and opened my door in my nightwear. She was confused. "I thought we arranged to meet here for breakfast at nine," she said.

"Is it morning yet?" I mumbled blearily.

She went away to leave me time to get dressed and make the breakfast for her and

maaseru that I had so rashly promised yesterday. Oatmeal. We all like oatmeal. I even went to buy cream for it at the corner store: the air was cold enough to really wake me up. Brrr.

After breakfast, housework. My carpet was littered with seeds and feathers. I'm not naming any names or casting blame or anything, but I keep hoping that budgies will be neat and tidy birds. (Hasn't happened yet.)

At noon: lunch with the Vicky and Marion at Sushi Kan. I love that place. Sadly, though, they don't have my favourite of their dishes, salmon sashimi, at lunchtime. Had I but known! I consoled myself with fried calimari, salmon sushi, eels on rice, and various kinds of tempura. Along with some incredibly delicious cooked vegetables.

We browsed in The Papery, and I got a 2008 agenda, the choice aided by recommendations from Marion and Vicky. They use Lett's. I found one that had a lovely font. Perfect for fitting in my purse. I love agendas: one can really only use one at a time, and I have a wonderful time picking out which one each year. Or sometimes I go without. But I'd rather have one. Does it make me more organized? Not at all. But it makes me feel more organized, which is satisfying.

Then we watched some of the Donald Strachey movie, Shock to the System.

Then Beulah came over and we watched The Sarah Jane Adventures, "Revenge of the Slitheen", and The Mrs. Bradley Mysteries, "Laurels are Poison". In between: supper at the Green Door. It was a delightful double bill - two British stories of quite different styles, but both with characters we love.

Then, the Apaplexy collation. I wantonly ate potato chips, and enjoyed chatting with everyone.