Day of Rest. Ha.
I got up yesterday at 6am because I had to go help out with the PTA Pumpkin Patch before retrieving The Child to go to church so I could deliver the homily for the youth liturgy and then come home and work on the school phone directory which is going out this week. If it hadn't been for the absolute autumnal perfection of the weather, an afternoon glass of vin rouge with The Neighbor (who is finally done gallivanting), meatloaf for dinner and "Brothers and Sisters", I might have found the day a bit too too.
All those things I wanted to get done last week got done and so now I can focus my energies on more exciting things, like writing projects and the upcoming Autumnal Feast. I came up with a menu last night. Have to run it by The Spouse before executing the plan but it is, in my humble estimation, killer.
The Spouse finished a rough cut assembly of the movie. It looks pretty darned good. Once the rough bits are smoothed out and Buck's orchestration gets laid down, I think it will be a fine little film. If you are dying of curiosity, you can g o look at some stills from the movie over at The Spouse's blog.
The Child is home with a stomach thing that has been going around. Blast. Blast about the stomach thing, not so much the her staying home thing. I'm making her stay in bed so it's not like she's in my way or anything.
That is all.
All those things I wanted to get done last week got done and so now I can focus my energies on more exciting things, like writing projects and the upcoming Autumnal Feast. I came up with a menu last night. Have to run it by The Spouse before executing the plan but it is, in my humble estimation, killer.
The Spouse finished a rough cut assembly of the movie. It looks pretty darned good. Once the rough bits are smoothed out and Buck's orchestration gets laid down, I think it will be a fine little film. If you are dying of curiosity, you can g o look at some stills from the movie over at The Spouse's blog.
The Child is home with a stomach thing that has been going around. Blast. Blast about the stomach thing, not so much the her staying home thing. I'm making her stay in bed so it's not like she's in my way or anything.
That is all.
Labels: assorted things, feasts, making movies, red red wine, The Neighbor, Uncle Buck
cobbled together by Moi at 7:29 AM
7 Comments:
I love that phrase, "too too." I just adore it.
That's because you're too utterly too too.
I love the Autumnal feast, even though I've never eaten it.
I look forward to the pictures every year, of the food and the guests. (subtle hint, subtle hint)
I think it would be really sad if you're immediate reaction to The Child staying home was one of blastedness. Also, I love the phrase 'Autumnal Feast'.
(not necessarily true...although not necessarily not true either. I'm just teasing Buckeroo on the too-too) HEY! That was fun!
I have had the stomach too too thing...not fun.
One day, my child, you must come and partake. Perhaps that should be your goal for next year. And there will be pictures. Promise.
There actually is a little bit of "blast" Hat, only because one has to ascertain whether or not said Child is faking. But in this case, both her father and I have had it so, you know, credibility.
It is so not too too, is it not, Rosie. Hope you're feeling better. Just occurred though...I may have lost some weight from it. That's always a plus.
"I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight." Oh, I so wish that were true...
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