I took a half day off work last Friday and went up to my cousin’s, where I snapped sweet Annaliese (one of the herd of dackels my cousin has) right outa her funk (she had a false pregnancy and was moping about)! Annaliese LOVED my new perfume (Black Cashmere by Donna Karan, very incense-y) and rubbed herself all over where I’d sprayed it on my arm LOL!
Later that evening, we met up with Robin (who lives in Israel but was visiting her parents in the same town my cousin lives in) and her husband at Canoe; great company, great meal and I enjoyed meeting them both. Although I had my camera with me, it was dark in the restaurant, and there was another party that was annoyingly taking flash pictures, so I decided to not shoot any. Sorry!
Saturday, after a delish breakfast made with love (and not by me!), my cousin & I walked to a craft fair in the center of town where I bought a couple of earrings. But man, it was SO hot that the bottoms of my feet blistered…must’ve been the black flip flops that absorbed the heat! I left for home that afternoon.
Lovely tatting I saw at the craft fair
Michelle came over and went out for dinner with Dad & me (lobstah rolls! What did I have Friday night? Lobstah roll!). We dropped Dad off and did a bit of shopping, looking around for things for her new house and of course ending up at Barnes & Noble, where I bought a new book, The Story of Edgar Sawtelle.
Sunday, I made breakfast for Dad, then sat in the backyard, mowed, sat some more, mowed, started dinner in the crockpot (pulled pork-delish and simple recipe), read, mowed, etc., etc. It was a beautiful day!
Monday night, although technically not part of the weekend, but still fun, I met Krista at Kendall Square to see the movie Bottle Shock. She gave me two books as belated birthday gifts; one is a small journal to record what books I read inside, the other is a kid’s book called Johnny Boo Book 1: The Best Little Ghost In The World (he has a pet ghost named Squiggle)! It’s the cutest thing ever! Anyway, Bottle Shock chronicles the events leading up to the famous 1976 “Judgment of Paris” wine tastings; in a blind taste-testing held in France, the wines of California’s Napa Valley defeated the best the French had to offer. The story unfolds from the point of view of the father and son who own the vineyard whose wine proved victorious and of the British man (Alan Rickman) who owns a wine shop in Paris and who organized the tasting.
And that’s that!