We had a great weekend. Friday I ran out of work, got my hair done, ran to Duane Reade and (gasp!) bought pre-glued fake nails to slap over my grubby claws. They looked fabulous. I ran and met hubbyhubs, coworker, and coworker's girlfriend for dinner. We went to Bhukara Grill, which was delicious if a little bit expensive. Had a lovely time. From there we went to my cousin's 25th bday party at a bar in the meatpacking district, where we had a few drinks and ran into some people I hadn't seen in a while. Took a nice cab ride home and slept waaay late on Saturday morning. Went for a walk along the water, made pancakes from scratch (and scrambled eggs), wrote about 25 thank-you notes out on our balcony, while mosquitoes ate my legs mercilessly. Found some ground turkey in the freezer and made Turkey Paprikash a la Rachael Ray, which was right tasty if I do say so myself. I also made a big pot of yogurt (that's "leban" to my fellow Arabs), which, the next day, I put into a cheesecloth bag and strained to make lebneh. It was delicious and I am awesome.
Sunday we had a nice morning at church, followed by my favorite Sunday-afternoon activities of overeating, napping on the couch, writing another 20 thank-you notes (indoors, where the bugs couldn't bite), and watching TV. I printed out the circular from our local grocery store, sat down with my Rachael Ray 30-min meals cookbook, and planned our week's dinners around the sales. Gave hubbyhubs the circular with my circles on it, took my own written list, and we hit the grocery store. In the end, we saved 26 bucks and got enough food for a week of dinners and probably two weeks of lunches and breakfasts. We're awesome. I came home and made Engagement Chicken (does it count if he's already proposed to and married me?), which, as usual, was scrumptious.
I ordered some Alpaca yarn and some new needles, and I'm really excited to start a project for my cousin's baby-on-the-way:
It doesn't get much cuter than that, folks. I'm doing it in a dark magenta. Unfortunately, the pattern has been translated from Norwegian to British English, which means I still need to translate it to American knitting terms to be able to follow it, but ... I really think I am ready for the challenge. How hard could it be? (famous last words!) Seriously, though, look how cute this stuff is!
Today I got into work at the ungodly hour of about 7am, and I am totally beat. I had to get through a ton of documents by 9:30 to bring Partner up to speed before our 11:30 client meeting, which lasted until 2:45. Am I the only one who EVER has to go to the bathroom? WTF? There is no way these people are drinking the recommended 8 to 10 glasses of water a day. I thought I was going to pass out.
And now, finally, the day is over and I am heading out for our parish council meeting. If I leave now, I'll be about an hour early, but I am not getting anything done here (as you can plainly see), so I am going to take a hike. I will try to be a better blogger ... and hubbyhubs might start guest-blogging. I'm a little nervous that he's going to be more entertaining than I am ...
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