I need a new fridge.
Mar. 26th, 2005 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ars_longaOld habits die hard... I still cook like I have at least 25 people to feed. Now I don't know if we'll be able to eat all leftovers in 3 days. I'm just unable to stop, even if I know I'm making too much. Is it some kind of a Freudian thing? I do miss our gatherings, when everybody was young, and alive, and living in one city and in one country...
I think I'll have to invite somebody else tomorrow just to clean up a little.
I have to say I outdid myself with the beef stew, but I still have half of a pot left, and this is not counting anything else... I with I had a couple of teenagers to feed, just for one evening.
(snickering) And I had a funny conversation with my neighbor this morning about me beating the meat... (silly me, I caught up the double meaning only 10 minutes after the conversation). Well, what can I say, I WAS beating the meat! She was scared, or was faking it pretty convincingly. The poor girl thought something horrible was happening. She said her pictures were shaking on the walls. Now, I think it was a SLIGHT exaggeration. And she was laughing like mad when I told her what I was doing...
And the most disturbing thing about this party is that Grishka slept trough all of it. In fact, he's still sleeping. Hubby was boasting about the audiosystem he put on (with pretty loud demos of course), we were shouting and laughing, and he didn't even opened his eyes! What the hell Igor and Sasha did with him in Chinatown today? Well, apart for almost broking a 1K vase and drinking from all expensive indoor fountains. I want a stock of it...
Just what the hell they were doing in a store that had 1K vases anyway? They were supposed to buy the straw servets for the table...
I think I'll have to invite somebody else tomorrow just to clean up a little.
I have to say I outdid myself with the beef stew, but I still have half of a pot left, and this is not counting anything else... I with I had a couple of teenagers to feed, just for one evening.
(snickering) And I had a funny conversation with my neighbor this morning about me beating the meat... (silly me, I caught up the double meaning only 10 minutes after the conversation). Well, what can I say, I WAS beating the meat! She was scared, or was faking it pretty convincingly. The poor girl thought something horrible was happening. She said her pictures were shaking on the walls. Now, I think it was a SLIGHT exaggeration. And she was laughing like mad when I told her what I was doing...
And the most disturbing thing about this party is that Grishka slept trough all of it. In fact, he's still sleeping. Hubby was boasting about the audiosystem he put on (with pretty loud demos of course), we were shouting and laughing, and he didn't even opened his eyes! What the hell Igor and Sasha did with him in Chinatown today? Well, apart for almost broking a 1K vase and drinking from all expensive indoor fountains. I want a stock of it...
Just what the hell they were doing in a store that had 1K vases anyway? They were supposed to buy the straw servets for the table...
