Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
When I was 18 years old and preparing to head off to college, I went shopping with my mom to buy a TV for my dorm room. Woo! I was looking at little 16" sets, but my mother wisely said to me: "You should get a bigger TV. Someday you will have an apartment and you will want to have a bigger TV."
So true, so true. I bought a giant 21".
12 1/2 years later, my TV has lived with me in many apartments, with many roommates, we got married and belonged to Pete, too.
Over the past few months, I noticed that TV was getting some gray hairs. Strange bands of white in the top left corner of the screen, a purple glow in the bottom right corner. I feared TV was not long for this world....
On Friday, December 18, 2009, Pete said to me: "Does the color look kind of weird, or is it just me...?" I was in denial (we were watching a sort of sci-fi thing, so maybe everyone was supposed to look purple/green). Alas, he was right. Things did look kind of weird. In fact, they looked really weird. RIP, TV....
We now have a Christmas SALE 32" flat screen. I can see people's pores. Everything is so crisp and clear I feel like I'm wearing amber vision shades. I feel like a fool for defending my 12 1/2 yr old TV against the HD for so long. And yet...
I miss you, TV. You will always live on in my memory (and in my office until we learn how to recycle you...).
Sunday, December 13, 2009
It's a bit disorienting to be cooking up a huge hunk of pork shoulder, a bunch of chorizo, and half a bottle of wine at 9am, but hey, that's what you've got to do to make a really kick a$* cassoulet.
Who is this "cassoulet" you speak of?
Eliz came over to help us celebrate the noble pig in all it's deliciousness. The dish contains pork in no less than 3 forms, so you know it's got to be good. And... it was. Hopefully, it will continue to be as delicious for a long time, since there are still 3 lbs remaining.
Vive le cassoulet!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Right now, the wind is howling outside my window. Quite frankly, it's pretty craptastic weather we're having. Oh, how I love the winter. Was reaching a new level of cranky when I suddenly remembered this shot from our post-Thanksgiving insta-transformation to Christmas. Heeeee.... That's better.
Looking forward to flannel PJs and Harry Potter tonight. To all my friends in the Northeast: it has begun -- let's have drinks.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Contrary to popular belief, this photo above is not London Bridge, but Tower Bridge. Oh yes, you know what this means... After 3 years of attemts to visit I finally got my Tower of London trip. I even passed up the Fortnum & Mason hamper display for this, so those of you who know my hamper love will understand the gravity of this visit.
After a Yeoman's wander with a beefeater, JW and I checked out the crown jewels including the first and second largest diamonds in the world, Anne Bolyn's resting place, the bloody tower, Traitors Gate, 3 of the 7 spoiled ravens on the premise, and 2 gift shops.
[Note: It could have been a "tour with a Yeoman Warder," instead of the tour being a "Yeoman's Wander," but I am not good with accents as many of you know...]
Back home safe and sound. Jet lag has woken me up early for a productive morning of Christmas prep and some bloggy catch-up. Missed you.