In which I am ditzy.
Dammit, I forgot about this thing. So. Uh. If you have one, shout and wave at me. I've been a little underwater lately. I'll have some time tonight to catch up, though.
On a positive note, yay, I get not one, but two fancy dinners this week, and Jon is cooking up a three-course menu for my family that sounds absolutely to die for. My choices are starred:
I'm gonna have to build up an appetite soon. Just look at that!
ETA: Roomie just called to say I got, uh, another delivery of flowers at the house. Hmm.
Also? My workplace is so fun. As a penalty for taking a really crappily-timed sick day, the officemates are filling their project manager's office up floor to ceiling with empty boxes. Like-- tomorrow, he'll open his door and see nothing but a thick wall of boxes. They are now rigging one box on the ceiling to open when the door opens, showering said co-worker with packing peanuts. I tell ya, never irritate a bunch of capricious engineers.
Other fun office tidbits? One co-worker's son teaches an academic course about the philosophy of Lost, and is being honored by Harvard for doing so. It's gotten NPR press, and a Lost producer is likely to sit in the next time it is taught. Another co-worker's fiance's first girlfriend was... Michelle Williams, she of Dawson's Creek and Brokeback Mountain fame. Michelle's mother was invited to their Thanksgiving dinner. Yet another co-worker used to be a psychiatrist. She worked on the Jeffrey Dahmer case. My boss almost bought Terry O'Quinn's (Locke on Lost) house when it was for sale last year. My work? It's a madhouse. Imagine coming in and having a stuffed bunny rabbit sitting on your desk. And not any stuffed bunny. A stuffed bunny with a perfect replica of your boss's scary leering face perfectly fitted to it. It's terrifying.
On a positive note, yay, I get not one, but two fancy dinners this week, and Jon is cooking up a three-course menu for my family that sounds absolutely to die for. My choices are starred:
Course One:
*Crab Meat and Asparagus Soup (Chicken Broth, asparagus, crab meat, and nuoc cham [fish sauce, lime juice, ginger, Thai pepper seeds, garlic, sugar and lime zest])
--or--
Alsacian Tart (it's a French pizza with proscuitto, gruyere cheese, caramelized onion and flat bread).
Course Two:
*Pork Chops Grilled with Bourbon Reduction and Apple Chutney with cucumber salad (diced cucumber served in red bell peppers, not spicy)
--or--
Lamb with Tzatziki sauce (Greek Yogurt, Mint, Dill, lemon juice, diced cucumber, and olive oil).
Course Three:
Berry Medley with honey syrup and powdered sugar
--or--
*Avocados in milk with sugar (it's a traditional Thai dessert that he's totally in love with).
I'm gonna have to build up an appetite soon. Just look at that!
ETA: Roomie just called to say I got, uh, another delivery of flowers at the house. Hmm.
Also? My workplace is so fun. As a penalty for taking a really crappily-timed sick day, the officemates are filling their project manager's office up floor to ceiling with empty boxes. Like-- tomorrow, he'll open his door and see nothing but a thick wall of boxes. They are now rigging one box on the ceiling to open when the door opens, showering said co-worker with packing peanuts. I tell ya, never irritate a bunch of capricious engineers.
Other fun office tidbits? One co-worker's son teaches an academic course about the philosophy of Lost, and is being honored by Harvard for doing so. It's gotten NPR press, and a Lost producer is likely to sit in the next time it is taught. Another co-worker's fiance's first girlfriend was... Michelle Williams, she of Dawson's Creek and Brokeback Mountain fame. Michelle's mother was invited to their Thanksgiving dinner. Yet another co-worker used to be a psychiatrist. She worked on the Jeffrey Dahmer case. My boss almost bought Terry O'Quinn's (Locke on Lost) house when it was for sale last year. My work? It's a madhouse. Imagine coming in and having a stuffed bunny rabbit sitting on your desk. And not any stuffed bunny. A stuffed bunny with a perfect replica of your boss's scary leering face perfectly fitted to it. It's terrifying.