Thank You!

I’ve decided that four day weekends are what it’s all about.

Thanksgiving day was a raging success. We hosted about 10 people at our table, 11 if you count big bird, and I do, I do count her. She made herself into a wonderful turkey soup the next day as well. Soup on Saturday is probably the best part of Thanksgiving if you don’t include the friends, family, football, movies, beer, blankets, couch, stuffing, phone calls, babies, kids, pets, coziness, naps, wine, no-worky-ness, and you. Which I do, I’d feel bad about not counting those things, mostly because they count more than anything else, holiday or not. The turkey soup is good though. G slaved away all day cooking the feast for all of us. She was so wiped out by the end of the day that she was asleep by 9:00 that night. Neither of my parents were here for thanksgiving dinner for the first time in my life which may have been the only bummer of the entire weekend.

The majority of the weekend involved the list in the above paragraph, with a little bit of extra stuff stuck in there for good measure.

Thanks!

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Juxtaposing Parties

It’s been so long since I wrote on here that it’s hard to get started again. Last Friday we hosted a dinner party and had a bunch of friends over. G made her Penne a la Vodka specialty, accidentally using vanilla vodka, which in the end, turned out wonderful. It was touch and go there for a few minutes though.
Making a Fool of Myself at the Masquerade Party :: Denver, Colorado
Saturday was filled with parties. The two parties we attended were juxtapositions of each other. One was holiday attire, the other was masquerade. One showed a well produced engagement video on a large screen TV, the other had a V.J. who projected experimental video clips onto the wall. One was held in a community center, the other was held in an Uptown Victorian. One had light blues music playing throughout, the other had D.J.s, drum circles, and guitar jams. One had an incredible spread of homemade food that tasted like it was catered, the other had nothing but booze and beer. At one we sat on ottomans and socialized, at the other we danced and smoked cigarettes on the roof. At one I felt very grown up at the other I felt… very grown up.

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