Pre-birthday brunch, etc.

[scarlettina]

I had a lovely Saturday.

After a quick story crit for jaylake, the day started with a crepe brunch (as part of my rolling birthday celebration) at Cafe Bouchee in Fremont with a chorus cast of characters (ironymaiden and her C, pixxelpuss, crooked_hill, livingdeadpan, and miss_swamp) all of whom are delightful (and patient) company. Our crepes took some time coming because they were all made from scratch, but were all worth waiting for. I had the chicken and goat cheese crepe. We discussed everything from chorus business (predictably) to Eleanor of Acquitaine. I was treated to dessert by the owner of the place herself, a delicious, delicate creme brulee with a curly red candle on top.

I spent the better part of the afternoon trolling for cubicle furnishings. I actually found nothing I wanted to pick up, but walking in the sun—on my cane, which is beginning to feel more exhausting to use than helpful—felt good. The sedentariness necessitated by the foot has been very hard for me to take, so getting up and out, even if I was slower than I would have preferred, made me feel a little more human.

(Side rant: Why are there no decent craft stores in Seattle? I hit JoAnn's, but it only nods at non-fabric crafts. Why doesn't Michael's have a store convenient to Seattle proper?)

I spent the evening reading (Pope Joan by Donna Woolfolk Cross, about which I'll write more when I finish it), reviewing the notes from Thursday evening's workshop, and then chose to Pay-Per-View "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" (which I've seen before but wanted to see again) rather than taking myself out to the flicks. PPV is less expensive, and it allowed me to elevate my abused foot.

Now, it's a lovely Sunday morning, bright and sunny. I started the morning, as I often do, reading, then turned on "CBS Sunday Morning," which is (IMNSHO) the best magazine-style news on television. They ended the program, as they always do, with two minutes of nature footage, this time a trout stream in the Midwest somewhere; I love this bit of the show.

Now I have to figure out how I'm going to spend today. The day is filled with social options, all of which involve quite a bit of driving. Though I'd like to go write with the crew on the East side, it means doing a drive I'm loath to do on a weekend (because I do it every day during the week). If I don't do it, then I won't have access to Michael's. Dither, dither, dither. I should just go shower and Make A Decision. Nothing will happen today if I don't.

Comments

[davidlevine]

I was treated to dessert by the owner of the place herself, a delicious, delicate creme brulee with a curly red candle on top.

And what was the dessert? :-)

[scarlettina.livejournal.com]

Hrm....

You're a bad man. I like that. :-)

[jaylake.livejournal.com]

And thank you for the crit, babe. I have already rolled your comments in to the story which is due, um, today.

Have a nice one, whatever you decide!

[shellyinseattle.livejournal.com]

Glad you had a good time, and you've taken a page from Dave's book of rolling birthdays!

Why are there no decent craft stores in Seattle?

$$$$$. Think of how much space Michael's takes and how much it takes in per square foot.

Also, what exactly do you mean by "cubicle furnishings"?? Fun stuff to make it feel like home or actual furniture like a really good chair?

[scarlettina.livejournal.com]

Oh, I mean fun stuff. They can supply me a chair if I need an extra one, which I do. There's some basic stuff I need, like a mirror (a rear-view mirror, since my back is to my cube door), a lamp, a little baskety-thing for my tea. That sort of thing. I'll be making a mirror this afternoon.

[ironymaiden]

to me, JoAnn's is packed with non-fabric craft stuff. 40% of the Ballard store is craft stuff...i guess it's all point of view. (were you a block from my house? we were home all afternoon. *snif*)

[scarlettina.livejournal.com]

I didn't think you'd want me to hog up your afternoon after I'd hogged up your morning. I felt a little like I might be imposing if I just sort of dropped by unannounced. . . .

[webcowgirl.livejournal.com]

Ooh, so I can call the thing I got you today a late birthday present. :-)

[scarlettina.livejournal.com]

Yes! Yay! And thank you for thinking of me.

[neutronjockey.livejournal.com]

Happy Birthday!

[scarlettina.livejournal.com]

Thanks, dude! (And I'll have e-mail to you in the next day or so.)

[jaylake.livejournal.com]

Happy Birthday, babe.

:: hugs ::

[scarlettina.livejournal.com]

Hugs backatcha, honey. Thanks!