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.

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