May. 4th, 2015 11:46 am
Barely awake
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muckefuckBleah. This is one of those days where just keeping my eyes open from one moment to the next counts as an achievement of sorts.
I did get all the plants in the ground I wanted to. Splitting the work up over two days helped. When I got back from the game yesterday, I learned both that the rain was coming earlier than expected and Nuphy later. So I seized my opportunity and moved the "shitty grass" (it grows well, but it's nothing exciting to look at) so I could plant the remaining hydrangea. Then I finally stuck the mature columbine in the ground, since the night before Fig warned me that it doesn't like to be moved after it's stuck down its taproot. He also promised me more seed so that my happy little patch could become a reality.
Seeing Nuphy is always a pleasure but it can be a bit of a trial as well. I was tired out after a late night and, since I'd been away gaming all afternoon, I had chores to catch up on.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu was tired after assembling a splendid biryani and beginning to have his usual evening health issues. But Nuphs was fresh from a mediocre opera and full of chatter. We sighed with relief when the rain let up at last we were able to shove him out the door.
The game was good but frustratingly shortened. We were down one player because his boyfriend wanted them to see Avengers together (I'm glad I wasn't the only player whose reaction was, "Really?") and another had plans to escape a zombie puzzle room and left halfway through. That was long enough to make the great heroic sacrifice, but then the GM was forced to handwave the denouement, which--given some of the simultaneously goodhearted by also asinine/assholish choices from some of the characters--was really going to be good. Oh well; at least we're back on a regular schedule again.
Cocktails, on the other hand, were really an unalloyed success, however. I tried not to fret too much about attendance and ended up with a group of almost perfect size. We all fit comfortably around the dining room table for the distribution of Derby pie. I guess it wasn't quite warm enough for juleps on the porch, but I did at long last have a chance to show Fig around the grounds again. One of the guests was an Aussie just in town for the weekend and cuter than anything. At one point I asked him, "Is everyone in Oz outgoing or do the introverts just stay at home?" to which he replied, "I am an introvert!"
The other great success on Saturday was lunch on Devon withtyrannio, innerdoggie, and mollpeartree. Had princeofcairo been along as well, we would've dined at Sabri Nehari, but in his absence we defaulted to Mysore Woodlands. We followed this up with visits to both Fresh Farms and Patel, as well as the regular stops to Mughal Bakery and India Book House. I scolded monshu for picking up a Vikram Chandra novel we already owned, so he swapped it for a nonfiction narrative by Vikram Seth.
I did get all the plants in the ground I wanted to. Splitting the work up over two days helped. When I got back from the game yesterday, I learned both that the rain was coming earlier than expected and Nuphy later. So I seized my opportunity and moved the "shitty grass" (it grows well, but it's nothing exciting to look at) so I could plant the remaining hydrangea. Then I finally stuck the mature columbine in the ground, since the night before Fig warned me that it doesn't like to be moved after it's stuck down its taproot. He also promised me more seed so that my happy little patch could become a reality.
Seeing Nuphy is always a pleasure but it can be a bit of a trial as well. I was tired out after a late night and, since I'd been away gaming all afternoon, I had chores to catch up on.
monshu was tired after assembling a splendid biryani and beginning to have his usual evening health issues. But Nuphs was fresh from a mediocre opera and full of chatter. We sighed with relief when the rain let up at last we were able to shove him out the door.The game was good but frustratingly shortened. We were down one player because his boyfriend wanted them to see Avengers together (I'm glad I wasn't the only player whose reaction was, "Really?") and another had plans to escape a zombie puzzle room and left halfway through. That was long enough to make the great heroic sacrifice, but then the GM was forced to handwave the denouement, which--given some of the simultaneously goodhearted by also asinine/assholish choices from some of the characters--was really going to be good. Oh well; at least we're back on a regular schedule again.
Cocktails, on the other hand, were really an unalloyed success, however. I tried not to fret too much about attendance and ended up with a group of almost perfect size. We all fit comfortably around the dining room table for the distribution of Derby pie. I guess it wasn't quite warm enough for juleps on the porch, but I did at long last have a chance to show Fig around the grounds again. One of the guests was an Aussie just in town for the weekend and cuter than anything. At one point I asked him, "Is everyone in Oz outgoing or do the introverts just stay at home?" to which he replied, "I am an introvert!"
The other great success on Saturday was lunch on Devon with
tyrannio, innerdoggie, and mollpeartree. Had princeofcairo been along as well, we would've dined at Sabri Nehari, but in his absence we defaulted to Mysore Woodlands. We followed this up with visits to both Fresh Farms and Patel, as well as the regular stops to Mughal Bakery and India Book House. I scolded monshu for picking up a Vikram Chandra novel we already owned, so he swapped it for a nonfiction narrative by Vikram Seth.Tags: