Friday, May 30, 2008

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Maeve was telling me about getting her hair done for this wedding up in Massachusetts - "you know, crunchy paos, the usual" - and hearing the hairdresser describe the bride's coiffure as "very avanti-gaahd." ('I feel bad making fun of her, she's no nice - but she actually said 'avanti-gahhd!')

Received a b-day package from best friend Eloise today. It contained an itemized pachking list.

"Enclosed:

-1 bottle rhubarb liqeur
-1 mix CD
-1 much-promised government-issue memo pad
-1 gruckimish financial book, possible of interest to Slim"

In the accompanying note she added, "I hope the stuff is drinkable - I had a nip and it seemed okay, although I worry that the scrap of lemon peel has overpowered the delicate rhubarb flavor." Also, "Aunt Peggy just visited. Studying to become an Anglican chaplain - afraid she very much looks the part these days." Mentioned needing to come north and "claim a hideous nude painting - perhaps you recall it?"

Interestingly (or not?) enough, put up a batch of apricot brandy myself last night. Great minds?

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