My 31st is looming ominously in my future, the outlines of the preparation I have yet to do looming like an oncoming iceburg.
(Do snowmen live in an iceburgh?)
I've started to make a stab at tidying the kitchen, reorganizing my stuff and putting some of it away. I'll probably be shifting a couple of boxes, either to the garage or (ahem) "offsite storage". It may depend on how much room Ellen has left in the caravan. ;)
I feel I should say here - there is no longer a theme for the party. I need to mail a reminder out today, I guess. Yet another gleam in the iceburg's towering walls.
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Went for a road trip with Margie and Ming on the weekend. It was nice, and they both have excellent taste in music. Or rather - when faced with the selection I made available to them on my mp3 player, they were able to find music they liked. What surprised me most was the distinct 80s bias they showed; of course, there may be a subtle bias in the underlying set of music that was available.
(Despite the title of today's post, I don't actually have any Vanilla Ice - I just didn't want to be quoting Celine Dion, which is the obvious choice when iceburg metaphors loom. :)
We travelled out to Kapiti, and visited a number of shops - if I'm not careful, I'm going to run out of room in my "liquor cabinet" before too long. Luckily, Sok is very good about helping me keep my wine collection under control. :) I got an enormous bag of fizzy lollies for the party, among other things. We popped into Matt & Debbie's pirate party, then dashed back to Wellington to cook a couple of nice lemon and garlic roast chickens.
There were eight people in all for dinner - the flat, Ming, Naomi, Ruth and Bean. Naomi bought pumkin soup as an entree, and discovered she likes sherry; Ruth bought apple pie, and discovered something interesting about one of her workmates. :)
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It's a lot easier to be happy about work when it's not a lovely sunny day outside. I'm glad for the pleasant weather, though, since I know plenty of lovely teachers in desperate need of some relaxing time in the sun. :)
Posted by svend at September 21, 2004 12:16 PMiceburg or iceberg? I think an iceburg would be like a city made out of ice. or a suburb perhaps.
an iceberg would be that guy from 2guys and a girl made out of ice. But also the right spelling I feel.
happy almost birthday ! The kitchen is looking lovely and I can see my couch again :)
That sunday was really fun. The eighties presence was due to the fact that by now we know the names of the songs and we would all know them. Otherwise only one person sings along and it's not fum. I've decided I really like weekend road trips, but it's hard to find people to drive me around.
Posted by: Puggle at September 27, 2004 4:31 PM