December 4, 2013
Thanksgiving was spent with friends, an unusually small but very delightful celebration of thankfulness for the bounties that we have. This blog is to poke fun at ourselves and each other about the conflicts that arise as two people attempt to navigate decision making with different agendas and “vent” in the process but we are aware that we have it pretty damn good. And we really do love each other although mostly when we’re not maneuvering through remodel resolutions.
November 24, 2013
The recent lull between projects has been welcome and has given us the opportunity to do what we love; entertain. This house was designed for entertaining; individual sitting and eating places encompassed in open spaces allow for easy conversational flows and wherever you are everything and everyone is visible. A separate dining room could not be incorporated into the floor plan but our expandable glass dining table on wheels allows us to serve company in a formal sit down format when it rolls into place.
Last weekend twelve guests gathered at a makeshift dining area in the middle of the Great Room feasting on grilled mustard crusted salmon, Brussels sprouts, Caesar salad, Giada De Laurentiis’ Pasta Ponza (with my own twist of substituting sundried tomatoes for some of the cherries) and The Foodinista’s Killer Banana Pudding with Nilla Wafers that one diner loved so much she literally licked the glass clean.
Last night I hosted a Ladies Only Mixology Event gathering twenty of my friends for lessons by a professional bartender on crafting such fabulous cocktails as Marie Claire Champagne Cocktail (my favorite although I don’t like gin), Bloody Martini, classics like Cosmopolitan and with a twist Grapefruit Cosmopolitan, Lemon Drop, Chocolate Martini and as Thanksgiving is quickly approaching Pumpkin Pie Martini which was a huge hit. When Lewis arrived home he wondered if food had actually passed anyone’s lips as the floor was covered with food and sticky beverage remnants but that is a sign of a great party!
Well I’m just glad they didn’t burn the house down. Just goes to show that woman are just as messy as men but the house is performing as expected for entertaining. Now we just need some more comfortable seating to be finished.
Hey, that sounds like a green light for my lime green couch!
October 13, 2013
I’m scared when I ride my motorcycle. Most of the time the day begins with anticipation of a great ride but sometimes there’s a quickening of the heartbeat, labored breathing and shaking hands but I do it anyway. Why? I won’t let fear get the best of me and my husband will leave me if I don’t go. Or make me ride on the back of his bike. I’m not sure which is worse.
One of the activities at a function last weekend was a “slow ride”, a challenge of skills, the slowest rider who doesn’t put his foot down wins. It is an ability that any skilled rider possess and we do it often, suspended motionless at a light for just a moment, feet on pegs, throttle revving for balance. As I’m usually the only female rider at these events I figured it was time someone remind ‘em that ladies can do it too, right? The guys sometimes forget. I laughed as people I’d met for the first time gaped when my hog approached the start line. I was nervous. When participating in the slow ride at an event several years ago my top heavy Sporty tipped over but the grass was soft and willing bodies helped to right the heavy Harley. I showed my husband that I was shaking and he squeezed my hand and gave me a kiss. Never once did he suggest that I forgo the competition. Then again, I’m sure it never crossed his mind.
Yes she was shaking but I think it was from the anticipation of competition this time. Not any chick will get up and challenge the BOYS at one of their own games. But if a squeeze and a kiss was all she needed it worked.
Oh and yes if she doesn’t want to go I will leave her at home.