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jawnbcA puttery morning before heading off to an Aboriginal AIDS conference here in town. Afterwards ice skating lesson, then probably a Supermarket roast chicken for our dinner. Once a fortnight ain't too often, eh? Watch me tear the meat from its bones!
A great but full weekend. Friday night was our regular happy hour, made all the more interesting by some good heart-to-hearts we had during the week. I made tacos (rather than our normal going out for cheap-but-fab sushi), to maximize quality time. Saturday morning was nordic skiing in the clouds, cleaning the flat and being chief chop boy/bottle wash for a wee dinner party we hosted. 3 Rons, if you can imagine: Ron can you pass the... Hilarity ensued. Very late to bed....and very languid on Sunday as a result. In the arvo I had a meeting with the folks hosting today's conference, followed by a romp with Himself, followed by a quiet evening for me.
Oh, I forgot. There were 7 leftover new potatoes, which I used to make homefries. From which I'm still having bodygasms, even if they bloated me a bit. *fans self*
To date we know 11 of 42 songs for the Eurovision. After this coming weekend we'll know 3 more, including Eire. When RTÉ announced that Dervish (a well-regarded but not terribly well-known traditional band) were the internal selection I was a bit nervous. But with so many countries choosing--or seemingly inevitably choosing--either uptempo Swedish schlager or rock acts ('cause, you know, rockers in masks won last year...not like anyone wins the next year with the same frickin' thang)...depending on what song is chosen for Dervish.
But so far I think we'll either being in Denmark, Amsterdam or Warsaw. Though it's early days. This whole semi-final thing has made it a much bigger production, but also means the final actually almost always has close to 20 entertaining, professional performances. Unless of course your monitor fucks you up and you sing off key the entire time (UK 2003; Malta 2006)...
A great but full weekend. Friday night was our regular happy hour, made all the more interesting by some good heart-to-hearts we had during the week. I made tacos (rather than our normal going out for cheap-but-fab sushi), to maximize quality time. Saturday morning was nordic skiing in the clouds, cleaning the flat and being chief chop boy/bottle wash for a wee dinner party we hosted. 3 Rons, if you can imagine: Ron can you pass the... Hilarity ensued. Very late to bed....and very languid on Sunday as a result. In the arvo I had a meeting with the folks hosting today's conference, followed by a romp with Himself, followed by a quiet evening for me.
Oh, I forgot. There were 7 leftover new potatoes, which I used to make homefries. From which I'm still having bodygasms, even if they bloated me a bit. *fans self*
To date we know 11 of 42 songs for the Eurovision. After this coming weekend we'll know 3 more, including Eire. When RTÉ announced that Dervish (a well-regarded but not terribly well-known traditional band) were the internal selection I was a bit nervous. But with so many countries choosing--or seemingly inevitably choosing--either uptempo Swedish schlager or rock acts ('cause, you know, rockers in masks won last year...not like anyone wins the next year with the same frickin' thang)...depending on what song is chosen for Dervish.
But so far I think we'll either being in Denmark, Amsterdam or Warsaw. Though it's early days. This whole semi-final thing has made it a much bigger production, but also means the final actually almost always has close to 20 entertaining, professional performances. Unless of course your monitor fucks you up and you sing off key the entire time (UK 2003; Malta 2006)...
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Date: 2007-02-12 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-12 09:35 pm (UTC)1 supermarket chicken with meat pulled off the bone
1 package of wheat pita bread
1 container of hummus
1 english cucumber sliced
Take the pita- slather it with hummas- pile in the chicken- top with sliced cucumbers- salt and pepper- and ENJOY! mmm mmm mmm
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Date: 2007-02-13 02:42 am (UTC)What I really miss are those Portuguese roasted chickens from Poulet Coco-Rico in Montreal. Total yumminess factor.
Are you going to have a big EuroVision party? Maybe you can convince the Pumpjack to play it on their projection TV.
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Date: 2007-02-13 03:49 am (UTC)I doubt PJs would do it. They'd need a high speed net connection that can be networked to their telly...and to be honest I can't imagine going there, paying them for drinks and having to deal with the rummies (as an ex-rummy meself). My chesterfield, my fridge.
And my friends! Maybe you can make it this year? 12 May 1030am for pot luck brunch; show starts at noon!