She Likes It

if it's quiet, someone is being naughty

Volunteer Park Deco
Seattle, WA - July 2009

Emeril is on, but aside from that it's pretty quiet in the apartment. Makes me wonder where the Monkey is and what he's getting into. I can see Cassie sitting on the chair, happy for a few minutes reprieve from the Monkey trying - desperately - to get her to play with him. Poor kid, no one is as awake as he is or ready for him to chew on their hair.

Yesterday, I went to a Washington State Bartenders Guild event where Bill Samuels spoke a little about Makers Mark and I enjoyed a few cocktails made by the legendary Murray Stenson. Not bad for a lazy Tuesday afternoon.

And tomorrow, a friend and I are making the first preparations for our big pickling and canning experiments. I'm pretty excited about that.

So, yeah, as per usual, there are several food and beverage activities going down in the household, and much spraying of the kitty as he tries to get attention.

So, in other news, I gotta tell you, I watched Mamma Mia! The Movie the other night. And...I still can't stand something about Meryl Streep's face. This makes me sad because I've been eager to see Julie and Julia and I don't know if I can handle Streep portraying Julia Child. I love Julia Child, she is my hero. I don't love Meryl Streep and cheese and rice she's every freaking where. Oh yeah, my life is so filled with trauma. Don't you just weep for me?

Still job searching. Zzzzzzzzzzz. Damn I'm boring.

funky chicken

Sunk
Seattle, WA - August 2009

I know I've typed quite a bit about how I've been staying home and saving money, but every now and then we need to get out and enjoy some of the things we used to do quite frequently. So, we went to Tiki Night at Vessel - or rather Tiki Afternoon.  Had some fine cocktails made by the visiting bartender and our favorite, Keith.  Even drank one out of a pineapple.  It's funny to be all buzzed up early on a Sunday afternoon, so strange to walk out of a cocktail bar in the searing light of day. I highly recommend...but not every weekend, that would be bad.

Monkey man is still zooming around the apartment annoying Cassie and generally getting into all sorts of mischief. Like any young thing in an apartment of old crankies, I think he is bored by our general lack of energy.  Maybe if he'd vacuum or do the dishes, he'd understand, but, like his older feline companion, he refuses to engage in anything productive. The nerve! 

Speaking of productivity, I have still not found gainful employment, however, did have an interview for a job last week that I'd like to have.  They said they'd let me know in 2-3 weeks. I fear that is not a good sign. Oh well, the search continues. In the meantime, I am going to a MAST class this weekend and maybe I can get a part-time job as a server or a cocktailer somewheres. This is my back-up plan. Better to be serving others instead of being served and draining away our meager funds. At least this is the logic I pose to Companion Cube who has so far been very good and not freaked out about the idea that I have 4 weeks left of unemployment benefits.

In other news, one of my dear friends has sent me sonogram pictures of his baby and another has been tooling around Italy for a few weeks. Guess which one has sent me into fits of jealousy.

I am supposed to be - meaning I've tasked myself with - making a pie crust for the cherry pie I want to make tomorrow.  I am procrastinating because, well, it's just more fun to shoot the shit out of zombies. I mean, I've already talked about how some of my fellow apartment dwellers are so lazy that they'd rather sit there and sleep and purr instead of rinsing a dish or fucking two. Okay, so maybe the spoon in the sink is the only thing they've collectively dirtied, but mamma needs a new pair of shoes break. Deadbeat moochers. Harumph.

I think a trip to the range is in order. What do you say?