Sounds delicious. Have any leftovers? Particularly the berries in whiskey sauce. I made an excellent jambalaya tonight. could have had guests over, I made enough for about 8 people.
Tuesday morning the ladies are coming for brunch and book club. Don't know what to serve. I'm thinking about egg salad and tuna salad and choice of breads with fruit salad. I know that sounds drab, but they didn't touch the peach crepes I made, or the lox and bagels, or the quiche and fancy yogurts with berries. So I am running out of ideas of what they eat. PB&J?
Next time you could do a pasta salad. I am sure yours would be fancier than mine. You could use rotini, chicken or tuna, veggies, a little grated cheese and I like to use Italian dressing or vadilia onion dressing. Yummy. I also throw in hard boiled eggs chopped up.
Glad you had a good evening. I will miss you tonight.
kat
Me-53(and learning!) S24, S21, D18, D17 Just keep swimming, Just keep swimming. Dory
Late night ramble (ish - not too thoughtful tonight). What precipitated it tonight? Nothing really. Maybe the glass of port I'm sipping - 20 year tawny. I mean, if you're going to drink port it might as well be good port.
Concern today about Dear Companion. DC has been a true friend throughout my sitch - always willing to listen, do things, etc. Problem is that DC isn't involved with anyone, hasn't been too interested in dating, and might be feeling a bit lonely. So I've had a few times where I've thought "she's not looking at me like a friend - am I imagining that?" And since it was a look, of course I was imagining. But the other night she came over and didn't seem to want to leave. I felt really awkward, to be quite honest. Is there a phenomenon of DCs being there through thick and thin and then wanting to move into a R role? Don't want to read too much into things if there's nothing to read.
I should add that a previous DC during the last break-up 9 years ago ended up seducing me. And (I have to admit), it was the best sex I've ever had. And I could have easily spent my life with her. But I was still too hung up on my STBW (we weren't married at that point) to take real notice and pretty much blew it. DC won't talk to me anymore.
W had asked me to pick up her veggie box and drop it off at the house - she's out of town until tomorrow. This was the first time I'd been in the house for a month or so. It felt .... like a dorm room. Small. A little uninviting. A Brita pitcher on the counter was full of green water - disgusting. I'm SO glad I don't live there anymore! I don't know if she thinks about it or not, but when she and I came together, we created a HOME. We both enjoyed making a space comfortable and well-designed. I'd have to say that I've done better at recreating that in my place - mainly because I've somewhat withdrawn and continue to nest - than she has in our house. Our old place feels to me like .... a dorm room. A place to crash without much invested in it.
I'd feel pretty depressed coming home to that. Instead I get to come home to discover whatever the cats have killed and brought in
I keep hearing that WAWs come back 3 times. What's up with that?
Um, you could have easily spent your life with a DC because it was your best sex ever? um.....
When I was in between R's I think I looked at people different than when I am in a R. When I was 'on the market' I looked for signs that I hoped were there.
You sure cook a lot and have a lot of dinner parties! My dinner parties consist of hot dogs on the grill and whatever anyone dumps on the table! Who cares if it clashes as long as it all goes down good! That leaves more time for the better things in life!
Live your life while you are still living. Riding the trail less traveled.
No, sex was just a nice benefit after being with my wife, who never initiates, never wants to talk about what she likes, never really relaxes or acts passionate - you get the idea. What I meant but didn't write was that DC and I got along really well and I enjoyed her company. Anyway, I don't want a R with current DC and am afraid my need to talk and rely on a friend these past months has led her to ... well, I shouldn't even give this energy. I just don't want to lead anyone on.
I don't cook THAT much. I mean, I do - I cook every night - but it's no big deal. I usually have people over for dinner every 2-3 weeks. And it doesn't take long. I usually do some sort of veggie conglomerate on some sort of carbohydrate. 25 mins to make tops.
Does food clash? I thought colors clashed. When I lived in the SW we had potlucks ALL the time - much fun. No one here knows how to have a potluck. We tried a couple of times and everyone showed up with either crackers and cheese or french bread and a spread.
That is so funny that people don't know how to have a potluck. But that is why it's called pot luck, cuz you get what get. When we first established a Jewish congregation in the little Southern town I lived in, everyone brought noodle kugel (noodle pudding), a very traditional comfort food. After that, no one brought it, so we learned.
And yes, I think marrying the person you have the best sex with is a good idea. I was just saying to myself last night, after you know, that there may be a better mate for me out there, but as long as we have the best sex, I'll never find out.
W called to thank me for picking up her veggies. Sounded excited to return the favor?! And acted like she wanted to tell me more about how great her life is but I politely got off the phone.
so ....
How many mystery writers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
