Parties and Rest (Again)

So I'm beat, huh?

Gosh, what has even happened the last few days? *checks calendar*

Oh yeah, ha. I had a lovely date with Dan on Friday night. We went to Jack Sprat's on Pico, and DAMN, their hamburger was amazing. You know how you expect plain meat? This was herbed yummily. And their sweet potato fries were great. And so was my flourless chocolate cake, of which I ate three bites and TOTALLY took home.

I should be seeing him again this week. I like him, I'm just waiting to see if there is really some chemistry, ya know? But we shall see. This week is takeout/movie at his place. He drives a far way to see me, I figured the least I could do was drive to his area this week. I'm so darn considerate!

Saturday morning's craziness started at 7:30 a.m. (Emily, this was the only day in recent memory that has been so crazed!). Drove Dad to airport bus, got home - Teresa, our marvelous housekeeper from days gone by came to my house and cleaned the kitchen to within an inch of its life. It's SO clean. It's so nice to be proud of my home for the first time in a long time, because my father is THAT much of a slob.

The water was turned off for awhile, so cleaning was slightly more difficult because we're putting in a new shower downstairs. After the construction crew came in, and Teresa came in, I started the errand show. I don't think I even remember what I did right now. Oh wait....no.

Went to Trader Joe's in the afternoon (around 4) and bought out the place. Nuts are friggin' expensive, but I needed mixed nuts for the party, and then I also needed walnuts for a cake I'm making tomorrow and also some pistachio meats. Bang, $15. Sheesh! Got some cheeses (Brie, Herbed Goat, and Gouda), and my mom brought over all the wine around 1. When I got home from my morning errands (what did I DO?), she was there with the wine. She came over to get some stuff from the attic. Because like me, she prefers to do things when Dad's not around. Sad, really. I wish he wasn't so oblivious. Tonight I walked in to the kitchen and overheard him leaving a message for a woman he liked. He was suggesting they go on a cruise, after the FIRST DATE. How does he not recognize his own idiocy in social conventions? Ugh. So frustrating.

Anyway, the party went well. Only 3 people came, which sucked, but I'm glad they came. It was good to catch up with my friend Rachelle, and Barbara and Tzviah as well. Tzviah is a woman from my shul, and I keep forgetting she's younger than me! She's married and loving it, but that night, it was so great to get to know her as any normal person. I can't help it, we automatically associate things in our brain, and I associate marriage with being more conservative. So be it.

Barb and Tzviah left at one, and 1-2-3, I crashed. This morning, I awoke, and UGH. Now I know why I don't drink much wine. Stupid sugar. Then I pulled it together and headed to my HS reunion.

Most people didn't recognize me, and most people I knew weren't there, so it was highly uneventful. My principal was THRILLED to see me, however. Or, 1/2 of me, as she pointed out. She was such a doll.

Then I came home. And went to sleep. I knew I wasn't feeling well, and there was the thermometer, 99.9. Obviously very minor, nothing to fret about, but still annoying, given I'd just gotten over a fever. I've since been chugging liquids and trying to eat, given that I have no appetite. I get really bad gas from the Mission Tortilla Carb Plus! tortillas, but they're SO good anyway. So yeah, my GI system is in "hate" mode. Whoops.

And now I'm making cholent, a traditional beef stew with beans and barley, because I've had a craving since I was in Running Springs with my shul a few weeks back. I'm letting some beans "quick soak", and then I just brown some meat and let it simmer for 12-15 hours, if not more. SO good. Hopefully mine will turn out well.

Tomorrow, I have to cook for 8 people, my Dad's having a business dinner. Thankfully, nothing too painful for me. Just have to roast some chickens and bake a cake. And then prep, but my Dad can do everything BUT the actual cooking. Ha.

Also, tomorrow, Zoey goes home. I'll miss her so much.

Oh, and this is what I wore for my party. Of course, now I think I look fat. Head, get with the program.