Anniversary
Dec. 31st, 2002 12:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pameladeanWoke up late, moved very slowly, eventually got over to Eric's to see to the fine orange cat, who rewarded me by snuggling up with his front paws on my arm and purring madly for half an hour. He has never favored me with this position before; it is ordinarily reserved for his Real Person, Eric.
Got home in the nick of time to take off with David. We have sometimes dressed up for our anniversary dinners -- we went to Lucia's a few years ago and dressed up for that -- but this was a come-as-you-are occasion. We went to Uncle Hugo's. They were having an inventory-reduction sale. It didn't include a lot of books, but David pointed out that his Uncle Hugo's T-shirt was falling apart and I pointed out that I had never had one at all, so we each got one, his in bright purple and mine in bright blue. Watch out or we'll wear them on the same occasion and slay you with middle-aged cuteness.
Our book choices divided a bit, but we were quite amiable about them. I ended up with Diane Duane's A WIZARD ALONE and STEALING THE ELF-KING'S ROSES, plus Linda Nagata's LIMIT OF VISION. David ended up with a David Weber book and the first of a series of naval fiction recommended by one of the knowledgeable people in Uncle Edgar's. We looked for and did not find, new or used, a list of other stuff. Then we went to Sakura, where we shared some edamame and then David had a vast deal of sushi and I had a vegetarian bento box, which includes vegetable tempura, a nice bundle of cold spinach in sweetish sauce, physics-defying fried breaded tofu cubes in a different sweetish sauce, and a green salad with a horseradishy dressing. We each had a large bottle of beer, but I couldn't finish mine. I didn't feel it until I stood up. Whee.
Then we went to Barnes and Noble and had tea for me and cocoa for David, and browsed. I couldn't make up my mind, so technically I get to acquire a few more books somewhere or other. David found several more he wanted. My mother had said we must use the check in mutually frivolous and enjoyable pursuits, and books and food absolutely qualify. I couldn't even recall the last time we'd been to a bookstore, but I'm pretty sure it was to attend one of the signings or readings at Dreamhaven rather than to actually buy lots of books.
Came home, glared at my book, watched two wrenching episodes of "Buffy" with my hermit, glared at my book some more and moved some commas around. I can foresee more research. It's not needed to finish this chapter or probably the next one, the problem with them being the characters and a couple of minor structural issues. But I'm going to need it. I looked at theatrical books at Barnes and Noble. None of them was quite right. My ancient SEVEN STAGES OF THE THEATER is proving very useful, but the author is such a sexist that sometimes I can't stand it.
Pamela
Got home in the nick of time to take off with David. We have sometimes dressed up for our anniversary dinners -- we went to Lucia's a few years ago and dressed up for that -- but this was a come-as-you-are occasion. We went to Uncle Hugo's. They were having an inventory-reduction sale. It didn't include a lot of books, but David pointed out that his Uncle Hugo's T-shirt was falling apart and I pointed out that I had never had one at all, so we each got one, his in bright purple and mine in bright blue. Watch out or we'll wear them on the same occasion and slay you with middle-aged cuteness.
Our book choices divided a bit, but we were quite amiable about them. I ended up with Diane Duane's A WIZARD ALONE and STEALING THE ELF-KING'S ROSES, plus Linda Nagata's LIMIT OF VISION. David ended up with a David Weber book and the first of a series of naval fiction recommended by one of the knowledgeable people in Uncle Edgar's. We looked for and did not find, new or used, a list of other stuff. Then we went to Sakura, where we shared some edamame and then David had a vast deal of sushi and I had a vegetarian bento box, which includes vegetable tempura, a nice bundle of cold spinach in sweetish sauce, physics-defying fried breaded tofu cubes in a different sweetish sauce, and a green salad with a horseradishy dressing. We each had a large bottle of beer, but I couldn't finish mine. I didn't feel it until I stood up. Whee.
Then we went to Barnes and Noble and had tea for me and cocoa for David, and browsed. I couldn't make up my mind, so technically I get to acquire a few more books somewhere or other. David found several more he wanted. My mother had said we must use the check in mutually frivolous and enjoyable pursuits, and books and food absolutely qualify. I couldn't even recall the last time we'd been to a bookstore, but I'm pretty sure it was to attend one of the signings or readings at Dreamhaven rather than to actually buy lots of books.
Came home, glared at my book, watched two wrenching episodes of "Buffy" with my hermit, glared at my book some more and moved some commas around. I can foresee more research. It's not needed to finish this chapter or probably the next one, the problem with them being the characters and a couple of minor structural issues. But I'm going to need it. I looked at theatrical books at Barnes and Noble. None of them was quite right. My ancient SEVEN STAGES OF THE THEATER is proving very useful, but the author is such a sexist that sometimes I can't stand it.
Pamela
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Date: 2002-12-31 05:23 pm (UTC)A happy 2003 to you too, brilliant one.
Pamela
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Date: 2003-01-01 07:46 am (UTC)