Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen
mrissa

Post-Party

Saffron buns for breakfast must be some kind of metaphor for decadence. I also have a bunch of saffron bun breakfasts ahead of me. When markgritter and timprov are awake, we'll talk about how many of them I should freeze and how many they think they'll eat before they go suboptimal. I had Mark throw the last cut-up bits of baguette out to the birds after they'd been sitting in the air all night, but I don't particularly want to throw lussekatter to the birds. That's the sort of thing for which they overthrow your kingdom, I think.

People came. There was enough food. It really didn't look like that much food on paper (I had a list; of course I had a list), but when careswen and mmerriam showed up with cookies, we had a mad moment of scramble to place the cookies. We have a few leftovers here and there. We will be having stir-fry with the peppers and peapods. Possibly more than one kind of stir-fry. Shish-kabobs. Pasta with pepper sauce. Maybe red jungle fowl's joy. I did that on purpose. I have no idea what we're going to do with the cauliflower, for the simple reason that I'm the only person in the house who likes cauliflower all that much, and even I don't want to lunch on it exclusively.

I went to bed at around 1:45, with the dishwasher running and the food safely stowed or disposed of and the guests all gone home. I woke up again at 6:15 as usual and was able to push my body to 7:00, but then I was up. It's not that I'm not tired, and it's not that I have so much to do today. (I have plenty to do, but I'm not convinced that I'm doing much of it today. Some days need to be like that.) My body just woke me up as usual. And now you know why I don't generally stay up all that late.

For those of you who were here: is anybody missing a long, black wrap? (greatestofnates, can you make sure it's not your friend's?) Also we found a nuk, but there was really only one possibility for whose that is, now that Robin is big enough to drive. (At least, that's what he told his dad.) So ladysea, songwind, next time we see you, we should have a nuk to give back to you. Mostly the give-it-back basket is less full than it was yesterday morning, though, not more, and that's a good thing.
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