From the cover of a magazine that recently arrived in the library. Whoever made this robot, well, let’s just say I love that person.
Today I am extremely frustrated about some recent events. Maybe tomorrow I will have calmed down enough to elaborate. For now I’ll just try not to dwell on it, and try not to get too growly.
My sweet sister Emily came to visit this week. (Hi, Emily!) We had such a nice visit. But wait! Let me back up a little.
M. and I returned from the Outer Banks on Monday, just in time to avoid hurricane Ophelia.* We had flown out there on Friday to attend the wedding of our lovely cousin Jennifer to the dashing Duncan. It was a very beautiful wedding and a fantastic weekend, packed full of great company and great food. We were all worn out by the time we got back. Felt like we’d been gone much longer than a weekend.
Emily and her darling friend Blondie were at our house when we got home, and she proceeded to feed us the most excellent snacks. And a most excellent dinner! We had stuffed chicken and steamed baby squash and wild rice, and purple baby artichokes for dessert. Sometime during the meal Emily and I shared a bout of near-hysterical laughter. I think M. and Blondie were just a little freaked out by it, but we sure enjoyed it. I don’t laugh that hard very often. I don’t even remember what we were laughing about. Something to do with methods of artichoke heart revelation, maybe.
Emily left some nice things in the refrigerator — whether on purpose or not, I’m not sure. (Thanks, Emily!) One was a package of lychee fruit. I just tried one a little while ago, and it was very interesting. The peel seemed sort of like an eggshell, the way it comes off in hard flakes, a little bit, then a little bit more, then the whole rest at once. And the inside, the way it’s folded in on itself — never seen anything like it in a fruit. The flavor was nice. Sweet. I wanted to have more, but by the time I’d gotten down to the seed (which I have to say is very nice-looking and smooth, like a little oblong horse chestnut) I realized that my mouth was starting to swell a little. Damn! Allergies! So I can add lychee to my lengthening list of forbidden foods. (Raw nuts, peaches (sob!), apple peel, fresh figs.) Boo!
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*Here’s hoping it’s not a real bad one. Fingers crossed!
e-Scrabble’s old files will probably be disappearing soon. Couldn’t let this one get away. That Krista is something else.
[9/27: and now e-scrabble is gone for good.. waah!]
We had a lovely, too-short trip to Lake Wenatchee the last few days. Back to the Allen’s cabin, where we used to vacation when I was little. It was so much fun! We might try to go earlier and catch the Perseids next year.
