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I just got back from the 3rd annual Latkes at Larky's. This time we had special guests! Linda and John, Jewish neighbors and dear friends of Pam and Colleen. At first Megan was worried that our guests would bring a 'conservative air' to the table, but by 8 o'clock she was begging Linda for more stories about getting high at night and waking up to go teach first grade in the early 70s. Ummm.
Lark Nierenberg is SURROUNDED by wicked intelligent people. No wonder she is so fucking smart.
I loved laughing with Megan and Michelle, I loved eating Pam's incredible dinner (and black raspberry sorbet dessert), I loved hearing stories about a generation just a touch older (and a lot hippie-er) than my parents, but my favorite part of the evening was explaining my new major/minor and hearing Colleen saying she could totally see me at 40.
Pam is warm and bright and enthusiastic and thinks every breath you take is amazing, and I always walk away from her with 20 self-esteem points, but one quiet compliment from Colleen, and I am floating for days. I fucking love these people! And I am suddenly determined to become that person Colleen sees me as at 40 years old, haha.
Anyways, the eight of us sat at the table for nearly four hours until someone looked at their watch and we all jumped up, suddenly exhausted.
I'll post a picture later of the very cool necklace P&C gave me for the holidays. Michelle is convinced hers looks like a swastika, but I think she is just sorely mistaken when it comes to what a swastika actually looks like.
So much going on lately, but I wish I were LJing more. This weekend I lost my Christmas cheer (literally on Friday lol) and started watching Robot Chicken when I could have been doing other things, and started lying in bed, not quite napping, not quite listening to season 2 (and then 3) of The Ricky Gervais Show podcast. Blahh. Today was the last day of that business! (Matt and I worked out together again, but when it was my turn for the treadmill, I gave up after 5 minutes complaining (falsely) about my ribs and went to my room to lie in bed for TWO HOURS finishing season 3 of Ricky Steve and Karl, before forcing myself to get up and shower.
Oh and first thing I did this morning was watch the Extras christmas special. I literally am alive and bouncing when I cut tv out of my daily life. GET OUT OF HERE.
Just three days of this has worn me out (thank god for L at L's), and tomorrow I'm determined to get back to my former, cheery, holiday break self :)
That means more posts and less whining. Yay!
One last thing before I sleep (fucking 8am cavity fillings for Matt and me tomorrow--but their bitty!), last night Claire and I searched for Mamma Mia at any and every Red Box we could find, and found it to be incredibly stupid, incredibly funny, and unbelievably ridiculous. WTF. Also, Claire knew Colin Firth's character was gay. She called it 20 minutes in. Insane.
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it's a little creepy that i'm writing to you already because you only left my house three minutes ago. however, i have good news to share: i asked my mom and colleen if you three could come over for new years (cuz i wanted to be a good little daughter and clarify it with them before we made any final plans) and they said that would be okay!
they'll be up north and specifically requested that no one other than the four of us celebrate here. i told them that would be no problem for three reasons. 1: if that's what i tell you, i assume you'll all be good little buddies and have no issue with it. 2: i dislike most of our graduating class so it's not like i'd open the door if they showed up. 3: is brittany hallquist really going to show up knocking?!
so.... let me know what you all think. since it would have to be limited to the four of us, it's not like it'll be crazy. however, i think we could definitely welcome the new year with some delicious shots (maybe not so many for rachel..... ;) ) and some good memories in the makin'.
no pressure. if you want to go to other parties, by all means: it's YOUR new year. but let me know what you think so i can possibly start roping people into buying us booze..... (like my dad?)...
thanks for coming over tonight--great to see you all!
*Triumphant fist pump*
Lark Nierenberg is SURROUNDED by wicked intelligent people. No wonder she is so fucking smart.
I loved laughing with Megan and Michelle, I loved eating Pam's incredible dinner (and black raspberry sorbet dessert), I loved hearing stories about a generation just a touch older (and a lot hippie-er) than my parents, but my favorite part of the evening was explaining my new major/minor and hearing Colleen saying she could totally see me at 40.
Pam is warm and bright and enthusiastic and thinks every breath you take is amazing, and I always walk away from her with 20 self-esteem points, but one quiet compliment from Colleen, and I am floating for days. I fucking love these people! And I am suddenly determined to become that person Colleen sees me as at 40 years old, haha.
Anyways, the eight of us sat at the table for nearly four hours until someone looked at their watch and we all jumped up, suddenly exhausted.
I'll post a picture later of the very cool necklace P&C gave me for the holidays. Michelle is convinced hers looks like a swastika, but I think she is just sorely mistaken when it comes to what a swastika actually looks like.
So much going on lately, but I wish I were LJing more. This weekend I lost my Christmas cheer (literally on Friday lol) and started watching Robot Chicken when I could have been doing other things, and started lying in bed, not quite napping, not quite listening to season 2 (and then 3) of The Ricky Gervais Show podcast. Blahh. Today was the last day of that business! (Matt and I worked out together again, but when it was my turn for the treadmill, I gave up after 5 minutes complaining (falsely) about my ribs and went to my room to lie in bed for TWO HOURS finishing season 3 of Ricky Steve and Karl, before forcing myself to get up and shower.
Oh and first thing I did this morning was watch the Extras christmas special. I literally am alive and bouncing when I cut tv out of my daily life. GET OUT OF HERE.
Just three days of this has worn me out (thank god for L at L's), and tomorrow I'm determined to get back to my former, cheery, holiday break self :)
That means more posts and less whining. Yay!
One last thing before I sleep (fucking 8am cavity fillings for Matt and me tomorrow--but their bitty!), last night Claire and I searched for Mamma Mia at any and every Red Box we could find, and found it to be incredibly stupid, incredibly funny, and unbelievably ridiculous. WTF. Also, Claire knew Colin Firth's character was gay. She called it 20 minutes in. Insane.
Lark sent a message in reply to a thread.
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it's a little creepy that i'm writing to you already because you only left my house three minutes ago. however, i have good news to share: i asked my mom and colleen if you three could come over for new years (cuz i wanted to be a good little daughter and clarify it with them before we made any final plans) and they said that would be okay!
they'll be up north and specifically requested that no one other than the four of us celebrate here. i told them that would be no problem for three reasons. 1: if that's what i tell you, i assume you'll all be good little buddies and have no issue with it. 2: i dislike most of our graduating class so it's not like i'd open the door if they showed up. 3: is brittany hallquist really going to show up knocking?!
so.... let me know what you all think. since it would have to be limited to the four of us, it's not like it'll be crazy. however, i think we could definitely welcome the new year with some delicious shots (maybe not so many for rachel..... ;) ) and some good memories in the makin'.
no pressure. if you want to go to other parties, by all means: it's YOUR new year. but let me know what you think so i can possibly start roping people into buying us booze..... (like my dad?)...
thanks for coming over tonight--great to see you all!
*Triumphant fist pump*