Had a lovely time doing overwrought-dress-up tea at the Georgian this afternoon. I specifically wanted to wear something more or less 18th-century-ish in this setting, and doing that with other people who are dressed to the nines is way more fun. ( A few photos )

The most exciting development of the day:

There are song sparrows at my feeder. They have not been among the visitors before now, at least that I'm aware of. But I spotted a bunch of them after I got home this afternoon. Completely synchronistically, this was the featured bird on this morning's edition of Bird Note, so I was primed to recognize ( Read more... )

I dragged myself out of bed this morning later than would be ideal, but not as late as I would have liked in terms of sleep, and puttered around for an hour feeling more like I'd spent last night carousing in a club rather than what I actually did. (I always forget how much four hours at the station takes out of me in terms of energy and resources ( Read more... )

( Continuation of Friday )

The past week has been so out of control that by Wednesday night, the chance of me getting any holiday baking done was looking almost nil. I was freaking out about everything, my husband was getting frustrated, friends were telling me to stop trying to be superwoman ( Read more... )

Operation "Do everything morthael wants to do in Seattle before he leaves" got underway this weekend.

Friday evening, we had dinner at Lark. He mostly went with things he's always enjoyed there; I tried a couple of new seasonal things, including an apple and endive salad with smoked blue cheese that was absolutely outstanding (even the hardcore carnivore ( Read more... )

What I wore on Saturday evening (the night before Halloween), when we went to a party and morthael tried to talk me into going to the Mercury (I ended up saying no, as I was not in the right frame of mind for a sardine-can amateur night).( What happens when I raid my closet on an hour's notice )

Wasn't it supposed to rain today? I guess I missed the change in the forecast. In any case, I'm glad, because it made for a really lovely day of running about ( Read more... )

My mother treated me to the opera tonight: Lucia di Lammermoor. ( Assorted nattering about singing, stagecraft, costuming, culture, and wine )

I felt better after I showered, so we went for a (supposedly) quick* lunch at Cafe Presse, and then hit the Mourning Market for a brisk pass in the final hour. I was not really feeling well enough to make reasoned decisions among all the stuff on offer, even though I saw a lot that I liked, so I ended up with less than I thought I would: a B&W ( Read more... )