"And in itself can make a Heaven of Hell..."
From fetid to feted - quotidian disappointment and stress has inspired me to rededicate myself to making the most of my leisure time. I have just returned from the most fabulous group dinner at the local all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet followed by a packed viewing of Shrek 2. During the meal, plans were hatched for our annual hajj to Las Vegas in September. This afternoon, I constructed the forty-eight by thirty-six inch game board for A. and my upcoming Jeopardy-themed party in June. I am also pressing for the association of a more grandiose atmosphere with next Friday's viewing of the choose-your-own-adventure Dungeons and Dragons movie. I want to require all attendees to wear appropriate costuming (or, in my case, inappropriate costuming since the closest thing I have to a medieval warrior's outfit is going to be my butch little leather harness and lace-up jock (with accompanying metal gauntlets of course)). It doesn't take much to get A. excited about the culinary aspect of such events (raw vegetables, undercooked meat and plenty of mead supplied by yours truly). It should be a blast.
It seems a shame that A. and I were not born into lives of leisure and decadence because we could easily spend the rest of our days planning and hosting these ridiculous galas. It really doesn't sound that bad.
It seems a shame that A. and I were not born into lives of leisure and decadence because we could easily spend the rest of our days planning and hosting these ridiculous galas. It really doesn't sound that bad.