The weekend.
Oct. 4th, 2004 08:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsFriday, FallenPegasus came over. We hadn't done this last week, too busy, but he came over to dive into the treasure chest he'd left us and pull out a pound or so of halibut, which the three of us then turned into a delicious fish casserole with layers of roma tomatoes herbed with rosemary and basil from the garden. After putting Yamaarashi-chan and Kouryou-chan to bed, Omaha and Pegasus watched The Fugitive while I finished up BloodRayne. There's a real disconnect between the people who did the full motion video movies and the ones who do the in-game cutscenes; the faces are too far apart. I'm afraid that the better graphics engine in the sequel will probably result in the more bloodthirsty, less cute Rayne being the predominant one.
Saturday, I made scrambled eggs and then Yamaarashi-chan and I were out the door to take her to a friend's birthday party. At first, I had thought that this would mean hours of hanging out with a gaggle of little girls, not a welcome predicament, but as it turned out her friend had only three other people over for her party. I chatted with the parents while the girls played outside, then snuck down the hill for something cold but caffeinated from Starbucks, then back. Omaha had spent the afternoon canvassing for Kerry. For dinner, we ate at the local fish joint down the street, and the kids got more Uninhabited Planet
Sunday, we decided to head out to the park![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jenkitty and I had climbed over a week earlier, Flaming Geyser. Omaha thought it was no longer tall enough to qualify as a geyser and quoted one wag as calling it "Flaming Gashole." Okay, that's fair, that's what it is. We went up the second trail and then the geyser trail. Kouryou-chan got a bit freaked out by the big beetles crawling about the trails, and both she and Yamaarashi-chan spent time on the kid's playground at the picnic field. They were both fascinated by the river, and wondered if they would see any baby salmon, but it was too early in the season for that. On the walk back, we passed by a pair of trees that had dumped all of their leaves in great layers, and with just a few judicious kicks Omaha and I assembled a massive leaf pile for the girls to run and jump into. Much giggling ensued, especially after we buried the girls in leaves. "Look! It's a leaf monster! The pile is moving! Cthulu ph'tagn!" More giggling.
Afterwards, it was time to take Yamaarashi-chan back to her mother's house, and then the rest of us tried to make it to Costco before they were closed. So, it was time to hit the local grocery store, and then home. Omaha made delicious lamb chops while I used up a lot of the leftover vegetables by chopping them fine and mixing them with ginger and garlic, saute'ing them and mixing them with couscous.
And Omaha found the coolest thing on the planet: an ice-cream scoop that works! Rather than that dopey scoop-bar thing you sometimes find, this scoop is made out of steel and is split right down the middle. Gripping the handle naturally causes the scoop to close, and when you release, the scoop opens completely, dropping by half the surface area the ice cream has for gripping to the spoon. That and a robust non-stick coating make it damn near the perfect scoop. A lot better than the "Good Grips" piece o' crap we've had for the past two years.
Saturday, I made scrambled eggs and then Yamaarashi-chan and I were out the door to take her to a friend's birthday party. At first, I had thought that this would mean hours of hanging out with a gaggle of little girls, not a welcome predicament, but as it turned out her friend had only three other people over for her party. I chatted with the parents while the girls played outside, then snuck down the hill for something cold but caffeinated from Starbucks, then back. Omaha had spent the afternoon canvassing for Kerry. For dinner, we ate at the local fish joint down the street, and the kids got more Uninhabited Planet
Sunday, we decided to head out to the park
jenkitty and I had climbed over a week earlier, Flaming Geyser. Omaha thought it was no longer tall enough to qualify as a geyser and quoted one wag as calling it "Flaming Gashole." Okay, that's fair, that's what it is. We went up the second trail and then the geyser trail. Kouryou-chan got a bit freaked out by the big beetles crawling about the trails, and both she and Yamaarashi-chan spent time on the kid's playground at the picnic field. They were both fascinated by the river, and wondered if they would see any baby salmon, but it was too early in the season for that. On the walk back, we passed by a pair of trees that had dumped all of their leaves in great layers, and with just a few judicious kicks Omaha and I assembled a massive leaf pile for the girls to run and jump into. Much giggling ensued, especially after we buried the girls in leaves. "Look! It's a leaf monster! The pile is moving! Cthulu ph'tagn!" More giggling.Afterwards, it was time to take Yamaarashi-chan back to her mother's house, and then the rest of us tried to make it to Costco before they were closed. So, it was time to hit the local grocery store, and then home. Omaha made delicious lamb chops while I used up a lot of the leftover vegetables by chopping them fine and mixing them with ginger and garlic, saute'ing them and mixing them with couscous.
And Omaha found the coolest thing on the planet: an ice-cream scoop that works! Rather than that dopey scoop-bar thing you sometimes find, this scoop is made out of steel and is split right down the middle. Gripping the handle naturally causes the scoop to close, and when you release, the scoop opens completely, dropping by half the surface area the ice cream has for gripping to the spoon. That and a robust non-stick coating make it damn near the perfect scoop. A lot better than the "Good Grips" piece o' crap we've had for the past two years.
