Sunday: Catching up with life.
Jun. 1st, 2008 08:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsSunday was catch-up. I must have slept twenty hours in the past two nights, much more than usual. Omaha's been in a bit of a cranky mood, mostly because her busted mouth hurts her since she had a seziure earlier in the week, so I'm glad to be sleeping in.
She made breakfast for four: the deal was we'd feed![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lisakit if she'd watch over Kouryou-chan (hopefully not too hard after the neighborhood kids got back from church) and we'd run the monthly shopping for both her and us at Costco, the local warehouse store. I dropped Omaha off and ran over to a restaurant package outlet for flavored syrups for the kids' sodas (Davinci brand, real sugar, no caffeine, no phosphorus, no crud) and to the pet store for other bulk supplies.
We got home and dumped off everything, giving Lisa her supplies. She almost drove off with Omaha's menstrual pads. "What were you thinking?" Omaha said. "Well, I thought they were hers. They're, you know, girly things. She's a girl."
After an hour or so, I gave Omaha a ride to her bi-weekly D&D game. Kouryou-chan played outside while I took a little nap, then woke up and made dinner. For two people, I used five pots and pans, the outdoor grill, three bowls, three liquid measures, two solid measures, the cheese grater... oy. But when I was done I had home-made macaroni & cheese in ramikins for Kouryou-chan, and for me I had a 12oz NY strip steak sous vide seared on the grill, the perfect baked potato, and broccoli with cheese sauce. Mix that with a shandy (half lemonade, half Belgian wheat beer... New Belgian "Skinny Dip", pretty damn good beer this way) and life was perfect. Kouryou-chan made 'Moo!' sounds every time I stabbed the poor thing.
She made breakfast for four: the deal was we'd feed
lisakit if she'd watch over Kouryou-chan (hopefully not too hard after the neighborhood kids got back from church) and we'd run the monthly shopping for both her and us at Costco, the local warehouse store. I dropped Omaha off and ran over to a restaurant package outlet for flavored syrups for the kids' sodas (Davinci brand, real sugar, no caffeine, no phosphorus, no crud) and to the pet store for other bulk supplies. We got home and dumped off everything, giving Lisa her supplies. She almost drove off with Omaha's menstrual pads. "What were you thinking?" Omaha said. "Well, I thought they were hers. They're, you know, girly things. She's a girl."
After an hour or so, I gave Omaha a ride to her bi-weekly D&D game. Kouryou-chan played outside while I took a little nap, then woke up and made dinner. For two people, I used five pots and pans, the outdoor grill, three bowls, three liquid measures, two solid measures, the cheese grater... oy. But when I was done I had home-made macaroni & cheese in ramikins for Kouryou-chan, and for me I had a 12oz NY strip steak sous vide seared on the grill, the perfect baked potato, and broccoli with cheese sauce. Mix that with a shandy (half lemonade, half Belgian wheat beer... New Belgian "Skinny Dip", pretty damn good beer this way) and life was perfect. Kouryou-chan made 'Moo!' sounds every time I stabbed the poor thing.
