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By God we were social bastards yesterday.
I hit up a bake sale (Bake for Japan) at CakeSpy. Said Hi to a few people and came home with a boat-load of baked goods. Including these buns of love from Harvest Vine. They are so very very good. They are like a cross between a croissant and a cinnamon roll. So perfect.
After that Mr. Jenner took Senor Onion swimming. I did not go along as Miss Biscuit is still sort of sick and well... I came down with something. Whatever. But I kept going because promises were made regarding social obligations. We met up with some old friends at the bottom of Queen Anne for some Thai food. Mr. Jenner used to work with the husband of this couple way back in the old days at Microsoft. It was nice to catch up. I forget how much I like the wife. After noodles and potstickers we wandered over to the children's museum (as we had promised Senor Onion for some time now that we would take them) and let the kids have themselves a time. Wandering in there on the weekend is like walking in on the most out of control cocktail party. There are people weeping, racing around in costume and a few rolling around on the ground. I think the kids had a good time. Then it was time to go home. We being adventurous sorts took the bus home. I ran into someone I used to work with at B&N. So it was good to say Hi and all that jazz. Though if we are honest, the true highlight was when a man dropped his bottle of Seagrams and spilled half of it on the floor right in front of us. Senor Onion kept saying, "What did he spill? It spilled EVERYWHERE." Yes it did kiddo. Yes it did. The bus smelled like the liquor store for a few minutes before things were tidied up. The upside is that it evaporates quickly. As smells go on public transport; spilled booze isn't that bad.
We made it home for tea. By this point I was broken. Mr. Jenner made toad in the hole for dinner and there was early bedtimes for one and all. The theme of the evening was hacking, coughing and blowing one's nose. As it is good to share something as a family.
Today it is mostly about treading water and getting through the day. For both children are ornery and if they had weapons, we would be afraid. They are having more breakdowns than Anne Heche. (hopefully they won't write a book) Maybe there will be another night of early bedtimes. Because sweet mary, this weekend is being cruel.
I hit up a bake sale (Bake for Japan) at CakeSpy. Said Hi to a few people and came home with a boat-load of baked goods. Including these buns of love from Harvest Vine. They are so very very good. They are like a cross between a croissant and a cinnamon roll. So perfect.
After that Mr. Jenner took Senor Onion swimming. I did not go along as Miss Biscuit is still sort of sick and well... I came down with something. Whatever. But I kept going because promises were made regarding social obligations. We met up with some old friends at the bottom of Queen Anne for some Thai food. Mr. Jenner used to work with the husband of this couple way back in the old days at Microsoft. It was nice to catch up. I forget how much I like the wife. After noodles and potstickers we wandered over to the children's museum (as we had promised Senor Onion for some time now that we would take them) and let the kids have themselves a time. Wandering in there on the weekend is like walking in on the most out of control cocktail party. There are people weeping, racing around in costume and a few rolling around on the ground. I think the kids had a good time. Then it was time to go home. We being adventurous sorts took the bus home. I ran into someone I used to work with at B&N. So it was good to say Hi and all that jazz. Though if we are honest, the true highlight was when a man dropped his bottle of Seagrams and spilled half of it on the floor right in front of us. Senor Onion kept saying, "What did he spill? It spilled EVERYWHERE." Yes it did kiddo. Yes it did. The bus smelled like the liquor store for a few minutes before things were tidied up. The upside is that it evaporates quickly. As smells go on public transport; spilled booze isn't that bad.
We made it home for tea. By this point I was broken. Mr. Jenner made toad in the hole for dinner and there was early bedtimes for one and all. The theme of the evening was hacking, coughing and blowing one's nose. As it is good to share something as a family.
Today it is mostly about treading water and getting through the day. For both children are ornery and if they had weapons, we would be afraid. They are having more breakdowns than Anne Heche. (hopefully they won't write a book) Maybe there will be another night of early bedtimes. Because sweet mary, this weekend is being cruel.
