Tomorrow night is the big paella party. Most of the house (first floor) is clean. (Okay, clean-ISH. I've had a busy week.) With bi-fold doors on both ends of the dining room (we put them in to keep various cats out, long story), I'm able to close off the room, enabling me to set up a bit early.
Only some flowers left to add. I've been trying very hard recently to keep up with the clutter, so the kitchen won't take too long….tomorrow for that. A few last things to get at the market (they didn't have the delicious Spanish ham I planned for an appetizer, I forgot to get hummus, and I needed to leave the lobster till last minute) tomorrow morning. The ice cream maker is all set to go this morning (made the cinnamon-flavored custard last night), and the base for the sangria will get mixed tonight. Homemade baguettes are in the freezer….sounds like I'm in good shape! Unusually good shape……hmm. That's usually the Kiss of Death!
Yesterday started out on a bad note. I had spent the night at my son's house so that I could be there to get the two grandsons on their respective busses for school. Son was scheduled for neck surgery first thing and had to leave for the hospital at 5 am…..disc repair, for the second time! Except for not getting much sleep, everything went smoothly. Until I stopped at the grocery store on the way home to do the bulk of the shopping and found my precious Mont Blanc pen was missing…..it had belonged to the Old Man and I love it. Things didn't go that well in the store (see above), so I was getting a little nervous.
Later, however, I got the news that the surgery had gone well and he'd be discharged after lunch, and, miraculously, I found the pen on the floor of the car! Decided to take a quick run to Home Goods after some errands where I found the perfect sangria pitcher
for dinner tomorrow. And summer parties. But, it gets better: in the mail was the packet from my accountant with my tax returns. How is that good news? For the first time in memory, they owe ME money! Enough to cover that new iPad I need desperately, and to pay for at least my first weaving class this summer at Vavstuga. The day wasn't quite over, though. A late FedEx delivery brought this baby, my new classical travel guitar!
including an electronic tuner! You can practice silently using earphones, so it won't be a problem in a hotel or bed&breakfast or dorm room. Trust me, no one wants to listen to ME practice! It can also be used with an amp, not that I'm likely to do that. Ever. It came with a very well-padded gig bag that fits into an airline overhead. Two minor little complaints: the guitar itself is a bit heavier than I expected and the bag does not have backpack-style straps. I might be able to rig something. Again, minor. Excited to get to know the newest addition to my growing collection of guitars, but not till the weekend! Oh, it also has buttons for a strap, something not usually found on a "classical" guitar….gotta get out that inkle loom!
To make your day, a gratuitous silly dog photo from the other night. Meet Rosie.
Stay tuned for a party report.