Sorry I haven't blogged, but had a very full weekend. On Saturday, I went with Himself, Og, and Parner to the Funshow/Gunshow. We had bacon (or BaKhaaannn) and biscuits so fluffy they would have floated off the table if not for the sausage gravy holding them down. When Og took his first bite of bacon, I honestly wasn't sure if he was having a seizure or an... ahem... petit morte brought on by porcine goodness.
In any case, we waddled over to the show where we looked at many marvelous things. I had admired the work of a knife-maker, Terry Miller, for two years but hadn't found the knife for me. This show I did--I grabbed the handle and it was like something out of Arthurian legend--the sun broke through the roof, a choir broke into song, and I finally found My Knife--and it was priced right. Yay!
Then today, Himself and I went to help Brigid pack her stuff for a journey to the new Range (the Range is a mobile concept, not tied down to a specific spot). We got to break in my New Ride on this trip and also got to help a friend so it was a win/win. There was bubblewrap, laughter, canoes (don't ask), and the wisdom of having someone else look through your cabinets (and dishwasher) for those few items that might have otherwise been left behind. The hard part was making Brigid stay off her foot (we both had to tell her multiple times to just sit and point and we'll do the packing).
After a good day, I'm now sitting on the couch enjoying the dessert that Brigid bought for me at the pub. It has creme brulee, flourless chocolate cake, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce. The perfect end to a great weekend.
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