Contentedness

[slipjig3]

A good day. A quite good day, indeed. How so, you ask? Allow me to elucidate:

* It was the first day of a four-day weekend.
* Better yet, I had much of it all to myself.
* Abbey woke up, picked out an outfit, and put it on without any prompting. Amazingly, the outfit matched.
* Kristi is spending the entire weekend over at this house. Matter of fact, she's snoozing on the couch at this very moment. She's such a cute sleeper.
* She promised to make her drop-dead-gorgeous Macaroni Quattro Formaggio con Prosciutto tomorrow night, if I bought the ingredients. So I did. There's something very satisfying about buying Gruyere and Gorgonzola in the same shopping trip.
* I successfully assembled a set of bookshelves all by my lonesome. I probably should've had a beer afterwards, but I can't stand the stuff.
* I got the Hindenberg-load of books moved out of the now-playroom, now that I have a place to put them. (I don't have to worry about my mom-in-law pawing the smut and the Wicca sourcebooks any more! Yay!)
* Lunch consisted of the following: maple ham and old-style roast beef on Dutch potato bread with roasted garlic and onion jam, a handful of spiced sweet potato chips, and four asparagus pickles, with a Pepsi to wash it down. I'm reminiscing already.
* Kristi surprised us by picking up pizza and wings on the way over.
* My copy of Raymond Smullyan's To Mock a Mockingbird arrived in the mail.
* The Union announced that they've signed a tentative agreement with the company on a five year contract. I get to keep not only my job, but my medical benefits. And, oh yeah, we get a profit sharing check very soon. Drinks are on me!

If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go make this day perfect by sleeping like a hundred-weight of roofing tiles. G'night, all.

Comments

[nonethewiser.livejournal.com]

I love you.


This is after beer four, and you have to promise not to tell johnnyg, or about how it took me like a whole minute, or even two, to type this, or how many times I used the backspace key, but still.

Yep.

Bad beer, bad.

[yendi]

* My copy of Raymond Smullyan's To Mock a Mockingbird arrived in the mail.

It's back in print? I need this one (as well as about four of his other books) to complete my collection.

[cyan-blue.livejournal.com]

Mazel tov!

[odheirre.livejournal.com]

She promised to make her drop-dead-gorgeous Macaroni Quattro Formaggio con Prosciutto tomorrow night, if I bought the ingredients.

I Want A Recipe. This sounds yummy.

Just FYI: The LJ spell check suggests replacing DiMaggio for Formaggio, and (for completeness sake) Quarto for Quattro. Interestingly enough, the phrase "con Prosciutto" went through without a hitch. So, this recipe should be rechristened Macaroni Quarto DiMaggio con Prosciutto. It'll be a real hit!

Congrats. Sounds like things are moving your way.

[mac-arthur-park.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a wonderful day.

[irisira03.livejournal.com]

Sounds like an awesome weekend afoot ... have fun!