|08:20 am - hodgepodge|
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( And when I woke up from that dream, I had this other dream.Collapse )
I think I got Jean and Bailey's cold. I'm grouchy. But hoppie is moderately pleased. Because cold translates neatly into one thing and one thing only...matza ball soup.
Me: Do you hope I'll get sick so I'll make matza ball soup?
Hoppie: No. You'll make it anyway. You can only go so long without it. Then you'll come home and say, "I must make matza ball soup." Being sick is just a convenient excuse for you.
So last night I made matza ball soup. The matza balls came out terrible. Worst I've ever made. I think the temperature was too low when I put the matza balls in so they didn't fluff up right.
There's plenty of soup left over (when isn't there?) so I said I'd try to make new matza balls for tonight when we have more soup.
Hoppie: Good. Then I'll have a couple of more now.
Me: But they're terrible.
Hoppie: Matza Balls are like sex. When they're good, they're fantastic, and when they're bad, they're still good.
That's sweet, I think. Isn't it?
This morning I took Lanna to the airport.
This weekend I:
- Won a couple big hands at poker that paid for the night. I won one early that gave me enough take my original stake off the table and play off my winnings until the end of the night, and then I won the last hand which allowed me to spend money at Liz's on Sunday.
- Made a couple of netted rings at Liz's
- Had a great idea for a necklace and earring set with garnets and mother of pearl hearts
That's pretty much it.
Current Mood: awake
Current Music: Various Artists - The Crawdad Song