the sweet sounds of cicadas ...
in d.c. still for less than 24 more hours and boy am i fretting about how to get myself out of here and back to ann arbor.
much to report and nothing to write...or is it the exact reverse?
michaelkmrazmd has been in town this weekend for a conference. on saturday night, venn diagramming in georgetown over tuna and swordfish burgers with many gal pals y nico and michael. much fun.
last night, he and i had a very nice meal at viridian. and i got to eat the rice pudding i have been loving. (you would so love it julia).
today much running around, ferrying things hither and yon.
but first, a zinger from katha quinn. last night while the emmys were still being broadcast i received this email message:
Kelly,
Your boyfriend lost out to Barry Manilow. I am so embarrassed for
the two of you.
Also, I heard Tim Gunn say on Larry King that he regrets
using the word zaftig about a model. I am anxious to hear about your
weekend. Love Mom.do you see why i adore this woman?
posted by kq @ 10:43 AM
4 Comments:
I adore all the rice puddings of the world. Especially if fresh mint has been snipped into it.
The snipping of fresh mint into rice puddings--well, that just makes me *melt.*
"It completes me," much like Madeline's soft fur and the flow of Yoga. And Yoda. And sensually productive butt glue.
Hugs and kisses for the recent Neurotic-ahhh shout-out, re: the review of the book--I have printed this out and put it on the fridge, under magnet. :-)
I might also observe that this Famous DC Rice Pudding could also make an ideal base for the butt-glue.
Just add ground barbaro to taste--
Final thought: I think you need to get off of Gratitude Journaling about that Guy Raz--GR is soooo 1998.
Today it's all about Morning Edition's Steveinsky and his tart-tounged interview style, yo.
Okay--must do some work now.
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