Live blogging from Stuy Town as I help Collie and Co. prepare Southern Thanksgiving.
Thus far I've made banana pudding, corn bread, corn bread dressing and breakfast casserole.
Why, pray tell, is the Yankee making the Southern specialties?
Who cares? Collie makes Kaluha and coffee while I cook, so I'm a happy happy Yankee. Even if I don't have the manners God gave a goat.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Showing posts with label Pearls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pearls. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
27 Ways to be Ridiculous
Home again home again, jiggety jig.
It's hard to come home after a weekend filled with friends. Everything seems a little empty and deflated.
I am, for once, at a loss for words. Shocker I know. I suppose I'll just quote the brides father:
Be excellent to one another
and
Party on dudes!
It's hard to come home after a weekend filled with friends. Everything seems a little empty and deflated.
I am, for once, at a loss for words. Shocker I know. I suppose I'll just quote the brides father:
Be excellent to one another
and
Party on dudes!
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Blogging with a Southern Accent
Aside from a business trip last Fall to Atlanta, I am currently the furthest south I've ever been. Can you hear the drawl?
We arrived in Charlottesville last night after a harrowing airport experience. Someone, who shall remain nameless but was not yours truly, left her purse at the office. This, we discovered, upon our arrival at LGA. Hilarity ensued.
Or rather, we called a second car service to pick up the missing purse on at the office on 39th and 5th. Want some drama? Try to get a car out of Manhattan at 6 pm on a Friday evening in time to make a 7:10 flight. Wooo Hoo. Fun times. Fun times.
Still, we all made it safe and sound. Take offs equaled landings and now we are settled in the Southland.
Stay tuned for reports from Wedding Central.
We arrived in Charlottesville last night after a harrowing airport experience. Someone, who shall remain nameless but was not yours truly, left her purse at the office. This, we discovered, upon our arrival at LGA. Hilarity ensued.
Or rather, we called a second car service to pick up the missing purse on at the office on 39th and 5th. Want some drama? Try to get a car out of Manhattan at 6 pm on a Friday evening in time to make a 7:10 flight. Wooo Hoo. Fun times. Fun times.
Still, we all made it safe and sound. Take offs equaled landings and now we are settled in the Southland.
Stay tuned for reports from Wedding Central.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Mary Harriman Would be Proud
Had myself a Junior League meeting last night. I adore my committee, but take slight exception with one of my co-chairs. She is a “corporate trainer by nature,” her words, not mine. Frankly, I feel corporate trainers/teambuilders occupy the circle of hell just above HR. So I admit, I am biased.
At the beginning of each meeting, Madam Co-Chair has us play an “ice breaker” (ice breakers are what one is made to play in the final circle of hell). Last week it was the M&M game, last night it was “Similarities,” turn to the person on your left and list 5 things you have in common.
As luck would have it, I sat next to my dear friend.
We listed our similarities:
Things we like:
Gin
Vodka
Our hairdresser
Plaid
Being in charge
Somehow I don’t think that’s what Madam Co-Chair had in mind…
At the beginning of each meeting, Madam Co-Chair has us play an “ice breaker” (ice breakers are what one is made to play in the final circle of hell). Last week it was the M&M game, last night it was “Similarities,” turn to the person on your left and list 5 things you have in common.
As luck would have it, I sat next to my dear friend.
We listed our similarities:
Things we like:
Gin
Vodka
Our hairdresser
Plaid
Being in charge
Somehow I don’t think that’s what Madam Co-Chair had in mind…
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