Labour Day is upon us
8:41 p.m.
Anyway, he’s settled in, his books are bought, his meal card is validated, his roommate is a drummer and he’s already hooked up with another guitarist and a keyboard player, and it looks like he’s got himself a band in the making. I miss him like crazy, but I knew that was going to happen. We’ll see him at Thanksgiving, which is only a month and a bit away, and everything will be cool.
Speaking of Thanksgiving, we just got an invitation to a wedding on that weekend, the brother of the cousin who got married two years ago, the very same cousin who happens to be a professor of drama at the same university where Buddy Boy is now in attendance. It’s one of her younger brothers (they’re twins) and I really don’t know them at all, but I think we’ll go since we’re going to be in the neighbourhood visiting family anyway. What the hey.
The weather has been beautiful, if a little cool. Little Princess went off to a wedding this afternoon with the keyboard player in her band (they’re just friends and he needed a date) all gussied in up one of my dresses. She looked fabulous. Hubby and I finished watching the first season of Trail0r Park B0ys (“You know what I’m sayin’?”) and tomorrow evening we’re having friends over for dinner.
The menu is as follows:
Curried pumpkin soup
Broccoli cheese strudel
Roasted vegetables with balsamic vinaigrette
Ruby lettuce salad with feta cheese and walnuts
Fruit sorbet with berries for garnish
Tomorrow I will be slaving over a hot stove. Yee haw!
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