Can Someone Please Pass the Claritin?

I've had a headache all evening, so I don't feel like posting much this evening. (The sinus thing that accompanies Spring (though technically it's not officially the new season yet) is in like a lion.)

At any rate, I am posting some pictures of Deutsch. (There are none of Scout because all the ones of him I shot today contain nudity.)

Nighty night, everyone.

Tiptoe Through the Two Lips

The above photo is of the beautiful yellow tulips Squidley surprised me with a few days ago. They were not yet blooming when he brought them home. Being a lover of many things Dutch, tulips are near the top of my list. And apparently they are near the top of Deutsch and Scout's lists, too. Each of them slowly and carefully examined the beautiful blooms, and I think the tulips passed with flying colors.

Tonight's dinner was so delicious: curry. The multi-spiced dish is one whose aroma easily draws me toward the kitchen and whose taste I slowly savor.

Nighty night, everyone.

The Dating Game

I've had two dates with Squidley today. Yippee! The first was for lunch at a new place nearby. It was our second luncheon date there, but he has been there a few other times, too. The food was excellent, especially the rockfish. Our second date was a movie; we saw "When in Rome." There was a cute segment, including much of the cast, after the film was over. At any rate, yeah, it was kind of a chick flick, but Squidley was in good company because there were a lot of guys there with their gals.

Everyone, have a good evening.

Nighty night.

Sleepyhead is Off to Bed

Here comes the broken record again: I am so sleepy. Howerer, there is always time enough for posting photographs of Deutsch and Scout. I wish I was even half as cute as either of them.

I hope everyone is enjoying the evening.

A good day to you tomorrow.

Nighty night.

Why, Twiddle Dee Dee!

Thought I'd share one thing I did yesterday.

No, I didn't read that infamous sequel. Been there. Done that.

I had put away the picnic quilt for a while to work on other things. Yesterday, it was back to the drawing board. I sandwiched the quilt layers (backing, batting, and quilt top), then pin basted said layers together. The books (I've read three of four.) doubled as "paper weights," preventing the entire project from ferrying.

Five helpful little words no one every mentioned to me: stretch pants and knee pads. Perhaps I should have chosen something other that the floor for a working surface. At any rate, that is done. Now I simply must decide what quilting technique I will employ.

I almost forgot the really exciting thing about pinning the layers. My fifty quilt pin package actually contained fifty-three pins. Yippee! So, I had one pin for each square center, and one for each border.

Must get to sleep soon. Nighty night.

Curry and Spice and Everything Nice

Tonight's post is short because I want to get into bed very soon. Nearly every minute today has been filled with activity, and I am left tired but content.

And just a by the way. The above photo is of a tasty bowl of curry that Squidley made this evening. It's main inredients were chicken, fresh cauliflower, potatoes, carrots, onions, and some diced tomatoes. And of course, curry. And lots of other seasonings. Rice accompanied the meal.

A good evening to everyone.

The Whole Kilt 'n' Kaboodle

We were scheduled to attend a yearly dinner called "Burns Supper" in late January, the same week as the birthdate of the honoree, Robert Burns, but when an incredible amount of snow fell, the event was postponed until early February. And guess what? There was a repeat performance of the snowfall, and again, the evening was a no go.

This past Saturday, about five weekends after the event's originally scheduled date, a large number of us gathered to honor one of Scotland's finest. We enjoyed a wonderful dinner, listened to humorous speeches and original poetry, and danced and listened to classic Scottish music. Everyone was finely dressed, the ladies in all sorts of creations, very long, mid-length, and short, shiny, glittery, bold, basic black, plaid accessories, etc.. While some men wore very handsome, dark suits, the larger number were dressed in traditional kilt attire, which included kilt, dress shirt, jacket, knee socks, hat, and sporin. The men looked dashing, the ladies looked gorgeous. And all in all, it was quite a lovely evening.

At each place setting was a placemat on which the words to "Auld Lang Syne" were printed. Later in the evening, we all joined hands and sang the song whose famous lyrics were written by Robert Burns.

The above two photos are but a sampling of the men's contribution to the evening. Their going all out on this oh, so appropriate attire added immensely to the occasion's festiveness. And simultaneously, they got a small taste of what we ladies go through with the whole skirt wearing thing. Of course, they didn't have to contend with pantyhose.

Robbie Burns

The above pictures show the snow in the parking lot just outside the dinner hall.

Well, it is late, and we are all tired. We had a nice little dinner of grilled chicken, rice, fresh green beans, and tossed salad, and I was almost ready to fall asleep afterward. Of course I had done about thirty minutes on the eliptical, and Squidley and I had walked for nearly an hour before dinner.

Everyone take very good care.

Nighty night.