On Friday, it took over an hour to get from downtown to the airport because all of I-93 was closed. What?! The number of times we turned became ridiculous. It was all worth it because Peterson’s show was excellent (although I wasn’t all that impressed with the Northeastern audience), and the South Street Diner was a great late-night meal.
Aaron is the best boyfriend EVAR! We had a birthday party for me, and he actually made pulled pork from scratch! Why? Because he needed it to make my bar-b-q spaghetti. Yes, if we can’t go to the Bar-B-Q Shop in real life, Aaron was going to make sure I got some for my birthday dinner. When he first arrived home the other day with a big hunk of meat, I asked, "Why did you get me a big hunk of meat for my birthday?!" See, I’m not a big meat eater. He fessed up that he was making my favorite Memphis dish, and I was so touched. Really. SOOO sweet. He also made baked cheese grits.
The guests were Linda and Steve (close friends of mine from Atlanta), Scott and Michelle (close friends from grad school in Indiana), and Kristin (college friend who I lived with years ago when I lived in Boston the first time). Aaron talked my friends into making stuff that I liked from my life in other places. Kristin actually thought the party was the week before so last Saturday, she brought a lovely bottle of red wine, so she was off the hook this weeK! Scott and Michelle brought mozzerella, tomatoes, prosciutto, and pesto (YUM!) and Linda brought gorp, that mix of peanuts, chocolate chips, and raisins they used to feed us at rehearsals when we were both in the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra Chorus. Fun times!
Aaron also made me an ice cream cake shaped like a ladybug. It was so very cute. And tasty, too. It was vanilla and spice cake with Ginger ice cream from J.P. Licks. Even the beers he got were my favorite kinds. (If someone’s offering Bud, I’m having water.)
Perhaps the most amusing part of the party was viewing R. Kelley’s Trapped in the Closet. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, you are SO missing out. I recommend you read up on this phenomenon.
All of our party guests now want their own copies!
It was so much fun to see everyone. I have the best friends in the world. I just wish I could have transported some of my close friends from other cities, too.
Well this is crazy. It’s a picture of my maternal grandmother in 1912.
So tired, but I forced my eyes to stay open long enough to post a few pictures from our trip to the new IKEA in Stoughton. $183 spent, and an unbelievable amount of extremely useful purchases made. We got full desk setups for both of us to have real work stations at home. Unreal.
IKEA Vlogging to follow as soon as I can get Aaron to convert the file from its weird format.
