Archive for January, 2005
Partay.
Monday, January 17th, 2005
So the party happened and I have some photos, but they don’t quite capture the rapture that was the countertop Lionel Ritchie dance party or the leg wrestling tourney or the moment someone just felt like throwing a cup of sangria down the stairs.
I believe some other folks have many more better photos that accurately depict the glorious wig box (!) and sexy fez poses.
As James feels every inch of his thirty years due to a two day hangover, I’ll keep the photo with the man-kissing for another day.
(click on picture to view my paltry excuse for party pics)
The weekend brought a visit from my very favorite Aubrey, good friends from down South and a surprise Best Man request from James’ best friend Andy.
The absolute best part about all our gloried guests? They weren’t the stingy kind, bringing fancy Dean & Deluca cheeses and dipping sauces, all the booze and then some, tasty breakfast pastries and their own toiletries.
You should be as lucky as we are to have friends like those.
Also, there was winetasting.
And, as we discovered, if you go winetasting with me, it’s free.
And the pourer at Grgich Hills looks better than foxy, even before he pulls out the secret 2000 Zinfandel.
In sadder news, the dog we loved and were approved for was nixed by the property management, so we are on the lookout for an under 40 lb pound dog that can run up to 3 miles at a human pace.
In happier news, James got lots of whiskey for his birthday, as well as a subscription to Maxim and an iPod. I hope my 30th is just as fruitful.
(Added bonus from Aubrey! New photos!)
For shame.
Wednesday, January 12th, 2005
At one time, I hosted the “I hate black olives” club here at helenjane.com.
Although my fierce anti-black olive stance has softened over the years, I was shocked and horrified to discover the insidious olive industry’s targeting of our defenseless children.
Who will think of the children?
http://www.oliville.com/
Rico Suave.
Tuesday, January 11th, 2005
Between meeting potential dog roommates (one Shepard Malamute mix and two Huskies and an eye on some others) and preparing the house for a fabulous weekend birthday party (Target! I hardly knew ye! Rugs! Rugs now litter our white carpeted landscape), I’ve been away from my sweet computer.
I’ve left a half-completed redesign over there in the corner as well as burning the heck out of my paw while cleaning the range.
I’ve forgotten how much I like my web site.
How much I like you.