I have noticed that I seem to start out a bunch of sentences with “So.” I am not really sure why I do that. It’s annoying, even to me. Anyway.
Today was a busy day. We got up pretty early, in order to have time to eat breakfast and have it not be stupid to meet Ilene for lunch in Roswell before our board meeting. We had oatmeal pancakes, chopped veggies for soup after having let the beans soak the night before, and we did a bunch of laundry. (Note to self: I STILL need to pull all the clothes out of our closet and change things around for winter, rather than living out of bins.) Shower, scrounge around for a sweater, and we were off to Roswell, where we met Ilene, as stated, for lunch. We went to probably my favorite lunch place in Roswell, other than the Fickle Pickle: Magnolia. I nearly always get 1/2 a chicken salad sandwich on wheat with the tomato basil soup. Yum!
After lunch, we had a board meeting for NFDC, which was informal, featured a small amount of recreational vulgarity, and in which we also had no action items, so that was good. Action items are for people who don’t get things done the first time! Not really, but it’s nice to not have a bunch of BIZNISS to deal with, just report in on meetings with Cultural Arts Board people and management of long-term goals (ie, maintaining our current level of activity).
THEN, because we are gluttons for punishment, Thomas and I headed down toward Atlanta to meet my friend Heidi and her husband, Ilya (I think I spelled that correctly), for dinner. We were at Hudson Grille, which was fine, but loud because it was full of football people. None of us are football people. None of us “gets” it. I do find it funny, however, that there are guys in there in full mother-fucking football regalia - jerseys, shoes and shoelaces that coordinate with those jerseys, helmets, rally towels, the whole nine yards (ha!), and I have no doubt that at least 50% if not 80% of those guys would cream a nerd in equivalent Star Wars, Star Trek, or, I don’t know, Pernese garb.
OK, the Pern guy? Would be asking for it. But you get my point.
Anyway, it was loud as shit in there, but we managed to pass a pleasant two hours or so catching up. As two liberals produced from the same conservative, formerly home of the KKK region, she and I need to stick together, dammit.