Wednesday, November 19, 2003
This "Thanksgiving" party is taking on a entirely new shape and one not very pleasing to the pocketbook. K and I had been thinking that we would serve chips and dip and some wine, beer and booze. You know, you're typical party. But it seems as if the people we've invited - all work associates - have forgot that on our invite, we specifically mentioned that we have no Thanksgiving type of spread to offer, because on all of their replies they mention how excited they are to experience a Thanksgiving party. So now we're scrambling. Turkey sandwiches and cranberry sauce/jelly, sweet potato pies and whatever else we can put together at the last minute.
I suppose one of the other reasons that we should offer a little more is the fact that these people never do this type of thing, the work people that is. This will be the first gathering of employees not at the office in forever. This will also be the first time we will have company in our now 99% moved-in-to house. All that's left is to finally get the home computer up and running and to get a ground line. Sure we need some new stuff, and we might need a completely new set up kitchen electronics since our power converters aren't equipped to handle the big prong, little prong of the plugs on all our stuff. What the hell is up with the big prong little prong thing? I'm thinking about filing the big prong down to size, it's getting a little attitude, thinking it's better than the little prong. And it's causing our blender/food processor, our food steamer and hand blender to sit unused in one of our many cabinets.
Speaking of many cabinets, it's funny that in Brooklyn we had no room so it was relatively obvious where to put shit. But now, with some many drawers and cabinets it grows ever more difficult to decide which location is the most functional for what appliance, dish, or cup. I think we've managed to put things in an appropriate place, but it certainly hurt my brain thinking what to do with all this space.
Another difference between this place and our place in Brooklyn is the fact that this place is built well. I mean it's like 25 degrees outside and I am in shorts and a tank top and I am still hot. Sure, I've always been like that (Howie alway hot), but in Brooklyn when it was this cold outside it felt the same inside, thanks to all the drafts and holes in the walls and other stuff. So we would have to wear sweaters and long pants and stuff. I guess I don't need a pair of flannel pants this year for Chanukah, I need more shorts.
That's all folks. Gotta go.
hb hot, can you believe it? Snow outside, ice on the ground, no sun to speak of and it's friggin hot!
I suppose one of the other reasons that we should offer a little more is the fact that these people never do this type of thing, the work people that is. This will be the first gathering of employees not at the office in forever. This will also be the first time we will have company in our now 99% moved-in-to house. All that's left is to finally get the home computer up and running and to get a ground line. Sure we need some new stuff, and we might need a completely new set up kitchen electronics since our power converters aren't equipped to handle the big prong, little prong of the plugs on all our stuff. What the hell is up with the big prong little prong thing? I'm thinking about filing the big prong down to size, it's getting a little attitude, thinking it's better than the little prong. And it's causing our blender/food processor, our food steamer and hand blender to sit unused in one of our many cabinets.
Speaking of many cabinets, it's funny that in Brooklyn we had no room so it was relatively obvious where to put shit. But now, with some many drawers and cabinets it grows ever more difficult to decide which location is the most functional for what appliance, dish, or cup. I think we've managed to put things in an appropriate place, but it certainly hurt my brain thinking what to do with all this space.
Another difference between this place and our place in Brooklyn is the fact that this place is built well. I mean it's like 25 degrees outside and I am in shorts and a tank top and I am still hot. Sure, I've always been like that (Howie alway hot), but in Brooklyn when it was this cold outside it felt the same inside, thanks to all the drafts and holes in the walls and other stuff. So we would have to wear sweaters and long pants and stuff. I guess I don't need a pair of flannel pants this year for Chanukah, I need more shorts.
That's all folks. Gotta go.
hb hot, can you believe it? Snow outside, ice on the ground, no sun to speak of and it's friggin hot!
// posted by Howard @ 11:30 PM 
