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stuff and mondays
Apr. 20th, 2009 07:51 amFor a weekend where I didn’t do anything, an awful lot was going on.
I meant to make soup for dinner Friday night, even went and got leeks, but then ended up not in the mood to cook. Due to baseball (high school and middle school feeder teams, the fun never ends, wheee) there were some complicated pick-ups and drop-offs in odd parts of the county, so we ended up aiming for (what else?) a pub/sports bar in Decatur. So did half the county. By the time we got there, they had an hour wait, and eating at 10 just wasn’t going to cut it. We ended up at a steak place about a block away, which was awesomely good, for both steak and salmon--and had *killer* parmesan mashed potatoes--but it kinda tanked the eating-out part of the budget.
So I made the soup Sunday night and it was good, except I snagged my cuticle with the vegetable peeler and OW. ow ow ow. Still. And of course, the only bandaids in the house are Veggie Tales. My finger is now accessorized with a jaunty Bob the Tomato bandage. Tres chic.
I rewatched The Fast and the Furious late Saturday night, in hopes of possibly catching the new installment in the theaters, and of course had to go find fic, one of which was a crossover with SPN and *that* got me thinking about something I’d read a while ago (maybe earlier this year), a crossover with Buffy that was Dom/Xander, in prison (and yes, I know how that sounds but it was awesome.) Not even at my most cracked could I have dreamed that pairing, so does anyone else remember it? And have a link?
I also blitzed through a rewatch the last 4 or 5 episodes of SPN (I really couldn’t cope with soccer parents this weekend, so if there wasn’t a kid related to me on the field, I was in the car watching on my iphone) …
( a couple of things that struck me about the boys now that I’m not in the first throes of damning Kripke to hell and back for what he’s doing to them... )
I meant to make soup for dinner Friday night, even went and got leeks, but then ended up not in the mood to cook. Due to baseball (high school and middle school feeder teams, the fun never ends, wheee) there were some complicated pick-ups and drop-offs in odd parts of the county, so we ended up aiming for (what else?) a pub/sports bar in Decatur. So did half the county. By the time we got there, they had an hour wait, and eating at 10 just wasn’t going to cut it. We ended up at a steak place about a block away, which was awesomely good, for both steak and salmon--and had *killer* parmesan mashed potatoes--but it kinda tanked the eating-out part of the budget.
So I made the soup Sunday night and it was good, except I snagged my cuticle with the vegetable peeler and OW. ow ow ow. Still. And of course, the only bandaids in the house are Veggie Tales. My finger is now accessorized with a jaunty Bob the Tomato bandage. Tres chic.
I rewatched The Fast and the Furious late Saturday night, in hopes of possibly catching the new installment in the theaters, and of course had to go find fic, one of which was a crossover with SPN and *that* got me thinking about something I’d read a while ago (maybe earlier this year), a crossover with Buffy that was Dom/Xander, in prison (and yes, I know how that sounds but it was awesome.) Not even at my most cracked could I have dreamed that pairing, so does anyone else remember it? And have a link?
I also blitzed through a rewatch the last 4 or 5 episodes of SPN (I really couldn’t cope with soccer parents this weekend, so if there wasn’t a kid related to me on the field, I was in the car watching on my iphone) …
( a couple of things that struck me about the boys now that I’m not in the first throes of damning Kripke to hell and back for what he’s doing to them... )
