Tonight, I mixed up my first of four wine kits for the year, a South African Shiraz. I’ve been meaning to do this since we last bottled and finally found the motivation to do it today–namely the realization that I already have three kits sitting in the family room with fourth kit on the way. The Shiraz kits I’ve made in the past have all come out really well, so I have high expectations for this one, too. Making wine got me thirsty, so I pulled out the last bottle of Pinot Noir we made a few years ago. Mmm.
children of men
This movie starred my new boyfriend, Clive Owen. The plot was this: it’s some year in the future and all women have been infertile for 18 years. Due to this, the world has gone to hell. Then, by a miracle, this one woman gets pregnant. A group of scientists wants to study her to find a “cure” for the rest of the world, but some bad guys get in the way of things. Clive Owen’s character has to escort her to safety.
This is the kind of movie I love. The movie was less than 2 hours long. And, because of this, every second of the film was relevant. Plus it dealt with the whole “end of times” scenario that I find interesting.
Two thumbs up.
chiefs 6 storm 1
It was a blowout tonight at the War Memorial Arena. The Chiefs showed up and played some hockey. Judy was kind enough to use some of her unused tickets to get us free seats (thanks again!) and we met her there this evening to watch the game. Jake was being shy and wouldn’t speak to Judy all evening. Sometimes, I don’t know what gets into him.
Today completed my trifecta of socialization for the week. Yesterday, I went out for happy hour. One of my former coworkers quit and everyone was getting together to celebrate that (of course, most Thursdays, they simply celebrate the fact that it’s 5:00). And, Wednesday, I met some of my other former coworkers for lunch. So, I guess it would’ve been even more of a trifecta had some of my former coworkers been at tonight’s game. Better luck next time.
bookin’ it
The stack of books in our “library” finally hit Brian’s tipping point last month, so he sat down and finalized some bookcase designs for the room. And, then he started constructing them. While he has a long way to go, the first six cases were completed last week (that’s probably 1/3 to 1/4 of the final count). After I spent almost a week finishing them, they are now ready to be installed. Brian’s working on that right now. I can hardly wait to fill them with books. Unfortunately, filling them up won’t take long, but at least it’s a start.
This project is expected to drag on for a while, though his goal is to complete it by the end of the year. No offense to Brian, but I will be surprised if it gets completed this year only because we have a number of projects in the works. And, building the bookcases is more than just making the cases. Once all of the cases are done, they will be outfitted with face frames (which is basically solid wood framing to cover up the plywood of which the bookcases are made). Next will come the doors, which will be fitted with glass. And, at some point in the construction, a solid wood top will be made to tie all of the cases together. And if that weren’t enough, we’re also going to do some custom lighting. Phew! So, you can see why this might not be done this year.
And, the second best part of the project is this…If there’s one thing I like to do, it’s make lists. As we put our books away, we are going to catalog them on this nifty little site my mom sent me, bibliophil.org. Why? For one thing, it will allow us to mark which ones we haven’t read. Because, frankly, I have no idea at this point–that mental list got away from me years ago. And, secondly, I GET TO MAKE A LIST!
beer butt chicken
I made this dish last summer and Jake must’ve eaten half of the chicken. He’s been asking about it ever since, so since the weather finally got a little warmer this week, I put it on the menu. He enjoyed it just as much this time as the first. Jake’s not what I’d call a picky eater, but he doesn’t usually eat with as much gusto as when he’s eating beer butt chicken. I have a theory about this–it all goes back to the name of the recipe. I don’t think dinner would’ve been half as interesting to him had it been called something like “Grilled Beer Basted Chicken”. That just doesn’t sound exciting. So, I think I need to pull a Calvin’s mom on him and start naming the recipes something that would appeal to a six year old. Perhaps I will pull a recipe from the Calvin & Hobbes file and make stewed monkey heads soon.