Saturday, June 18, 2005
Home again, home again!
Hmm. If you don't know the poem, that sounds like I came home twice....
Got back last night and had time to catch up with my family, pets, messages, email, business and bloggy stuff. More or less kinda. I had tons of fun, but it's always good to get back home to one's own Good Old Friendly Bed and such.
Devra and I chatted through much of our 48 hours together, plus ate lots of yummy food and saw scenic sights. We got snowed on up on top of Pike's Peak. I took lots of pics and will probably get them up onto some kind of page for viewing (since there are so many) Real Soon Now.
One of the funniest things that happened was Thursday night. We finally, after a good hour and a half of driving around in more or less the direction of our hotel, chose a place to eat dinner and actually managed to locate the access driveway and a parking place way over on the side. As we were walking towards the door, a voice from a passing car called out, "Hey! Devra!"
It turned out to be Devra's friend who was in charge of the conference she flew out to attend (which started last night). Not only was this an amazing co-incidence, it was a fantastic stroke of luck, because the friend was expecting us for dinner! (The email she'd sent about it had arrived after Devra had already left.) So we deftly changed our plans and got directions.
The guest of honor was coming to dinner too, and Devra told me he is famous for making cool pottery things. As we drove along, I was telling Devra that I had only three minor connections to the whole pottery world: I know some of the famous makers of vintage stuff, I have a lot of bins of pottery fragments because someday I am going to take up making mosaics...and I was going to add that I know Jon Singer and enjoy reading his LJ entries about experimental pottery glazes, even though I do not understand them. But I didn't get to finish that last part because I got distracted.
So later on at our hostess's house, it was revealed Jon was going to be there for dinner too. Of course. That was shortly after the exciting part where the kitchen sink faucet exploded. I think our hostess (who I keep not calling by name because I can only remember Devra's nickname for her and I don't know if it's okay for general use) must have a tendency like mine to be a chaos attractor. Luckily no harm done that towels and a hastily summoned plumber couldn't cure. So pretty soon all of us, including John the GoH (who is an English guy and not Jon Singer), Jon's friend Lisa, the other two householders, and Sappho the cat) had a jolly dinner.
My knees held up much better than I expected them too, which makes me happy, and all in all it was a great mini-vacation!
Got back last night and had time to catch up with my family, pets, messages, email, business and bloggy stuff. More or less kinda. I had tons of fun, but it's always good to get back home to one's own Good Old Friendly Bed and such.
Devra and I chatted through much of our 48 hours together, plus ate lots of yummy food and saw scenic sights. We got snowed on up on top of Pike's Peak. I took lots of pics and will probably get them up onto some kind of page for viewing (since there are so many) Real Soon Now.
One of the funniest things that happened was Thursday night. We finally, after a good hour and a half of driving around in more or less the direction of our hotel, chose a place to eat dinner and actually managed to locate the access driveway and a parking place way over on the side. As we were walking towards the door, a voice from a passing car called out, "Hey! Devra!"
It turned out to be Devra's friend who was in charge of the conference she flew out to attend (which started last night). Not only was this an amazing co-incidence, it was a fantastic stroke of luck, because the friend was expecting us for dinner! (The email she'd sent about it had arrived after Devra had already left.) So we deftly changed our plans and got directions.
The guest of honor was coming to dinner too, and Devra told me he is famous for making cool pottery things. As we drove along, I was telling Devra that I had only three minor connections to the whole pottery world: I know some of the famous makers of vintage stuff, I have a lot of bins of pottery fragments because someday I am going to take up making mosaics...and I was going to add that I know Jon Singer and enjoy reading his LJ entries about experimental pottery glazes, even though I do not understand them. But I didn't get to finish that last part because I got distracted.
So later on at our hostess's house, it was revealed Jon was going to be there for dinner too. Of course. That was shortly after the exciting part where the kitchen sink faucet exploded. I think our hostess (who I keep not calling by name because I can only remember Devra's nickname for her and I don't know if it's okay for general use) must have a tendency like mine to be a chaos attractor. Luckily no harm done that towels and a hastily summoned plumber couldn't cure. So pretty soon all of us, including John the GoH (who is an English guy and not Jon Singer), Jon's friend Lisa, the other two householders, and Sappho the cat) had a jolly dinner.
My knees held up much better than I expected them too, which makes me happy, and all in all it was a great mini-vacation!
Comments:
Post a Comment
Links to this post:
