Wednesday, December 20, 2006

December frivolity

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We went to Ann Arbor Dec. 13 to see Dr. John. Freewheelin' Franklin got in to see him for a brief interview and to get him to do some 88.1 promos. Here's the guitar player, who looked a lot like Miles we thought.





Here's the whole band.



Dr. John. I had never seen him. Since Frank had got in early, we had really great seats, four rows from the stage, on the floor, where Annie's legs don't touch the floor. Short people.


Lights on the street in Ann Arbor as we waited in line.


OK then there was the party. From outside it was like watching these women on TV.

























So, many people have their children home. Mine come Saturday and Sunday. I cannot wait to hug them. My mom has been in the hospital but I think she will make it until Sunday to see her grandchildren. I've been shopping. I need to get food for Sunday: chicken breasts, baked potatoes, green bean casserole, stuffing, deviled eggs, pumpkin pie, that's the menu.

And before that I have the Xmas radio show and Santa Baby on Saturday. My floors look like a herd of buffalo was in here and it still smells smoky. I have out dishes of Mexican vanilla to disperse the smell. Plus I have plenty of incense.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Disaster at cooking school

Today, I was making tuna salad, broccoli cheese soup, bean burritos and pear cobbler. When I was getting out the dry mustard for the soup, I dropped the bottle onto my ceramic tile kitchen floor, and it shattered into a million pieces. I clean it up. Later I am grating cheese and I knock over my wine glass which fell onto the ceramic kitchen floor, and broke into a million pieces. So the lesson here is, don't walk on my kitchen floor barefoot.

Also today, I installed a new doorbell button so now you can dingdong me. I saw my ex brother and sister in law at Meijer and Jim Metz. Fortunately, I had put on a bra, which I had considered not doing. It was a beautiful day. I put up a fake Xmas tree and have the lights on. Decorations any minute now.

Friday night, our friends the Jumps were down from Put-in-Bay. So that whole smoking ban thing isn't working. There was profuse smokage. I hope the Health Dept. is not reading this. I was doing shots of whiskey at the bar. I do not do shots of whiskey at the bar. And although I had not eaten any dinner, I was able to maintain until after 11 when we all came over here and ate snacks and drank beer and whatnot until after 1 a.m. Amazingly, I was resilient on Saturday and did a radio show which I made a recording of. AND, I have a show next week wherein I will do the songs of bands I have seen in concert this year. And an Xmas show on the 23rd. Bonus.

And who has decided to throw a holiday extraganza? Moi. It's Dec. 16, starts around 7 p.m., I'll provide snacks and beverages. Why would you not come????

Here's Jeff.



Here's Jeff and his sister and her boyfriend. We were toasty. More Christa and Logan.

Me ane Mel.

I have cleaned up the basement in anticipation of the party and grouted that loose tile in the kichen floor.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

One extreme to the other

It was so lovely Thanksgiving weekend and now it's freezing. Below freezing, to be exact.

Saturday night we went to Wynn and Steve's lovely Red and Green Ball. Many were in attendance. Many were tanked. Me included. I fell down in the back yard on my way back to my car which was parked at Amy's. Bam, full frontal. No seeming injuries. One of my theories of life is that you get one injury and then it leads to another and another. Or at least that's how I've been lately. Maybe not so much with you.

There was a lot of wine drunken at this affair. And promises of future parties.

Watched nine hours of The Sopranos in the last week. Four more and I'll have season six under my belt. Somebody loaned my three seasons of Nip/Tuck but I can't watch it. Too much surgery, blood, slicing of flesh. Plus the characters are all pretty much unlikeable. Like, get a life. Are we to believe this is what the rich side of Miami is like?

Tomorrow night, GNO. The last one where we can smoke in the bar.