Ok – so writing quickly to get a post in. I really thought that I would be better about posting here in Cranberry land, but it’s almost like I’m worse. The thing is I don’t feel like I have anything to write.
Anyway, it’s morning, and I’m having a cup of tea, waiting for my ride to work, heels at my side. My job is finally starting to be more intense, though I have a feeling that it’s going to go from 0 to 240. But, it is what it is, at least it will keep me awake without having to have a drink of Cranergy at lunch.
Uri was here for the weekend, which was great for 3 reasons (I’ll let you guys decide the order of importance):
1. I didn’t have to make the drive to Ithaca
2. I could unpack for two weeks, rather than unpacking, and 5 days later putting everything back it, de-facto living out of a suit case
3. With him not working on Fridays, he could head out Thursday at noon, and head back only on Monday/ Tuesday, and we could actually see each other for longer, because when I drive to Ithaca, it ends up that I’m there for around 36 hours.
Actually, he’s still here. He is supposed to head out today, but yesterday as we were, at the last minute of course, reserving a rental for the next two weeks, we discovered that my license has been expired since my birthday in February. Though, any police officer that would stop me would probably think it’s been expired since April (for those who don’t remember, my birthday is Feb 4th, read in the American way – April 2nd)!! We’ll see what happens with that – my parents are supposed to have my new license somewhere, hopefully a printed out color scan and a puppy dog look while telling that story will enable us to get a car.
Well – I ended not getting around to posting in the morning, it’s evening now. We did manage to rent a car, and Uri should be in Ithaca soon.
Uri’s time here was real fun. We spend a good chunk of it just plain relaxing, but also went down to “The Cape” (Cape Cod) where we ate ice cream at a place celebrating its 75th anniversary this year and saw some really expensive looking houses. Side note on ice cream in the US, I have yet to find ice cream as flavorful as Iceberg (or even Vanillia), we analyzed it this weekend and reached the conclusion that when ice cream is based on 42% cream, every flavor is mostly going to taste like cream, unless it has artificial berry flavor. BTW – I will not order berry ice cream anywhere in this country ever again.
In other weekend news - the Innkeeper at the B&B is away on vacation, so I was in charge of making breakfast for the guests. I made scones on day, and blueberry pancakes the next. I also made crispy oatmeal cookies with pecans and dates AND graham crackers, though the last ones didn’t really work out. We also cooked a big meal two of the other guests here yesterday. It was really great and fun. OK – now I’ll stop, otherwise I won’t post.
How are you guys out there doing?
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