So this was meant to be a Thursday Bits and Bobs. Then it turned into a Friday post, then a Saturday one, then a Monday one and now finally IS a Tuesday one. I still haven't quite got this whole "regular blogging" thing down. Maybe that will be one of my New Year's Resolutions. OK, so on to the good stuff:
Here's Riley celebrating 11/11/11 at 11:11:11 (actually it was more like 11:11:15, I was too slow). She really didn't seem to care all that much. I think she's holding out for 12/12/12.
I bought a new automatic toothbrush after being told I should use one by my
dentist. Is that a ploy for them to get money from Oral-B? I had that thought while using said toothbrush this morning, and I realized I may have mistakenly fallen prey to their decades old scam, well ok, not decades old, maybe like 3-year old scam. But now I use that and a Clarisonic on my face, and I realized that my bedtime routine is now fully automated. I feel like my own personal robot. Now if only I could automate the bed making, dog walking and laundry my life would be so much simpler!
We went to the Natural History Museum on Sunday to see the Wildlife Photographer of the Year exhibit. It's one of those things I always say I'll do and then I never do it, so this year we did it. And it was amazing. I loved it, it was so inspiring. I totally want to grab my snorkel gear and head over to the Serpentine to try and photograph ducks under water. Well, maybe I don't but you get the idea. I'm so glad we finally saw it even though the exhibition room was about 95 degrees. Dave thinks they do that to keep the people moving.
We decided not to go home for Thanksgiving this year, so Dave's dad will be coming to visit instead. In honor of his visit, I have decided to make Thanksgiving dinner myself. I don't know how it will all fit in my 1ft by 2ft oven, so that will be fun. I ordered a 2-3kg turkey breast (and then two days later the meat department manager called to tell me a 2-3kg turkey is really small, so I shouldn't hold out hope of getting one, but he did want to assure me they would have crowns and breasts in so I would have something to pick from. Um ok. I ordered a breast, but thanks for the courtesy call!) I haven't decided on the rest of the menu, but I did tell Dave he could have some input. He's not really a Thanksgiving person, which to me is almost sacrilege. I personally could shove my face in a bowl of stuffing and be happy, but him, not so much. So that's why we'll have (duck fat) roasted potatoes and not mashed (sniff-sniff) (and I just mistyped "duck" and I will not leave the typo there, thank god I caught it, my mom would have wondered...). We'll also have his favorite Ina
warm goat cheese salad to start, but that's all I know right now. Oh, and pumpkin pie. He could probably shove his face in a pumpkin pie while I have mine in the stuffing and we could be done with it. Not sure what his dad would do though...
We are going home for Christmas so that will be nice. This will be my first Christmas home in five years. In 2007 we actually came to London and Paris over Christmas for a vacation, which basically prompted our move overseas. In 2008 Dave and I were living apart (sniff-sniff) so I came to visit him during my school break, and our Christmas Eve flight to Florence was cancelled so we stayed in London (we ate cereal because we hadn't anticipated being here so had no food and didn't know that NOTHING is open on Christmas day. I could go on, the story is longer, but I won't). In 2009 we went to Italy and then spent Christmas here with Riley (so sweet) and then last year we went to Paris and got stuck and couldn't make it to Italy (deja vu!) and then spent Christmas here again, with Riley (again, so sweet). So it will be nice to be home in California for once. Never mind that we have to fly back to London on Christmas night, we'll still have 10 days to eat, eat and eat in San Francisco and Napa. Can't wait!
I think that's it for now. I am trying to do all my Christmas shopping early so I can go home and relax. I don't really want to have to brave the stores and crowds when I could be eating a cobb salad or drinking a Coffee Bean. Such are my priorities. Screw the gifts for other people, I just want to eat!
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