Good times. Or the tale of how my hair caught on fire and I still got to enjoy dinner.
The weeks I’m having, I tell ya! We had guests this week and it was fun. I met this fantastic girl (should I say lady? that just makes her sound old) on Ravelry and when she was asking around the forums for suggestions on where to go in Italy, I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut and invited her and her husband to stay with us. Talk about gracious guests! They stayed with us only a couple (four) days, but we tried our best to make them enjoy Rome. And our way of enjoying Rome is mainly through food. We brought them to some of our favorite eateries. That’s where my tale of woe begins. Yesterday was Sridhar’s birthday, so we thought we’d take him to Baba. This place is amazing and never fails to satisfy our ever expanding appetites. Anyway, we rented a car and drove there. They want you to be there by 9 and no later and, having walked the walk of shame once, we got there at 8ish. We sat down to knit and chat and WOOSH! my hair happened upon a candle. There is no damage I can see (but if you’ve seen my hair, you know how it would be hard to tell), but the smell just lingered on and on. Dinner was really good and at the end the whole restaurant joined us in celebrating Sridhar’s special day. He said he had never celebrated his birthday, which made the whole dinner even more special.
They left this morning, stealthily. Ben and I decided to fight the blues of solitude by spending outrageous amounts of money on a new computer. We braved Rome’s public transportation and hauled the loot from the other side of Rome. It is from said new computer that I am currently writing this entry. I am having to reinstall EVERYTHING and that is taking way way too long. Once I have WoW up and running, though, oh will the fun begin.
Life has been decidedly not in the suck department lately (jinxing it much?). We’re going to Vienna for my birthday and I am looking forward to it.