such a civilized way to spend Christmas eve.....

Joe and I are in from dinner - - it was amazing. We met the adorably flirtatious pinkfish for dindin - and they didn't disappoint. We had oysters with roe. it was delightful - Joe had the crabcakes while Dean and I both had the ahi salad. WOOF. Joe took pictures - (be afraid? me? Dean? wine? etc.....). The main course was an amazing - perfectly cooked Salmon - then we slowly (and I mean it!) ate through a dessert course of watermelon juice, noflour chocolate cake, and the most AMAZING custardy yummy creme brule. (and two amazing bottles of wine - - ) Joe has a picture of the bottle - - it was french - - it was sauvgniany and stuff yo! (cackle) We then stopped by the neighbors for high octane eggnog - and now we're both being so very civilized - in the living room listening to Valentin Silvestrov's Bagatellin Suite. (quite possibly one of the most beautiful classical recordings of 2007) Soon it'll be off to slumberland.

duel!

A Christmas eve duel between the muffin man and Miss Kate photographed by joebehrsandiego

steel cut :)

This morning I made steel-cut oatmeal - but to the water I added two fresh cinnamon sticks and mango nectar. YUM-O! So Joe and I are sitting here in the morning sun of the apartment - eating mangoey (?) oatmeal and Ljing and being mellow. We're off to couple of open houses after we do the beautification ritual.... It's very quiet out this morning. Miss Kate and I's morning walk was completely alone - no other dogs - no people - no bicycles. it was odd. but it's a beautiful day out.

Merry Christmas!

locked!

11:00am: So - Joe goes to use my bathroom (which is split - the edwardian toilet room and separate bathroom.) He closes the door and the knob falls out in his hand. In a year living here I've never closed the door. It has locked shut - the hinges are on his side of the door. the knob has fallen out of the door and - - any way to get at the mechanism has multiple layers of paint over it. The landlord has been called and she has dispatched a maintenance - and I'm reading LJ posts to Joe in my bathroom so he doesn't feel trapped. oh dear god - this will be a funny story one day - but right now it's pretty um. insane. You too could fly from Palm Springs to SFO for Christmas only to spend it locked in the toilet.

welcome to my world, folks.

UPDATES:

11:21am:handyman has arrived and is as baffled as we are. We're scraping the paint off the faceplate on the door and seeing if we can remove the faceplate.

1130am:OMG - the handyman is out on the ledge outside the bathroom - pushing himself between the apartment..... talking Joe through getting the door open. OMG. this is insane.

Joe is now out and free but the bathroom window is broken and Joe got cut. shit.

1135am: Cut is minor - looked and sounded worse. (monty python) it's just a flesh wound! (end monty python) I heard smashing glass and Joe announcing he was cut. The handy guy is destroying the 1880s lock on the door. Joe is now free - and prolly on LJ.

12 noon: While Joe does his beautification ritual (without closing a door behind him.... I have started imagining - him using his battle scar to garner "I was trapped" pity all day long. All the cubs at christmas open houses gathered around him - hearing his horrible story of being locked in the watercloset. "I didn't have a laptop or iPhone - I wasn't sure how I'd survive" (collective cub gasp) Oi! LOL!

(giggle)

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