Dear readers: many thanks for putting up with my holiday hiatus. I love you all, even if you don’t actually exist, as such. My blog may be one of the top google searches for its’ name, but that doesn’t really mean too much, after everything. It’s really more about people wasting time when they should be looking into more important Margaret Atwood references. And there’s also the question of what I would do if cognizant of having over 1,000 readers per day… Most likely, there’d be a rather ugly bit of show-boating, which would be tragic, given my rapid loss of skill in the manipulation of the written language. In any case, things are more stable now, so… Get ready for some normalcy!!!
Updates, updates… We had a lot of sex this weekend. A whole lot of sex. Really, really good catch-up sex. Enough said. New Years’ Eve was a flop, but a funny one. We spent a good portion of the day cooking, but were completely respectful of Terra Firma and her girlfriend, and cleaned the kitchen thoroughly after each dish completed. They did not return the favor, more’s the pity, when they trashed said room making shitty vegan sushi rolls for a party they headed to. Worse yet, they used some of my knives, and didn’t clean them immediately upon completion of the task. Fortunately, they got up early the next morning, and put the kitchen back into something like working order, but wow… I was pissed when Orpheus and I headed out to the biggest gay club in town for the festivities. Apparently, all the hip young (or hip rich) gays now go to the gay hockey league party on New Years’ Eve (which I attended last year… It was swank). This meant that O. and I were about the youngest, most attractive people out at good ‘ol Club 5. Refreshing, if somewhat pathetic. Let’s just say we had a good time making fun of people who were trying to eat us with their eyes. We also had fun dancing.
Yesterday was actually my one-year anniversary with Orpheus, in a way of thinking. We met a year ago yesterday, but didn’t start dating officially until a month later (and didn’t have sex for the first time until the morning after said date … We count it as the second date starting the moment we suddenly became both conscious and naked). Despite our raging colds, we decided to do something special, and I came over to cook a nice dinner. I did three courses, and used a leftover (but well preserved) Christmas dessert with Asti (which WAS sweet enough to work well). I started with a strongly flavored, pan-Asian chicken/beef stock-based soup (garlic/ginger/shallot/sweet pepper/chile de arbol/pepper,) to clear the sinuses, moved on to a spinach salad with shallots, sweet pepper, pine nuts, and a balsamic dressing, then served a grilled beef tenderloin marinated in olive oil, shallots, garlic, a tiny bit of fresh ginger, salt and pepper for several hours, with pinot noir added in the last 30 minutes for a beautiful aroma and hint of flavor. This was served with roast mashed garlic red potatoes. Dessert was a bit of my mother’s rendition of Plumb Pudding, which she makes using vegetable shortening rather than beef suet. Since Dad was born on December 23rd, it was Mom’s cute idea in the late ‘70’s to make plumb pudding as a cake every year. It’s a great tradition, I think, and now just the slightest bit less disgusting, given the shortening.
Dinner was a great success, though the sex was a bit too experimental for celebratory doinking. Plus, they’re systematically getting rid of all my favorite people on ‘Project: Runway’ this season, and so there was a bit of disappointment there intruding on the perfect vibes. Either way, I am so grateful that O. and I met out last year. It’s been a long road, but a good one. He makes me feel safe, and I know I can talk to him about anything. Plus, we tend to be really snarky about the same sort of shit, so it’s kind of fun… We have positive negativity moments talking about other peoples’ bad choices on a regular basis. Schadenfreude ueber alles, children!
And so, that about sums it up. Happy New Year, children… I hope yours is starting out well, and wish you all the happiness in the world. More later!
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