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Skriven 2013-01-10 06:19:00 av MICHAEL LOO (1:123/140)
Ärende: recent trip 72
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Not much notable this trip. A couple Christmas parties. A
lot of beef. Some bickering about how Annie wanted to toss
everything rather than keeping it for leftovers. Lots of
beer. Watching the snow fall. Quite relaxing except for when
Annie got morose about her new widowhood, but it was worth
it being there to talk her down.

So there was this biggish snowstorm that messed up my plans
a bit (we had a foot before the freezing rain came and
packed it down to 10"). As we were snowed and iced in, all
poor we had for sustenance was leftovers, not so awful for
me as it was right after Christmas, the natural habitat of
the leftover, but bad for Annie, as she hates leftovers.

I had plenty of leisure to call the airlines and ended up
getting the same seats as on cancelled flights two days
later, not a bad outcome - Jean, Syd's sister, was booked
11 hours earlier than me, which would have been a bad
outcome. Annie tried to talk me into staying through new
year's (and catering her party, which Mike talked her into
having so as to keep her mind off things) and blow off my
other friends. I thought about this but decided no go, as
I'd already committed, and the cats were getting tired of
(in the case of the two Birmans) and desensitized (in the
case of the evil Lola) to me.

I ate leftovers upon leftovers, and there was actually
enough for me to take a sack on the plane for dinner.

I made oyster pan roast out of leftover oysters, not bad,
and augmented some leftover spaghetti sauce with leftover
sausage, also not bad. There were also about 4 lb of roast
beef, of which I ate the rare parts and the outside well
done parts, and Annie froze the rest for hash later, as
she has lots of potatoes on their last legs (she keeps
them above the fridge, where it is warm). She THREW AWAY
the juice and fat from the roasts.

She ate out of the freezer and cans. One of the freezer
things was a pound of burger - she wanted burger and gravy,
so I made her a burger medium well (ick), and she nuked
a can of Heinz in a big measuring cup (ick) and was in pig
heaven, as she calls it. During this delightful meal she
had to excuse herself, the relevance being that Lola
immediately jumped up on the table and tried to drown
herself in the measuring cup, and to my credit I didn't
help her by pushing her all the way in, but shame on me,
I just laughed rather than shooing her off. The second
relevance is that I'd begged her to let me make real gravy
instead of that canned crap, but she said she wanted to
help the Pennsylvania economy along (ick). Another meal
saw her opening a can of sardines and eating them on
crackers. In the olden days, Annie was known for textile
work that crossed between folk art and flamboyant gay art
(remember that in those times she had a husband who was gay)
and was really good at things that I appreciated the quality
of but didn't care for. Lately she's gotten lazy and has
quit being a celebrity artist and is good at things that I
don't either appreciate or care for. She still is amusing
and a loyal friend, don't get me wrong.

I admit I enjoyed myself fine and ate quite a bit better
than I would have at my brother's.


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