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Yesterday I went with Terri to Tavern in the Park, a five-star restaurant in Assiniboine Park that is closing at the end of September. The meal was absolutely perfect -- Terri had medallions of beef and I had a bistro steak sandwich -- with wonderful service and a fried banana spring roll dessert that was absolutely to die for. I came back home feeling very full and in much better shape to work on the first MM cover, which I finished and uploaded to FTP yesterday evening.
Today has gotten off to a slow start. I'm about to start work on the second MM cover, and at 4:30 pm I'll be meeting with a gay couple to discuss a handfasting ceremony for them on May 9th 2009. Then it's back home to wrap up the cover, and then (thankfully) to bed.
A note about the persistance of memory: This morning I realized that I couldn't find my blemish concealer makeup anywhere and I have a pimple on my chin that needs covering for this afternoon's meeting. So for the first time since her death I cracked open my mother's purse, and there in a plastic box were several makeup items, including a little pot of concealer cream in my shade. The smell of the cosmetics reminded me instantly of her in a very visceral way. Sad, yet good at the same time.
Okay, I've got a fresh cup of coffee. Time to get to work.
Today has gotten off to a slow start. I'm about to start work on the second MM cover, and at 4:30 pm I'll be meeting with a gay couple to discuss a handfasting ceremony for them on May 9th 2009. Then it's back home to wrap up the cover, and then (thankfully) to bed.
A note about the persistance of memory: This morning I realized that I couldn't find my blemish concealer makeup anywhere and I have a pimple on my chin that needs covering for this afternoon's meeting. So for the first time since her death I cracked open my mother's purse, and there in a plastic box were several makeup items, including a little pot of concealer cream in my shade. The smell of the cosmetics reminded me instantly of her in a very visceral way. Sad, yet good at the same time.
Okay, I've got a fresh cup of coffee. Time to get to work.
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