as i type this entry there is the steady drone of falling rain & thunderclaps. there's nothing better than a thunderstorm when you want to relax -- the steady rainfall, the occasional booms of thunder. i curled up earlier this evening with a book & a mug of tea just 'cause it was thunderstorming outside. most likely also because i'm recuperating from my weekend. but that is another story.
after a slow start on friday (various last minute issues that sarah & daryll needed to work out for their accomodations for her marathon ... because she's only had this planned for a month ... EXACTLY), we made it to boone around 7:45 PM. daryll new his duty was to get sarah to her carb load-up before she went bezerk. girlfriend loves some food & nothing & nobody should ever attempt to stand between her & the very same food.
but what am i talking about since i was gorging myself on philip-the-chef's homemade delicacies for dinner: marinated steak, spicy couscous with mushrooms (not a mushroom fan but these were tasty), & a zucchini, tomato & garlic sauté. so good. no wonder deena complains about gaining 15 pounds since returning from switzerland, not to mention has concerns about fitting into her wedding gown.
after dinner we headed up grandfather mountain for the celtic jam session that evening. the most entertaining group by far was off kilter. (their website is quite amusing, as well.) plenty of fetching young scottish lads were lurching about in their kilts, including one who insisted upon escorting us up to the stage area. that's the first scot i've ever heard with a western north carolina accent.
apparently we brought the heat from raleigh to boone this weekend. according to deena & philip, it's been around 80-some degrees for the last few weeks & obviously cooler in the evenings. somehow it was around mid-90s the whole time we were there. sarah was about to die, but more power to her. she ran a 26 mile marathon up the side of grandfather mountain, in 90 degree weather, at a higher altitude in 5 hours, 15 minutes, 41 seconds. she got third in her division & was thrilled to receive her first marathon trophy. she was also more enamored with the snacks provided then even with the trophy. heh.
deena & i spent the day shopping. i can't believe i found more deals in boone than in raleigh. i came back with a skirt, necklace, earrings, new plates & various household accoutrements. what's with that? it made me realize that i miss that smalltown atmosphere of shopping in a town with a general merchantile store that carries funky childhood reminders -- those slinky dogs, paddleball games, jacks, & old-fashioned candies (including mary janes!) by the pound. also they had some of the best ever thrift stores due to the hippies at app state.
we also nipped over to the hip little restaurant where philip is a chef. after our cheese plate appy & my bucatelli pasta with pancetta, carmelized onion & green pea rougôut i thought i would die from happiness.
saturday night we ventured out for the horn in the west outside drama. supposedly it was about daniel boone he was really a minor character. the drama wasn't bad but after a day of wondering around in the heat & sitting on the uncomfortable metal chairs outside at the amphitheatre & the rain beginning to fall, we weren't so happy. on top of it there was a screaming child who would shriek at the top of her lungs every time a musket was fired (imagine ... quite a bit ... outdoor ... revolutionary war drama ... i'm just sayin'.)
[ soapboxing on parents with annoying children ]
you'd think the parents would have taken the child out after she refused to calm down after the first five minutes of screaming. or at least relocate to a section where nobody was around them, as it really wasn't crowded.
[ /soapboxing about parents with annoying children ]
church on sunday, more entertaining than teaching. not that the pastor was off but i was completely unfocused. apparently deena & philip have only been to this church twice before in their church-shopping. this was the first sunday they planned to check out the sunday school, so off we went with sarah & daryll in tow. only to find out that sunday school was cancelled. because nobody could teach? this was a decent-size church. two services. we had at least 350+ in our service. instead of leaving, we hung out until the 11:00 service.
daryll got to prove his point to us about him being considered an oddity. i think he's got me beaten with the randoms talking to him. apparently people consider him somewhat like a zoo animal ... a big, black guy who looks like a gentle giant, clad in brooks brothers & (*shock* - what's this?! - *shock*) who actually speaks without the ghetto talk?! no lie ... three different white people came up to him to introduce themselves to him & welcome him. none of them were interested in speaking to the remaining four white people. apparently they just wanted to make it known that a "black" was welcome to join them. we all had to hold back the laughs when one friendly 70 year old man kept shaking daryll's hand for five minutes as he welcomed him to the church & asked about the weather. daryll's reply was that "it sure was african hot out there". grandpa had no idea how to respond & you could see it in his eyes. hee.
after church, more philip specials (sesame chicken & rice - gorgeworthy, so much so that i couldn't eat dinner that night), & then we headed back to raleigh.
thank God for days off to recuperate. this monday has been far better than most mondays. & tomorrow? back to the grind.
after a slow start on friday (various last minute issues that sarah & daryll needed to work out for their accomodations for her marathon ... because she's only had this planned for a month ... EXACTLY), we made it to boone around 7:45 PM. daryll new his duty was to get sarah to her carb load-up before she went bezerk. girlfriend loves some food & nothing & nobody should ever attempt to stand between her & the very same food.
but what am i talking about since i was gorging myself on philip-the-chef's homemade delicacies for dinner: marinated steak, spicy couscous with mushrooms (not a mushroom fan but these were tasty), & a zucchini, tomato & garlic sauté. so good. no wonder deena complains about gaining 15 pounds since returning from switzerland, not to mention has concerns about fitting into her wedding gown.
after dinner we headed up grandfather mountain for the celtic jam session that evening. the most entertaining group by far was off kilter. (their website is quite amusing, as well.) plenty of fetching young scottish lads were lurching about in their kilts, including one who insisted upon escorting us up to the stage area. that's the first scot i've ever heard with a western north carolina accent.
apparently we brought the heat from raleigh to boone this weekend. according to deena & philip, it's been around 80-some degrees for the last few weeks & obviously cooler in the evenings. somehow it was around mid-90s the whole time we were there. sarah was about to die, but more power to her. she ran a 26 mile marathon up the side of grandfather mountain, in 90 degree weather, at a higher altitude in 5 hours, 15 minutes, 41 seconds. she got third in her division & was thrilled to receive her first marathon trophy. she was also more enamored with the snacks provided then even with the trophy. heh.
deena & i spent the day shopping. i can't believe i found more deals in boone than in raleigh. i came back with a skirt, necklace, earrings, new plates & various household accoutrements. what's with that? it made me realize that i miss that smalltown atmosphere of shopping in a town with a general merchantile store that carries funky childhood reminders -- those slinky dogs, paddleball games, jacks, & old-fashioned candies (including mary janes!) by the pound. also they had some of the best ever thrift stores due to the hippies at app state.
we also nipped over to the hip little restaurant where philip is a chef. after our cheese plate appy & my bucatelli pasta with pancetta, carmelized onion & green pea rougôut i thought i would die from happiness.
saturday night we ventured out for the horn in the west outside drama. supposedly it was about daniel boone he was really a minor character. the drama wasn't bad but after a day of wondering around in the heat & sitting on the uncomfortable metal chairs outside at the amphitheatre & the rain beginning to fall, we weren't so happy. on top of it there was a screaming child who would shriek at the top of her lungs every time a musket was fired (imagine ... quite a bit ... outdoor ... revolutionary war drama ... i'm just sayin'.)
[ soapboxing on parents with annoying children ]
you'd think the parents would have taken the child out after she refused to calm down after the first five minutes of screaming. or at least relocate to a section where nobody was around them, as it really wasn't crowded.
[ /soapboxing about parents with annoying children ]
church on sunday, more entertaining than teaching. not that the pastor was off but i was completely unfocused. apparently deena & philip have only been to this church twice before in their church-shopping. this was the first sunday they planned to check out the sunday school, so off we went with sarah & daryll in tow. only to find out that sunday school was cancelled. because nobody could teach? this was a decent-size church. two services. we had at least 350+ in our service. instead of leaving, we hung out until the 11:00 service.
daryll got to prove his point to us about him being considered an oddity. i think he's got me beaten with the randoms talking to him. apparently people consider him somewhat like a zoo animal ... a big, black guy who looks like a gentle giant, clad in brooks brothers & (*shock* - what's this?! - *shock*) who actually speaks without the ghetto talk?! no lie ... three different white people came up to him to introduce themselves to him & welcome him. none of them were interested in speaking to the remaining four white people. apparently they just wanted to make it known that a "black" was welcome to join them. we all had to hold back the laughs when one friendly 70 year old man kept shaking daryll's hand for five minutes as he welcomed him to the church & asked about the weather. daryll's reply was that "it sure was african hot out there". grandpa had no idea how to respond & you could see it in his eyes. hee.
after church, more philip specials (sesame chicken & rice - gorgeworthy, so much so that i couldn't eat dinner that night), & then we headed back to raleigh.
thank God for days off to recuperate. this monday has been far better than most mondays. & tomorrow? back to the grind.
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