Author: Allegra

Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

Curse you Jo Rowling

Indeed.  So, I won’t bother to mention when I went to bed last night, but I blasted through the exceeding wonderful Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows last night; a lot of people die!

If you go to Veritaserum.com there’s a streaming video of Jo Rowling reading the first chapter of the book.  Scroll down until you find it.

Final details

I am pretty sure Paul and I are 98 per cent of the way there to having a separation agreement hammered out.  I just remembered something I forgot to add in (which doesn’t work out in my favour, but honesty is the best policy when the kids are watching). Other than that we’re super close and reasonably squared away about the results.  I can’t say that either of us is happy about it, but we are in agreement about what needs doing and why, and who owes what to whom, and the lawyers have pretty much stayed out of it, so we are content if not happy.

Oh, and Keith didn’t get on break fast enough to pick me up Harry Potter but it’s the thought that counts.

Enough lobster

Man, I didn’t think I’d ever, ever, write those two words in the same sentence, but Mike M. invited me along to his mother’s 71st birthday bash and …. holy cow.

I ate jellyfish for the first time. I ate abalone for the first time. I ate sharksfin soup for the first time. I ate like an ogre and then some, and still the food kept coming, and coming, and coming. Rock cod, deep fried crab cakes, rice and egg and shrimp, lobster, scallops, cuttlefish, noodles, crispy skin chicken. And cake, and dessert.

That was a totally superlative meal at a 5 star Chinese restaurant downtown and I heartily thank the siblings who sponsored it. And, totally in Chinese tradition Lily told me to make sure I had at least one long noodle at the birthday, as it is a folkway about long life. And, totally in Chinese tradition there were children there and they ate everything with glee and behaved themselves (and considering that the eldest was already 150 pages into the last Harry Potter book, he was extraordinarily patient during a three hour meal!)
I am in a state of repletion which can only be described as blissful!

and I got complimented on my chopstick use.  Life is purty darned good right now.

Mel Brooks opens Young Frankenstein on Broadway

Mel Brooks shrugged off raves at the first run-through of the Broadway version of his “Young Frankenstein” last week. “What do you expect?” he said. “It’s Friday the 13th.” The cast, who do a terrific version of “Puttin’ on the Ritz,” are packing up their tuxes and lab coats for a tryout run in Seattle.  (From the New York Daily News)