I'd definitely recommend the restaurant. Very good food and friendly service.
Of course, my views might have been slightly distorted by the excellence of the company.
I've known Stacy off and on for years, now, but this is the first time we've like, y'know, sat down and talked. 'Twas good.
Then we booked it to the bar, had a drink, and talked some more. Then she headed home, and I hung out there for a couple of hours more, mostly talking with celticnoor and Paula, then made my way home around 1:00am or so for some of that "sleep" stuff.
Saturday I got up at the unheard-of early hour of 1:00pm to make it to my parents' place a little earlier than usual. My mom had some errands to run in the truck, so my ability to wrestle the thing around corners was required. We picked up a new screen door, which I'll be installing later - most likely after convincing timenchanter to come up and help me with it. It's a bit of a two-person job.
Then a nice quiet dinner with some of my mom's cooking. It's amazing what she can do with salmon.
After cleaning up, I took my leave and wound my way down off the hill and to the Hamptons, where the pre-Thanksgiving party was already in progress. It took a little work finding a place to park.
And on to a great night, made a tad fuzzy by not one but two absinthe-minded martinis. I know, it's just two drinks, but each one contains four shots, and one half of one of those shots is 140 proof. I'm still not sure why I had the second one.
I had managed to stumble upon a pink leather toolbelt earlier in the day, which I presented to supersniffles. She proceeded to wear it for the rest of the night. It's frightening how little it clashed with the rather nice skirt and top she was wearing.
In the process, I apparently made princesskiti22 (she of the squee) somewhat jealous, since she's been wanting one for some time. I guess I need to get another one, and see about exchanging it for something...
Speaking of Keri, lessons learned for the evening: Kneecaps good, ears bad. Who knew?
kizmet100 and Cara were there. Cara was not precisely sober and... friendly. I was, of course, heartbroken by this. A few nice kisses, some conversation, and a little over an hour cuddled on the couch watching Wii bowling. OK, I was watching the bowling. Most of that time, she was passed out on my chest. For some reason, having attractive women curled up in my arms doesn't seem to bother me. At all.
Spent some time talking to sjgrrrl's friends Will and Brandy. I've apparently met them before, though I, um, don't really remember where, sadly. Both very interesting people, and I hope to see more of them.
And, of course, talking with lots of other people, many of whom were male. Really.
Even on top of the time spent talking to Kristi and Cynthia (mr_seed's friend. I think his brother's girlfriend...).
At something like 1:00am, the party had reduced to myself, Timmie, cekyr0, and jeffercine. That's about when I passed out.
I woke up at 4:30am with a longing for home, and a feeling that I'd purged sufficient alcohol from my system. At least the drive home was uneventful, apart from being passed by multiple people that seemed to think doing 80 at night in heavy fog on a slick road is a good idea.
Whatever. And for my next trick, I'm going to sleep!