{"id":1134,"date":"2008-09-23T04:23:00","date_gmt":"2008-09-23T04:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2008\/09\/23\/hello-again-finally"},"modified":"2008-09-23T04:23:00","modified_gmt":"2008-09-23T04:23:00","slug":"hello-again-finally","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2008\/09\/hello-again-finally\/","title":{"rendered":"Hello again, finally."},"content":{"rendered":"
It feels so good to say that.<\/p>\n
Thank you for your immensely kind comments last week, friends, and for waiting patiently while I plowed through a few deadlines. It\u2019s always so nice to come back to this space after a little while away. It is also very nice, I hear, to sit on the couch with a good book and drink a beer. I hope I still remember how to do that. I also hope to clean the baseboards around our apartment sometime soon, because you would not believe<\/span> how much dust those things can accumulate. Or maybe you would? Seriously. They\u2019re like little tiny shelves – Barbie\u2122-sized, almost – only instead of holding useful objects like tiny plates or tiny books, they hold tiny dirt.<\/p>\n Wow<\/span>. It really is good to be back.<\/p>\n But what I really wanted to tell you about was what we ate that night, last Sunday night, the night of my birthday. The refrigerator was almost empty, so we decided to go to Cafe Lago<\/a>. It was late when we got there, and the kitchen was closing, but we managed to grab an order of ravioli and a serving of lasagna, along with a glass of prosecco for me and a beer for Brandon. Our friend Carla was working that night, and she kept us company while we ate. But when our plates were cleared, she sneaked away – she\u2019s very sneaky, that Carla – and a few minutes later, she emerged from the kitchen with a wide, flat bowl. Inside it were two halves of a grilled peach, topped with a scoop of honey ice cream.<\/p>\n<\/a>
Now, I don\u2019t know if I mentioned this before, but my birthday took place recently, in the midst of all the hullabaloo. It was a week ago yesterday, and it was my thirtieth. I\u2019m not sure how that could possibly be, but seeing as my birth certificate says 1978, I\u2019ve decided to go with it. Anyway, I don\u2019t really mind the thought of entering another decade. A number of people have told me that their thirties were a very peaceful time, mellow and forgiving, and I like the sound of that. I\u2019m ready. I also think that my thirties might be the time for a pair of red heels<\/a>. My grandmother loves red shoes – she says they go with everything – and I do have her genes, after all.<\/p>\n