Ropa Vieja

Stacey has posted on how we spent our Saturday.

It involved Stacey, Greg, Viv and I cooking (mostly me and Stacey in the kitchen) a big ol’ mess of ropa vieja. It was yummy, we drank a bunch of mojitos and some Spanish riojas I had brought. I was surprised that neither Greg nor Stacey knew of my Dad’s thirty-plus year hobby of winemaking and collecting, and we discussed that a bit, among many many things. I have known Greg and Stacey now just a bit longer than Viv and I have been married, and I really enjoy their friendship and company. This was a happy cooking experience and I hope we have the chance to tackle some other unknown culinary terrain.

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Use and Usability

Tom shares his well-honed Outlook Tactics, and Windows-based Outlook users would be well advised to give it a readthrough. I have had conversations with Tom about this in the past, and this set of approaches he outlines is well thought through (except for his inadvisable archive deletions – this is someone who may never have employed CYA as a work tactic).

Of course, I also feel compelled to note that Tom’s done a bit of customization; hopefully, as he’s on the other side of the Great Passport Wall (a topic which I have tweaked Tom about in the past) some Outlook team members will implement his customizations as a default.

The saddest thing in the world

Sumit’s unexpected-by-me memorialization of his recently deceased wife, Kathryn Oates, 1970-2005, caught me utterly off guard and prompted a solid half-hour of spastic and vocal weeping which disturbed at least one of our cats, and prompted insistent, worried questions from my own wife. Sumit’s characteristic grace and intelligence are present in his eulogy for her. Listen closely, though, for his shining words cloak his pain. I feel it nonetheless.

Viv was rightly mystified at my reaction – after all, Sumit is not a close friend, and I did not even know that he was married. Her concern is well-grounded. My grief is both sympathetic and personal. It’s a direct reaction to my own experiences of loss, and as Sumit’s blog material is generally not personal, the post caught me unawares. I was immediately propelled into an accelerated experience of my own concerns and fears about the inevitable experience of losing my own loved ones.

Burbs

We looked at a house this early afternoon that was amazingly huge and amazingly far away – for just a bit more than our base planning budget, we could afford a nearly 4000 square foot house – in Kent. As it happened, the home actually is within eyeshot of Greg’s parents’ house. We also have two pre-approvals in hand, with each lender noting that we could qualify for significantly larger loan amounts if we wanted. For now, we’re keeping it small and sane, though.

Siffy

You know, I’ve mentioned this before, so forgive me. The SIFFbloggers are really going to town over there – four, five posts a day, comments, building traffic, the whole schmeer. It makes me so proud.

Sniff.

Noted!

When Matt and Bart both remark on a show, I think it must mean something.

Matt, I’m sorry I am tardy with the details of your assignment. I believe I intend to blog it, and what with various housing-related things and my suddenly hyperactive social life, I have been procrastinating furiously.