Rayna's visit continued

[rowanf]

As planned I got my hair done in a salon Thursday. Dang, the price has gone up about 25% since the last time I did such a thing a decade ago. My hair looks really amazing though. Of course, my face is still disfigured with poison oak and I have found myself reluctant to take pictures. *sigh*

Thursday night rubibees and I joined some of her colleagues for dinner at the Indian restaurant that took over Shalimar's old location. The pasanda was too spicy for me, so whilst not bad, definitely a place I'll have to stick to koorma and pasanda and ask for mild. It seems like the Indian restaurants in the area are getting spicier in the last couple of years. Or maybe my taste is getting wimpier. *grin* It was interesting talking to a women's studies professor from Tulane about post-Katrina life and the politics of academic life.

Friday Rayna had a bunch more meetings and spent the morning mostly taking prim classes in Second Life. I have accepted a storefront in Cybrary City and I'm trying to figure out how to set up a presence there. The screen hanger came by and tried out our new custom window screens and carried them off for painting. My meeting tradesperson job for this Friday. If I hadn't been waiting for him I might have gone caching. A new Coin Quest starts tomorrow, so hopefully I'll manage some big time caching soon. Why do they do this in the winter?!

Just after the tradesperson left, Rayna called and I picked her up. We had a nice afternoon together and then headed off to a tribute celebration for her friend George who had won some sort of award. We had drinks and appetizers at The Loft downtown from 6:30-8. (I had never been there and don't feel a particular need to return. It was adequate for not exciting.) I am really enjoying being amongst archaeologists and hearing about the work they are doing. And the challenges in getting grants and permits and, y'know, I don't really mind that I am a librarian instead these days. I did talk to some folks who remembered some of the digs I was on in Florida, and I think I held up my end of conversations. After the loft we went to the Penn Party (?) at the Hilton where there was lots of fruit and crudities and excellent cheeses. I ate too much blue cheese just beause it was so yummy!

I hit my "she's no fun, she feel right over" limit about 10:30 and sat down by the elevators to wait for Rayna to make her goodbyes. It was an awfully fun evening.

Comments

[memyslfni.livejournal.com]

Gee! That poison oak stuff takes a long time to heal, doesn't it. Hope to be able to see that wonderful red color soon.

[kelathefinn.livejournal.com]

Get one of those 'full face' Italian masks-on-a-stick they use for carnival, put it over your face, and take a photo of your HAIR. ;)

Mmmm blue cheese

[jezebeltw.livejournal.com]

I'm glad your having fun and I can't wait to see the new 'do.

[shadopanther.livejournal.com]

What about getting a photo of your new hair color from the back?

I hope the poison oak heals up soon.

Take care.

[marypcb.livejournal.com]

fruit and crudity; is that doing unspeakable things to a melon?

still the same poison oak? ouch!

[rubibees.livejournal.com]

I dont think your poison oak was really even very noticeable by party night...but I know it did still hurt on your arm. I doubt any of the archy noticed, as they were no doubt captivated by your hair! I'm glad you enjoyed hanging with them and all the drinking--it was sure a lot more fun for me that you were along.