Friday night, I ate at my favorite Szechuan restaurant with nifwitch and jen_sous_chef, so I could introduce them to the glories of salt-baked tofu. Afterwards, I walked home from Chinatown in a chill wind that was strangely enjoyable, perhaps because I was so stuffed full of spicy food.
Saturday was workshop. Alas, pointoforigin was sick and couldn't make it, but Ef and slithytove gave me excellently useful commentary on The Duke and the Pirate Queen which I shall incorporate when I do revisions. Then I traveled back to Center City and spent the rest of the afternoon trying on dayjob-style clothes. I went to a makeup counter and tried two different dark, dramatic eyeshadows (one on each eye) and then met up with feklar for Italian food, followed by what the menu referred to as "lemon mouse with lime crema." It was a most delicious mouse.
Sunday morning, drinkingcocoa and her Adorable Tots fetched me at the crack of dawn, all so I could have polenta-jalapeno fries at Sabrina's before the giant lines of brunch doom began. The Tots were even more Adorable than usual, and had a lovely time on our post-brunch walk and trip to Target. Then I napped and did laundry.
I'd be happy to do it all again. Except I didn't write. I know I can't write all the time, but it's lagniappe if I do.
The first of our two dress rehearsals is tomorrow night. A couple of our choristers did an awesome 7-minute documentary about the Mithras-worship piece, which you can see on YouTube.