Lamb and Talking Birds

Thank you to n0ire for the lovely little dinner get-together last night, where I got to meet her friend marius23 and dine with two very fascinating new feathered friends.

She made a savory lamb stew served over noodles, salad served in glass bowls she made herself, and sinfully rich cookies -- a truly memorable meal from someone who says she "hates to cook" but did a damned impressive job, in my book. We humans drank wine and rambled through many topics, and the birds joined us right at the table with their own dishes. One of them also helped himself to n0ire's dinner straight from her plate. I never knew birds liked human food, but he was all over those noodles. :-)

Many thanks to all last night for the merry dinner. Soon one of these days I'm going to have to repay the hospitality and host a dinner myself.

Also...

Thank god for Rowley, who woke me up at 7:30 this morning when my alarm clock failed to go off at 6:00. He has this thing whereby he basically screams at the top of his lungs directly in my face with his noxious catfood breath until I'm up and trying to cover my nose and ears at the same time. It sounds like it would suck and it does, especially on sleepy weekends or if I have an overnight guest. But this was a morning when I had an 8:30 meeting at work, and if I had missed that meeting it would truly have been curtains. *takes shrink wrap off new alarm clock* I made the meeting, bed-headed but on time.

Mad props to the one and only amazing Siamese Menace!