random thoughts – Day 1,840 – (Monday) – more eggs and words

The David Sedaris show was hilarious, as expected, and as delivered each time I have seen him. It felt so good to laugh. My friends and I arrived in Keene early enough to walk around and choose a place to eat before getting into the pre-show book signing line. Half the time we were walking in the chilly air, we wondered if David Sedaris himself would be in a local eatery and if so, which one he might be at. We ended up in the Mexican restaurant next to the theater and chose a table near the window so we could keep watch. There were lots of dogs being walked in a Sunday evening in Downtown Keene.

Too slow with the camera.

Just a few minutes before the theater doors were supposed to open and while waiting for the check after a delicious meal, my friend and I whisper-yelled “that’s him, that’s him” as Sedaris approached and then walked by the restaurant in a flash of silver lace-up glossy oxfords, a red patterned baggy shorts/skirt piece, a long white shirt, and beautifully tailored black jacket. Unfortunately, instead of being inches from hand at the ready, my phone was jammed into my tiny purse and by the time I fumbled it out, unlocked it, and opened the camera, he had passed by our window. I barely got a photo of his back. We learned during the show the ensemble was the designer label Comme de Garcon. 

It was cold in the book signing line that eventually extended down the block behind us. We chose from the big selection of books and worried in the line we might say something ridiculous that will land us in a future show. When it was our turn, the three of us stood at the table and had a great chat with David while he signed and drew in our books. He asked if I had children, and my standard response of “No, I forgot to do that” popped out. The topic continued to David wondering why it’s always seemed ok to ask women that question, Bible names and how funny they would be today and how Methuselah would likely be called “Meth,” ways parents punished us as kids, and other random and fun tidbits.

After the show, we were able to exit quickly and get to the car. We were on the foggy roads headed to my friends’ house. This morning, it was still foggy, or maybe it was all over again. My friends had to work, and I waited until 9:00 to head home, thinking I could avoid some of the morning commuter traffic. The winding wooded roads looked mysterious and slightly creepy in the autumnal bare tree mood. There were still patches of snow.

It was a vacation day for me, and I briefly considered continuing up 495 to visit the beach, just because I could. Instead, I got practical and boring and the spontaneity was redirected to Market Basket instead and then home. Kiki was scarce. I yelled greetings and meowed and there was not a single Kiki syllable in response.

Egg and cottage cheese bake.

It was 5:00 and I was mixing eggs, cottage cheese, cheddar, spinach, tomato, and pepperoni for a version of what seems to be the new trend in baked egg  dishes before she showed herself. It seems I was being punished for having been gone for 24 hours. 

Kiki meowed at me from under the dining room table for the 15 minutes it took to mix the egg mess and it felt like forever. Once I sat on the couch, she  seemed to have forgiven me and came over for head rubs. My sweet baby girl. 

As for the egg dish – it was okay. It sounded a lot better in the recipe posted on Facebook than it tasted in my mouth. Maybe I can doctor it up the next time.