Thursday, Friday...

Mini-Quiches

Since I've paid for my Golf membership, I thought I had better return to the club. After 6 weeks' absence. It had been pretty demoralising the first few days as I couldn't seem to hit the ball no matter what I did. But yesterday, after my 4th lesson, I finally started to hit a few decent balls with the N°7 club. You need to have a budget for wasting balls in this sport, man. I am always so tempted to go into the field to pick up some of my wasted balls. Will need to hit thousands of balls to get the right reflex and swing etc. Will also need to live a pretty long life to get some return on investment.

Anyway, I don't like to quit something I've started, especially not just after 2 months. So I ordered a book on (simplified) golf rules on Amazon. Plus a few historical romances by Catherine Coulter and Amanda Quick (this time of the year, I like reading books with hot sex scenes), flute, piano and guitar sheet music, Ghibli Studio DVDs, music CDs and a few other things. It's like going to the supermarket for 3 items and coming out with 30 haha.

While I was in my shopping mood, also bought 8 new fancy dresses for the Babies on Ebay. Everyday is Carnevale in this family as we know. Feeding their Hollywood scriptwriting potential as I tried to justify the expense to the "stingy" Hub. Still waiting for a good moment to mention the 2 tiny diamonds I've ordered on impulse.

I haven't been to the gym for a few months now. And a number of the ladies told me that they couldn't seem to manage it after Easter too. I guess that when the weather is warmer, going to the gym can be depressing. I am quite happy just hanging around the house or garden pottering. I am starting to have roses and chillies, by the way. And while I only had one lily last year, this year I may have at least 5!

Last evening, we went out for dinner - without the kids. Nothing romantic, social dinner with his former English colleague who came over from the UK with 2 important clients (2 Heads from Llyods Banking) to visit Ferrari. I was running late as usual as had to cook dinner for the kids AND for this afternoon's PYP Schools in Italy lunch and probably arrived at the restaurant smelling of chicken tikka masala.

Chicken Tikka Masala

Restaurant in question was MOFO - always a sure value if you wanted somewhere intimate, expensive and creative. I was pretty pleased to have an occasion to dress up for, turned out in Hugo Boss (silk dress and wooden sandals) only to have my mood turn sour when the Hub said that I looked like a sack of potatoes and why didn't I wear that Burberry dress like he asked me to? I've always known that we do not share the same taste in fashion, he always does have that thing for grandmothers. Because I didn't feel like wearing Burberry to meet the English, besides the sleeves were too tight.

Lovely evening we had otherwise - company was great as was the food. I had Squid Ink Gnocco with Scallops to start followed by Fish and Pan-fried Goose Liver. The desserts sounded good too but nobody could eat anything anymore. Had to drive back - barefooted - as the Hub had drunk too much.

The Savoury Buffet (unfortunately most pics didn't turn out)

Finally, thank God I prepared the curry the night before as I was running late as usual this morning trying to bake 24 Mini-Quiches for the buffet lunch. The meal went well, I think, with lovely dishes prepared by the other moms not to forget an appreciative clientele (they were 32!). Even the teachers got to eat some of the food, makes you feel good when you knew that you've made them get over eating the fish in the canteen.

Sweet Buffet

Next week will be horribly busy. Plus I must start to clear out the guestroom, in less than 10 days the MIL will arrive!