I usually run out of blog steam on Friday. Too pooped to post.
Tonight, the Cherish the Ladies* show with Jacintha at Stewart Theater — should be marvelous. Tomorrow: uber-indulgent spa day incl. glycolic peel (!). A fresher-faced Gina to emerge. Then dinner in Raleigh — I’m voting for Melting Pot, though Shabu-Shabu** is close. Sunday over to Tim & Kim’s house to help them pack for move to new house.
* When I was in Ireland the first time (1998) with Meghan, I fell in love with a song called Inisheer that Pader, the flautist in the local pubs in Doolin, played. When I came home I had to had to find a copy of the song (which is beautiful, haunting and sort-of mournful). Enter Cherish the Ladies, who had recorded a wonderful version of it. I still miss Pader, though. (Probably not surprising that Pader looked a little like Kevin Spacey….mmmmmm.)
** I’ve always said “SHA-bu SHA-bu” but the other day I heard a radio ad where they pronounced it “sha-BA sha-BU”. Perhaps Melting Pot will be easier. ;-)