8 Things

I have been tagged by Smelmooo to write about certain topics in blocks of 8. It took me a while, but here goes.

8 passions in my life
Hubby
Cooking
Ceramics
Eric Clapton
Buffy
My friends
My camera
My cats

8 things to do before I die:
Buy a house
Go to Ireland
Go to Australia
Own a dog
Learn to make a crown roast
Learn more lighting techniques
Go to a formal New Years Party and dress up
Sleep in a castle

8 things I often say
Whatever
Huh
I love you
Can I have the remote?
Dinner's ready
I'm on the ferry
What should I make for dinner?
How's Tia?

8 Books I read recently
Christopher Moore - The Christmas Angel
Christopher Moore - Dirty Jobs
Christopher Moore - Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove
Christopher Moore - Bloodsucking Fiends
Laura Pederson - The Big Shuffle
Arturo Perez-Revere-the Nautical Chart
Light: Science and Magic III Edition
Steven Sherrill - The Minotaur takes a Ciggarette Break

8 songs that mean something to me
You're all I need to get by - Aretha Franklin
Happy Birthday (diner version)
Sweet Caroline - Neil Diamond
Groove is in the Heart - DeeLite
Running on Faith - Eric Clapton
Galileo - Indigo Girls
Bell Bottom Blues - Eric Clapton
Gina - Blues Traveler


8 Qualities I look for in a friend
Trust
Big Heart
Funny
Loyal
Wacky side
Inspirational
Good Listener
Willing to put me in my place


8 people who I'm passing this on to
No passing along, cause Smelmoo tagged everyone I know. So if you feel like trying, just drop me a comment so I can see what you think.

Love this show

Oh my goodness. If you don't get bbc, get it now. Cause otherwise you will not have a chance to see the Graham Norton Show. The Brits, only the brits could do this. by the way, the fact that they had to bleep out "boob" but left in sh**, makes me smile.

I can't even explain what is happening on the tv right now. Women grabbing women, being completely irreverent, someone just got their hand stuck under the boob. And now, it's not sexual at all, just a show about fitting women and their body types so they can buy clothes.

Back Home...

My latest trip took me south of the boder for a week in Puebla, Mexico. (Sometimes I hade my job). Work was work, but amongst the meetings and lectures there were some amazing chances to experience a spectacular culture.

Now, I'm not someone who LOVES Poblano cuisine, but I'm always willing to try it. AND since this trip didn't involve me getting a cold, or a sinus infection or any gastro-intestinal distress (yes, I stayed away from the water), I was able to experience it all if a full taste bud way.

As far as the food went, I had many things expected: tortillas, chile sauce, queso, brothy soups and lots of pumkin seeds. Mole Poblano, the signature dish of the region was served on the final lunch and was delicious. Unexpected tastes included a thin and watery frothy chocolate drink and some grasshoppers.



As for the culture, we had a Mariachi band perform at almost every meal, a 30 piece band play while we had dinner in the Museo de Arte and were blessed with the only public performace of an Aztec Ritual on the steps of a convent that was built near the old revered pyramid in Cholula.


And now I'm back home, and after a few days of hubby working 20 hour days we spent the weekend together, getting together with some old friends, and really old friends, and truly enjoying the fall.