Thursday, February 09, 2012

Hot Toddy

1 c. à soupe de jus de citron
2 c. à soupe de sirop d’érable (ou au goût)
2 c. à soupe de whisky
1 bâton de cannelle
  (ou 1/8 c. à thé de cannelle moulue
  et/ou autres épices du genre «tarte à la citrouille»)
De l’eau bouillante

Mettre les quatre premiers ingrédients dans le fond de la tasse.
Ajouter l'eau bouillante.
Savourer lentement.

Attention à ne pas trop y prendre goût!

Saturday, February 04, 2012

Mrs So and So


I actually went to a Christmas Season Cocktail in December with Marc, as Mrs Programmer/Analyste So and So (his personal assistant).  It was really boring.  And I was in high heels, and there was nowhere to sit.  Also, they had waiters walking around with little platters of appetizers, but nothing of any real consistency.  So we got hungry.  I didn't know anyone, and he knew one person, and we spent most of the time talking to ourselves.  When we did talk to someone, it was all about networking.  I had nothing to "network".

Friday, February 03, 2012

Not even Messi can compare to this...

Nicolas came home from school today with this drawing for me.  This is me, scoring goals at soccer yesterday.  Apparently I scored a hundred and twenty goals.  (The others scored a hundred).

Me, scoring a hundred and twenty goals - drawn by Nicolas

(In reality, despite playing two games, my shoes did not come through for me yesterday, and no goals were scored by me.)