The snow tonight is like the kind in fairytales. It feels magical.
Adam and I saw Pan's Labyrinth
yesterday. Fantastic. I highly recommend it. It was devastating and uplifting, rocking betwen war and imagination, a beautiful, haunting film that was stunning and horrifying yet soothing. They are marketing it as an adult fairytale, which obviously cannot be as wholesome and sweet as a children's fairytale - the gore was all the more awful because it has no place in my perception of a fairytale. But all fairytales are about hope and bravery, and this certainly has its share. Go see it. It's incredible.
I met up with _venus_
and her friend Keri for lunch today. Jessie and I finally met after meeting 7 years ago online. It's strange, all of you people who know me so intimately that I have never ever met. A lot of times that makes it easier to confess, because you are real but really only on paper because I don't know how your laughter sounds or even what you sound like when you speak or how tall you are when you stand next to me or what it's like to give you a hug involving arms and torsos and not 0s and 1s. But I know a lot of secrets, a lot of fears, a lot of hopes. I dare say I know you all better than most of my friends - I am proud to say it.
Anyway. Tangent. I met them downtown and we went to Miller's Pub for lunch, which was packed with Bears and Saints fans when we arrived but quickly thinned out. Jessie is adorable and crazy for wearing heels in Chicago in the middle of the winter. ashley
, she took a picture for you but I don't know how well it came out, hopefully I look like my hot self in it. ;)
I had the Bears/Saints game on while I studied, and I couldn't help but root for the Bears even though I hate football. I got caught up in the excitement of it all, I guess, I couldn't help hoping that the Bears would win, being the home team and all that. A part of me wanted the Saints to win, to bounce back after Hurricane Katrina and a 3-13 record and go to the Super Bowl the very next year, but I think making it to the championship game was not too shabby either. Adam and I talked about having a Super Bowl party, given the enormous TV and all. It will be different than other years, cheering for a team that I am constantly surrounded by support for. I still don't care, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself.
I am in the midst of studying my 140 page binder for my upcoming training week at Bandera. I have two tests every day of my training (there are 6 days), tests on the seating chart, the computer abbreivations, the appetizers, the soups, the sides, the entrees, the desserts, the liquor, the red wine, the white wine, the artwork on the walls and then I get to serve the GM and take a final written and verbal test.
I understand the need for such thoroughness, especially considering how much they pride their service and how big a part of the dining experience is it. Still, can we say overkill? None of the ingredients are listed on the menu, so I need to know EVERYTHING in case of food allergies or just for general questions, and each dish has between 6 to 12 ingredients. And there are about 40 dishes. THAT IS A LOT OF FOOD IN MY BRAIN. Plus the wines, plus the ARTWORK (wtf?). Yikes. No playing for Serena this week.
And now I am going to get back to work. I feel like I'm at Purchase again, though with less distractions. And by distractions, I mean blowing off work to drink with the boys. Sigh. Miss you. See some of you in two weeks!