And it just figures

Not sure whether I should feel relieved or bummed but the ski trip this weekend is canceled out due to scotica's sinus infection. The needle would have swung further over towards "relieved" if I'd found out before having done the shopping and packed, but them's the breaks. At least my other potential invited participants (other than the core group) had already canceled out for one reason or another. So I guess I get to do that writing assignment tonight and do my taxes this weekend after all.

Who's up for dinner?

Ok, so I went shopping on the assumption that I'd be cooking a healthy-but-semi-gourmet dinner for six or seven hungry skiers this weekend, and it turns out I'm not. So who'd like to come over for an informal dinner party on Saturday to have herb-encrusted pork tenderloin, lemon-cheddar crookneck squash, fresh steamed green beans tossed with sauteed mushrooms and ... stuff, mixed grain pilaf, and a dessert to be named later? Location: my place (Oakland by Emeryville); Time: 5pm (I like an early dinner on weekends); Entertainment: the witty conversation of whoever takes me up on the invitation. First seven people to ask are invited.