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Jun. 15th, 2023 08:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
m_of_disguiseThe 1840s fabric arrived! Hooray! Sewing shenanigans will commence this weekend.
When I got home last night, M burst out of the bedroom with all sorts of excited puppy energy because his friends had sent him some early birthday presents (having gotten the day right but the month wrong) of some hefty gift cards to The Cheesecake Factory. So, we packed ourselves back into the car and headed back downtown and had a fabulous, enormous dinner of many courses. It was a really pleasant evening out, and I'm glad that we got to have a dinner out before he went on his trip.
He should still be home by the time I get off work tonight and I should have about an hour to spend with him before he heads out for his trip. I'll probably order some Indian food and relax tonight. Tomorrow, I'll pick up the last few things I need for the corded petticoat, a loaf of good bread (not the squishy white bread that M prefers, but good German rye) and some good cheeses so I can eat the way my German stomach demands right now, with lots of cold cuts and pickles and cheeses.
After years and years of being able to post to my blog from work, they finally have blocked access. :( I'm a super bummed, because it's where I store all my dress research for ongoing projects. Womp womp. As a result, my website is also blocked at work, since it's hosted by blogger. Waah!
Max Miller posted an episode of Tasting History yesterday that talked about a "dinner in an iguanadon" that some crazy rich dude in the 1850s hosted at the Crystal Palace to promote a big new dinosaur exhibit there, and that sounded like a fantastic event to draw inspiration from, so I looked up how much it would cost to rent the dino room at the Perot museum for an event, since I knew they rented it out for weddings and such.
$15,000. Because you have to use their preferred caterer. Who is Wolfgang Puck. Because of course it is. No dining with dinos for our little costume group.
When I got home last night, M burst out of the bedroom with all sorts of excited puppy energy because his friends had sent him some early birthday presents (having gotten the day right but the month wrong) of some hefty gift cards to The Cheesecake Factory. So, we packed ourselves back into the car and headed back downtown and had a fabulous, enormous dinner of many courses. It was a really pleasant evening out, and I'm glad that we got to have a dinner out before he went on his trip.
He should still be home by the time I get off work tonight and I should have about an hour to spend with him before he heads out for his trip. I'll probably order some Indian food and relax tonight. Tomorrow, I'll pick up the last few things I need for the corded petticoat, a loaf of good bread (not the squishy white bread that M prefers, but good German rye) and some good cheeses so I can eat the way my German stomach demands right now, with lots of cold cuts and pickles and cheeses.
After years and years of being able to post to my blog from work, they finally have blocked access. :( I'm a super bummed, because it's where I store all my dress research for ongoing projects. Womp womp. As a result, my website is also blocked at work, since it's hosted by blogger. Waah!
Max Miller posted an episode of Tasting History yesterday that talked about a "dinner in an iguanadon" that some crazy rich dude in the 1850s hosted at the Crystal Palace to promote a big new dinosaur exhibit there, and that sounded like a fantastic event to draw inspiration from, so I looked up how much it would cost to rent the dino room at the Perot museum for an event, since I knew they rented it out for weddings and such.
$15,000. Because you have to use their preferred caterer. Who is Wolfgang Puck. Because of course it is. No dining with dinos for our little costume group.
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