Slow Sunday

We had a nice dinner last night at Swagat Indian Cuisine.  It was my first experience with Indian cuisine, and it was delicious.  We were celebrating Mae's birthday which is on Wednesday.  (Our family celebrates three birthdays and Mother's Day inside of two weeks.)

It was sort of a photographer's lighting nightmare in the restaurant with the bright windows behind and the darkness within.  Also, I don't like to use flash because I don't want to keep flashing away bothering neighboring diners.  If I had been thinking (note to self:  think next time), I would have sat on the other side of the table so that those bright windows wouldn't have been such a problem.  Nevertheless, I think I got some reasonable pictures of the fam.  Mae and Erik sat to my right.

Matthew and Mike to my left.

We asked the server to take our picture.  I'm never sure who that woman is in the center, but she is always photobombing our pictures.  She looks an awful lot like my mother.

The guys had a tandoori mixed grill that came with some kind of curry sauce.  They all liked it.  I had one of the shrimp, and it was quite good.

I had the vegetable biriyani, but my image didn't turn out.  (See notations about lack of flash above.)  Since it was a novel eating experience for all of us, we were eating from one another's plates.  Here's how our table looked toward the end of the evening.

You can see the naan in the center.  That was a part of Mae's order.  I forget what she had, but it was really quite good.  It looked a little like tomato soup, and you spread it on the naan.  Yum.  That's my vegetable biriyani in the lower right corner.  In the upper center of the image, you can see one of the appetizers that we didn't eat.  I forget what that is.  It was a sort of vegetable fritter with a cookie-like consistency.  So good.

If the table is any indication, we ate a lot of food.  And I would say that this image offers up a good approximation of the voraciousness of our appetites.  (We are not easily embarrassed.)

This morning I sat and did some embroidery.  Last week was busy, and I missed two days of it.  I made up for the two days yesterday morning, but this morning I kept stitching and stitching, seemingly unable to stop myself.  Do you ever get like that?  I kept saying things to myself like, "I'll stop when I finish this length of floss."  Then, "Well, here's a piece of floss left from another sitting.  I'll use that and then stop."  Then, "Uh-oh.  I'm going to run out of gold floss.  I wonder if I have some that will work in my stash.  This should probably work.  I'll just stitch a little bit with this color to see how it looks.  Oh.  It looks fine.  Maybe I'll stop when I finish this length of floss."  Then, "Hm.  I wonder how it will look if I add this color here."  Finally, I had to smack my hand as I went to thread yet another length of floss onto the needle.  "Stop!"  I said.

So here's what I have so far.  I'm off to a pretty good start.  If this morning is any indication, I'll have it finished in about thirty minutes from now.  (I'm kidding, of course.)

And I'm going to link this post to Slow Sunday Stitching:

So today I'm going to do a little housework.  It's supposed to rain today, and while the clouds are rolling in, it hasn't started yet.  I need to go out and put new attractant into the yellow jacket traps.  We put it out early because, supposedly, you get the queens that way.  We do seem to have fewer yellow jackets when we start early in the season.  Also, the birds are looking as if they'll faint dead away and fall off their perches if I don't attend to their feeders.  It is a never ending battle to keep the feeders filled.  I do enjoy the birds, however, and I feel guilty if I see that their feeders are empty.  

Little Smitty just came in and rubbed behind my legs.  He's thinking it's time for us to go do something, and he is right.  If I have time this afternoon, I might even get in a little sewing.

How are you spending your day?