An evening at Feht's...
Jul. 6th, 2003 10:58 amYesterday went well, despite some residual morning depression about Sasha. I found myself going out to her resting place, and starting to think about what I should have or could have done to have prevented her early demise. But in the end, it all comes down to the old saw: "If frogs had wings, they wouldn't bust their bottoms when they hop." Despite the fact that - who knows? - I might have been able to do something, I know enough not to beat myself up about it. Life is tough enough as it is.
In any event, I got a reasonable chunk of work done yesterday, and then got ready to go to Feht's. While Galina went by to pick up Olga from where she's staying in Vista, I got a bottle of Colorado port and a watermelon ready for the trek. Ultimately, we got to Feht's about five minutes shy of the appointed hour, which is not bad by Pagosa standards.
The food, drink, and fellowship were - as usual - great, although I'm afraid that between me and Galina and Feht and his wife Maria, we probably offered way too much advice to Olga with regard to her career plans to become a translator/interpreter. After dinner, we talked about everything and anything (to the accompaniment of the aforementioned port), and we finally tore ourselves away at about 10:30 pm.
So far today, I've sent off the item due to the editor today. Next on the list, I've got more translation, as well finalizing the articles that I look upon as the "front end" of the 60K job.
Cheers...
In any event, I got a reasonable chunk of work done yesterday, and then got ready to go to Feht's. While Galina went by to pick up Olga from where she's staying in Vista, I got a bottle of Colorado port and a watermelon ready for the trek. Ultimately, we got to Feht's about five minutes shy of the appointed hour, which is not bad by Pagosa standards.
The food, drink, and fellowship were - as usual - great, although I'm afraid that between me and Galina and Feht and his wife Maria, we probably offered way too much advice to Olga with regard to her career plans to become a translator/interpreter. After dinner, we talked about everything and anything (to the accompaniment of the aforementioned port), and we finally tore ourselves away at about 10:30 pm.
So far today, I've sent off the item due to the editor today. Next on the list, I've got more translation, as well finalizing the articles that I look upon as the "front end" of the 60K job.
Cheers...