My chicken kabob was pretty dry, but the rich pilaf and veggies were great. Everyone else seemed to be okay, but they all had sauces. Barb said her linguini carbonara was ‘okay’ and I noted that she ate all of it. he was happy it didn't have peas as she hates peas... I've known her for years and didn't know that. TBG had steak and mashed potatoes, his usual dish, Jeff had a seafood saffron that looked lovely and Joan had lamb chops. Everyone except TBG had two drinks, he had one and then just water as he was our designated driver. For dessert, there was the usual assortments, TBG and Barb had rice pudding. Joan had Crème Brulee. Jeff and I passed.
Today we are heading over to my old theatre (The Tillie Lewis - the Tomato Queen of the Central Valley) to see Mamma Mia. It's being done by a Lodi group. I'm curious to see how they do with stuff. They have all kinds of robotic lights in the Tillie, so they should put on a show. Barb seemed very annoyed with Jeff about his coming with us. I don't understand what her issue was with the show or him coming with us. She made a rather nasty comment about the fact that we went to see it in London the last time we were there. There was something going on with her yesterday, maybe a fight with her sister or something, she was not in a great mood.
Anyhow, then tomorrow it's to the movies to see *yay* My Neighbor Totoro. Barb allowed as we needed to grow up and stop watching cartoons. Really? It is our money and our choice, after all. What difference does it make to her? Doesn't matter, we will go and have a fabulous time. The theater will be air conditioned and there will be popcorn. There might be swimming afterwards, but we will see if Jeff invites us. He will have the girls this weekend and might be too tired. Plus it's going to be 102 on Sunday.
There's a fire burning somewhere and the sky is orange. The door is open, but none of the cats have moved. Bête Noir is sleeping directly in front of the fan. She knows what she likes.