A Quokka Dreeds its Weird

I have made fried honey-and-red wine sauce chikcen and drunk two glasses of Reisling. Did not have time to have lunch. Can't wait for four glasses of wine on an empty stomach (not counting bits of crispy chicke skin I snarfed from the pan.) We have more food lurking in the fridge, and am also making leg of lamb with rosemary and curry powder and thyme. I'm sure it will be delicious. (The cook says, "And garlic." I am typing on a laptop in the kitchen.

We are having a very traditional conversation on original names before Ellis Island changed them. I am the only one who doesn't know mine. My grandfather couldn't remember, and my Dad said he couldn't even when my Dad was a child. Woes. Halle thinks maybe the Mormon temple has records anyway?

I know it's required on Purim (okay, at least recommedned) to get so drunk that you can't tell the diffference between Mordecai and Whatsisface, but in my experience, Passiover has a very strong "drink on an empty stomach" factor.

Meanwhile, in today's developmental psych class, the professor went on an anti-juice tirade. My notes read, "Juice is the devil." Let it be a warning to all of you! Absolutely no juice for kids between ages 2 and 6 (And I guess before 6 too.) I think it has too much sugar? Eeven if fesh-squeezed?

We are now putting out pistachios. For noshing. Halle is salting the pistachios.

I will try to post again between plagues or something.

ETA: I forgot to mention - damn, I forget what I thought I needed to mention.

ETA 2: What I meant to mention was that I have only had 2 hours of sleep.

Also, I am wearing Halle's Harjuku Madness shirt. Mine got splattered by chicken oil and is in the wash. It is very clingy and my breasts look humongous,

ETA 3: Halle opened a bottle of seltzer water to make the matzoh balls fluffy and it exploded everywhere. We all screamed.

I forgot to eat anything today and just drank a glass of wine. I am suddenly noticing that I seem to be making more than the usual amount of typos (but I am correcting them as I go, I hope.)

I just peeled and chopped and put in the roasting pan vegetables (carrots, red fingerling potatoes, garlic, onions, parsnips, turnips, purple potatoes, sweet potatoes) for sixteen people. I am at a friend's house for Passover. There are sixteen people, three dogs, and three rabid bats cockatiels parakeets of DOOM. Actually the dogs are of DOOM, they kept interfering in the kitchen. Anyway, I had a fit of not-dealing-with-human-beings-ness and am "checking my e-mail."

Dinner id served in fifteen minutes if we are on time. I hope the begetables are ready, but I am concerned.