Okay, that was weird.

I was standing at the bus stop this morning, wearing a full-length overcoat buttoned up to mid-chest.

A middle-aged guy walked by and we made brief eye contact, so we nodded at each other. Then he stopped, waved at my midsection, and asked, "Girl?"

I was stunned.

"Yes," I said, "but how on earth could you tell?"

He grinned at me. "I always know. I guessed every one of my children." He wished me a happy holidays, and then went on his way.

Seriously: I know that people develop all kinds of theories based on how you're carrying, or whatever, but I was wearing a figure-obscuring wool coat. You can see that there is a bump, but not the shape of the bump. So how the hell?

(no subject)

We're having our annual holiday open house tomorrow.[1]

I haven't done any cooking yet, so the next 24 hours are going to be an orgy of food preparation. I believe I'll be leaving work early.

Menu:
hot appetizers, passed on trays:
cheese-sausage balls
dilled mushrooms in puff pastry

on the buffet table:
meat and cheese platter, artistically arranged by curiousangel
raw vegetables with two dips (hummus and horseradish dip)
tiny phyllo pastry cups with smoked salmon, capers, and creme fraiche
snickerdoodles
refrigerator nut cookies

to drink:
hot spiced cider
Santa Carolina cabernet-merlot
ginger ale, diet Coke, ice water

Am I forgetting anything that a party needs to have?



[1] My local LJ friends did see the info, right? I made a post friends-grouped for locals, but it got no responses so I'm not sure it got out.