drunken blogging

well, here i am, post party (yes, it's 1am, we're old, what can i say?) and a bit sauced...

and so you fine people are treated to drunken blogging. what fun!

the party was lovely. small. but lovely. that's the thing with summer parties, they're hit and miss in terms of attendance, either everyone is around and in a festive mood, or everyone has gone away to party elsewhere.

we talked about a range of things, including how children can learn sign language before they learn speech. in fact, there is a movement to teach hearing kids sign language because it leads to better communication. who knew. pretty cool though.

i made some bloody good daquiries. some bloody salty lime margaritas (i always make strawberry, this was by special request though) and some very tasty mojitos with a splash of gingerale added, because, well, i'm not good at following recipes.

no one is staying over. john and i have the place to ourselves tonight, which is kind of nice truth be told.

but we made nary a dent in our booze, so i guess we're moving it after all and a cocktail party will ensue in toronto. i'll keep folks posted on that...

okay, that's enough drunk blogging for one night.

be well folks. tomorrow we move our cats to the new place. more and more real every day. we'll be torontonians before you know it.