visitors with lovely faces

allison and kaytee just arrived back in NYC according to the text message that made my phone vibrate with lonesome reckoning. god i miss them. they flew in to SLC on friday and have already gone. good times were had, even though I worked for most of the time that they were in town.

friday was main street day. they accompanied me to work, with drew, and brought food to the gallery from clockwork. mmm dinner. yes, kaytee had very inexpensive chicken fingers from davanzas. (<$6?) they took the car and dropped drew off at work, only to come and get me a few hours later. such gracious guests. we raced to the liquor store to get some rum (Oh Mr. Sparrow, where has all the rum gone?) and wine before they closed for the night and then home we went to drink it all up. crazy day, lazy night.

saturday was their sleep in day, while drew took an early (before 8am?) leave to ride PCMR (i ride park city...hahaha no i dont) with RWest friends and I worked gallery until 1. drew met me on main street and we drove home to pick up the twins and we headed back downtown to cafe terigo where we had a 45 minute meal before we drove drew to work. then back downtown to Fawn where I worked until 9. i gave kaytee and allison my PCfilm series pass and they managed to catch a screening of cadillac records at the PClibrary where i met them after work. then we went home and made tofu stirfry, ate lots, and hung out watching and gossiping randomn things. i also taught allison how to knit while watching the second half of snl. ("what is the rock in now?")

sunday was fawn for me and olympic park seeing for the twins. drew had work also. they took pictures which i am sure you will be able to find on your favorite networking website in a few hours. (kaytee, youre predictably awesome at chronicling adventures). work ended early enough to go to SLC and eat food of the gods at cafe trio and view the disney castle wannabe that is the LDS temple. basically we made an evening out of being awesome, unfortunately losing an hour of sleep to fascism, or so i am told. boo to less sleep.

monday was our official SNOW DAY for which we headed to the canyons (jon and kate plus four times two) where we hit the fresh pow to celebrate the elevated desert craziness that is utah snow. will met up with us and we rocked it hard... or hit it hard... or fell down hard. to each their own embodiment of hard, to be relieved by advil or alcohol. also your choice. we closed the mountain and headed home, where we paid homage to mr. michael cera with a double feature viewing - nick and norahs infinite playlist followed shortly by superbad. msnbc monopolized post cera celebration.

tuesday sucks too much to write about right now. it involved the following elements:
waking up early
driving to an airport
saying goodbye to lovely faces
driving home sleepy
getting stuck in traffic
getting home late
showering all too quickly
driving to work
working
and thinking about lovely faces.