The fifth door on the saxo finally started falling. Considering that it's 19 years old, not too bad. I took the extensible handle of the wire brush (which I bought for weeding out the grass between the cobbles on the driveway) and am using it now as the prop.
Over the weekend I finally got to move the soil from the raised heap in front of the garage, where she was growing čubar (aka rtanjski tea aka summer savory) and chives, but now serves no purpose, except to divert the rainwater towards the garage. It was very dry and the weather was hot and windy, so it didn't go as easy as I expected, but I got it done - the soil is now sloping down from the front side of the house's foundation. Nothing grows there, there's too much debris from the construction and too little water.
Violet's two upper front teeth are showing now. She successfully pulled both molars and kept them. Sanda is still fond of molten cheese, eats a triangle in a few bites, just unwrap it for her.
On glass plate, kolenica (pig's knees) aka butkice; behind it, ludajnače
In the evening, Dragana and Borče weren't too late for the 21st frendz parti, Đoković had the courtesy to win early enough and cut the match short. They knew there's no teevee here... On the menu we had butkice and the 2018.1 tutifruti, which we renamed hare krišnja (kruška+višnja, i.e. pear and sour cherry). During a recent inventory we found it forgotten in a 5l cask, almost full. Over the last month, we two drank nothing else, and preserved one liter for this evening. It went well, as usual - there was even a moment when Linda was in Dragana's lap, or when they were both in Nina's lap, with their tablets, and they first knocked over a glass of water, which was fine, but then tipped her rakija shot, which would ruin the lacquer on the table, so we changed the tablecloth. The crew is well experienced, everything vanished from the table and reappeared in the same arrangement under three minutes, counting between the timestamps of the nearest pictures (so it was more like two minutes, I didn't take shots so close to the actual event).
At some point someone mentioned pumpkins, and I took the guests to the yard to show the ones we have here (one was used, two we gave to Juliška and the other neighbor). Dragana was enthused about it, she said how she loves to make ludajnače (see two days ago)... and then when we were back at the table, she served the ones she already made. It looked like we rehearsed the whole setup, but it was just improvised, completely - she forgot about them, and actually so did I, but once the mention surfaced, I got the idea, and it worked. One of those little surprises that catch them unprepared.
Some time around midnight she was in the shape of "pour me just a half, I've had enough", which I knew would be followed by "ok just one more and then we go" (no halves mentioned) at least twice. The last two, at 00:22, we poured apricot, for the unique hare krišnja was no more in existence in this universe. By 3:00 we were in bed.
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