Brian’s grandmother’s birthday is this week so we went down to Frostburg, Maryland today to visit her for the occasion. This year, we took her out for lunch. Normally she cooks us dinner, but that doesn’t seem like something you should have to do for your own birthday, so I came up with the idea to take her out to eat. She really seemed to enjoy it. We went to Applebees. Frostburg is around 60 miles from here, so it’s not a bad trip–all country roads and we hardly saw any other cars. It would make a good bike trip, which Brian already has in the works.
wash and wax
I took advantage of the nice weather the past two days and cleaned my car inside and out. I knew it was supposed to rain today, but I didn’t care–I just wanted a clean car if only for a few hours. Plus, the car was really dirty. It hadn’t been cleaned since before winter. I’ve made a concerted effort to keep my car clean since I just got it last year (it’s easier to keep up with a clean car, that’s for sure). Of course, I probably could’ve found a more fun way to spend those few hours, but I guess I’ll have time for fun after the work is done.
all caught up
For the first time in a long time, I’m practically caught up with my work. I mean, I’ll never be caught up because there’s always something to do, but this weekend, I got a good jump on things. Jake ended up staying at my parent’s Saturday night, too, so this gave me a chance to do even more than I had anticipated last weekend. I daresay a little boredom set in by the time Saturday evening arrived.
Another thing that has helped me with my workload is HBO. Let me explain…HBO is running Six Feet Under again at 8pm on weeknights. Normally, I like to do housework until around 9pm, so to make up for watching tv, I’ve been ironing while catching the show. I hardly have anything left in my ironing pile. I think this is the lowest it’s ever been.
But, enough talking. I need to get some work done.
we’re so pathetic
Jake is staying at my parent’s tonight. We were supposed to go out to dinner with a friend, but that got cancelled earlier in the week. So, we spent the past few days pondering what to do on our night off. Should we go out for drinks? That never seems to happen. Why pay for drinks when we can drink for free at home? Seems kind of silly. Should we go to the movies? We’ve actually had our fill of movies lately, so no. Should we go see a band? We didn’t know anyone who was playing out this weekend, so it didn’t seem like it was worth the effort. That was about all we could come up with, so we just stayed home, did a little work, watched a little tv, and started designing the bar Brian’s going to build for our family room this year. We did manage to wash down a Margarita while snacking on some killer black bean dip, though. So, all was not lost.
you belong to me
This was a book written by Mary Higgins Clark. It is the first one I read from her in a long, long time. After reading it, I remembered why. Her stories are all whodunits. And, the bad guy is never who you think it would be. But, after reading a few of her books, it is easy to figure out the pattern and pick the bad guy out–he’s the last one you’d think would be it. And, this book was no different. So, I guess I’ve had my fill of her for a while.