may 13-may 20

Sunday:
Pretty much 99% of the day finds me on the brink of death. I try to nurse my poor little body back to health. I watch Catch & Release for the second time, then call it a day. A very full day.

Monday:
While I feel better than I did on Sunday, I find myself doing even less. I blame my job for this.

Tuesday:
I go into work a bit early to get some things done since I have to check out early for a two hour meeting. A two hour meeting with an hour drive to Cleveland, and an hour drive from Cleveland. I get some pretty suspect directions from someone at work so I call G on my drive to get the skinny on the best route. I use her as my phone a friend since where I’m going is relatively close to where she used to work. She gives me some choices, then sends me on my way. We plan to meet up later in the day for dinner, drinks, ice cream, a movie…any combination of the above. Determined to pick a movie that she will agree on I offer up a comedy (Blades of Glory), a romantic comedy (the Ex), a thriller (the Invisible), and a horror movie (28 Weeks Later). Surprisingly enough she votes for none of the above. I really thought I finally had her on this one, foiled again. We are determined to find a restaurant with an outdoor eating area, since that’s pretty much all we’ve been talking about for a month now. We also want to find some place half-way between us. These requirements seriously limit our choices. Luckily, at the last minute I remember Pancho’s up the street from work. I kind of remember them having a patio, but since I hadn’t been there in a few years I think it best that I call first to confirm. So I call and this little girl sounding voice answers…

Child: Hi, can I help you?
Me: Yes, I was just calling to find out if you have a patio there.
Child: Um…hold on.
(a minute passes)
A voice I swear is the same child like voice: Yes?
Me: Yeah hi.
Not the same child like voice: Um, can I help you?
Me: Yeah, I was just trying to find out if you have a patio there.
Child #2: Um, yeah.
Me: Great. Thanks. Bye.

G is pissed because our waitress neglects to inform us that it's Taco Tuesday. She's also annoyed by the fact that her two margaritas make up over 50% of our bill. o talk her into stealing the large margarita glass to make up for the pricey drink. As we get up to leave she begins to walk off with the glass to see if I'll notice. As my eyes grow wide she laughs at me. After our yummy, but slow service we decide to stop for some ice cream. It's still very warm and muggy at 9 p.m. so maybe a cone wasn't the smartest way to go. We lick the ice cream super fast but still manage to drop some on the sidewalk.

G: Thanks for dinner.
Me: You bet.
G: Wait, does that mean I have to put out.
Me: Ummmm, no. But the fact that you’re now covered in ice cream does make the offer somewhat more appealing.

Wednesday:
I spend the day watching Scrubs, 2 episodes of How I Met Your Mother (it got picked up!) damn cbs for dropping Jericho, and Little Children. It was disturbing, sad, tragic, heartbreaking and of course I loved it.

Thursday:
My sister arrives into town. We eat, chat and watch some tv. She fills me in on the excitement and terror of being a first time home owner. I quickly begin to fade and call it an early night since I have to be up for work in the morning.

Friday:
More quality time with the sister and the mom after another stellar day at work. Why does this work week blow so hardcore? More eating, more chatting, more tv viewing.

Saturday:
I get a text from Chels telling me that they found Chloe earlier that morning. She had been sick off and on for a bit, but it looked like things were turning around. We decide to head to my sister's favorite ice cream establishment for some tasty treats. I tell my sister about my idea for a new HGTV show, Guerrilla Design. You don’t want anything done to your house, no one nominates you, however people just randomly show up to attack your house and do a major remodel and then leave. She laughs and tells me that Guerrenovation would be a better title. I tell he I'll think about it. We catch up on the Soup and Best Week Ever and laugh pretty hard at both. We do our best to make it to 11:30 to check out Zach Braff and the dreamy Adam Levine on SNL. My sister makes it until weekend update, then calls it a night. I do my best to suck it up and make it to the end. Somewhere between 12:40 and 12:50 I pass out. I wake up long enough to see Maroon5’s second song, then fall asleep again. I awake at 1:15, turn off the tv, and give in to the sweet sweet slumber.

Sunday:
We decide to have an early dinner at Luigi’s! Fifteen minutes before the restaurant even opens people are beginning to line up outside. My sister begins to stress while we are sitting in the car waiting for the doors to open. She convinces us to get out and wait at the door. Of course she is right, because by the time the place finally opens it's pretty much filled. We make friends with some Buffalo peeps while waiting for the place to open. They seem blow away by the idea that a line has formed outside of the place before it even opens. We catch a matinee of Georgia Rule. Wow. As I told my sister, lately I’ve seen a number of movies with seriously messed up characters, but the majority of them had at least one redeemable quality. Something that makes you end up liking them in spite of their flaws. Lindsay Lohan’s character in this movie was a HUGE exception. I hated her from the moment she came on screen, and things went downhill from that point. What a bitch. As my sister pointed out, she didn’t really feel like LL was even acting. It was as if someone wrote the character for her, about her, and shot her life story. The mormon boy was cute, but even that wasn’t enough to save it. And the soundtrack seriously rocked, but I really wouldn’t have liked this dud even as a rental. But my mother was happy with it, and since this was her belated Mother's Day celebration I guess that's what counts.