A weekend at home
Jan. 22nd, 2013 10:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
katestineI wasted a lot of time in the preceding two weeks trying to get out of town for MLK weekend: it's been 5 years since I =didn't= go to NH for ice climbing and Mt. Washington that weekend. In the end, I probably got enough social-time, if not enough adventures.
Friday morning, I finished up my networking profile for its debut at Restaurant Week lunch with OperaBoss. The lunch was good: Esca remains one of my fave picks for RW because the price is lower than their usual and they include signature dishes in the RW menu. I started with monkfish liver, which they call the foie gras of the sea: it was good, but I'd still rather duck or goose liver, thanks. My entree was fine and boneless, and I always love the candied citrus panna cotta. OperaBoss wanted to see Silver Linings Playbook and I'd blocked off the afternoon for being drunk, so we went. (I was not drunk.) The movie was tough at times and I desperately wanted to check my watch, but in the end, I agree with every good thing I've heard about the movie: it really is a love story for our times.
I'd changed into my pjs and was set for a quiet night in when I got a text from a sorority sister asking if I was up for happy hour in my neighborhood. She and I accidentally got back in touch 5-6 years ago and I'd randomly invited her to my party: we talked about her post b-school adventures and it should be interesting to see where life takes each of us.
Saturday was supposed to be a glorious full day of tidying so the cleaning lady could clean; while I did spend some time distracted by an Amazon sale, I have no fargin' clue where the rest of the day went. oops. By Sunday morning, I managed to open a pile of mail and get enough of the surfaces cleared for things to be thoroughly cleaned post-party. There was more than one task that I told the nice lady, "Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it" where she ignored me, asked how I wanted it done, and did it. I don't pay her enough.
My parents were in town for some G&S, so I had brunch with Bbro and his gf. We mostly talked about CrossFit (he tried it for the first time that morning) and Disney (he's going the same weekend as DOWF and can't understand why I won't cancel a trip to DC to go with him).
By the time I got dressed and tried to go for a run that night, Jon arrived, and wanted to go running too, which is good bc it was full dark by the time I got home and we were accosted by a EDP. *sighs*
Monday we had dim sum with Buzz Lightyear in Chinatown. Jon headed home. I'd planned to go home to prep for Tuesday's interview, but couldn't turn down a chance to see the Intrepid with a former Navy guy. Definitely more interesting than if I'd gone with OperaBoss. In the end, Tuesday's interview was a walkover, but that's whole 'nuther story.
Friday morning, I finished up my networking profile for its debut at Restaurant Week lunch with OperaBoss. The lunch was good: Esca remains one of my fave picks for RW because the price is lower than their usual and they include signature dishes in the RW menu. I started with monkfish liver, which they call the foie gras of the sea: it was good, but I'd still rather duck or goose liver, thanks. My entree was fine and boneless, and I always love the candied citrus panna cotta. OperaBoss wanted to see Silver Linings Playbook and I'd blocked off the afternoon for being drunk, so we went. (I was not drunk.) The movie was tough at times and I desperately wanted to check my watch, but in the end, I agree with every good thing I've heard about the movie: it really is a love story for our times.
I'd changed into my pjs and was set for a quiet night in when I got a text from a sorority sister asking if I was up for happy hour in my neighborhood. She and I accidentally got back in touch 5-6 years ago and I'd randomly invited her to my party: we talked about her post b-school adventures and it should be interesting to see where life takes each of us.
Saturday was supposed to be a glorious full day of tidying so the cleaning lady could clean; while I did spend some time distracted by an Amazon sale, I have no fargin' clue where the rest of the day went. oops. By Sunday morning, I managed to open a pile of mail and get enough of the surfaces cleared for things to be thoroughly cleaned post-party. There was more than one task that I told the nice lady, "Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it" where she ignored me, asked how I wanted it done, and did it. I don't pay her enough.
My parents were in town for some G&S, so I had brunch with Bbro and his gf. We mostly talked about CrossFit (he tried it for the first time that morning) and Disney (he's going the same weekend as DOWF and can't understand why I won't cancel a trip to DC to go with him).
By the time I got dressed and tried to go for a run that night, Jon arrived, and wanted to go running too, which is good bc it was full dark by the time I got home and we were accosted by a EDP. *sighs*
Monday we had dim sum with Buzz Lightyear in Chinatown. Jon headed home. I'd planned to go home to prep for Tuesday's interview, but couldn't turn down a chance to see the Intrepid with a former Navy guy. Definitely more interesting than if I'd gone with OperaBoss. In the end, Tuesday's interview was a walkover, but that's whole 'nuther story.