I think I'm on my fourth wind at this point.
Lemme summup.
Thursday night,
redesigner and I celebrated Restaurant Week at Butter. It was...okay. Nothing terrific. I think the best thing I could say about it was that it was trendy, but tasty. (to borrow from S1, E1 of Buffy). The staff was nice and the cocktails were strong, though.
Friday was a short day (hurrah) and after a few errands, I met up with J and J's family for their birthday celebration. (J's family all has birthdays in July, except for him. He's March, like me.) It was a definite good time.
Saturday was two parties, one a birthday, one a gathering of friends. Both were excellent - full of good food, good people, and rollicking good times. All things one should have in a Saturday, really.
Sunday was a day of win and awesome. The win was for the Yankees, as I watched a fantastic pitcher's duel at the Stadium with
trebleahead. The weather was seriously perfect, and a day it was almost a crime not to be outside. It was one of those games that causes me to be utterly baffled at people who call baseball boring. (And I was so proud of Joba!! 7 2/3 innings with 8 strikeouts and less than 100 pitches?? Attaboy!!) Afterwords, I met up with
j_bkl,
teany and
selftoken for
Harry Potter, which was awesome. I didn't mind too many of the story changes they'd made (there was a lot of ground to cover, after all), but I liked the story they did tell, and thought some of the shortcuts and tricks were quite clever. However:
( book-spoiler question )Today, since J and I were both off, we decided to give our apartment a good straightening. It was perfectly clean (a bit disorganized, but that's what happens when you're two busy people in a small space). After several hours of hard work, however, the place looks excellent, and I'm proud of us. And now that I've had a shower, I'm going to drag my exhausted carcass to bed. I'm just glad I don't have to be back at work until Wednesday.