This weekend, we actually did something, although it took instigation from someone else.
Our friend Kristin scored some free movie tickets, apparently by buying the right frozen foods at Safeway. So she e-mailed and said did we want to join her. Not being one to turn down a free movie, especially since there was one that I was actually interested in for once, we said sure. When we figured out that we’d go to the theater right nearby, I said that she should bring her dog Ginger over, and Oscar could have a play date. We also said we’d buy dinner.
Kristin and Ginger come over, and the romp begins. (Ahem. The dogs, you sicko.) Oscar and Ginger just start running around the house (except the bedroom, where we’ve locked up the cats) and are wrestling and playing. We finally get them out back and off to Bravo! Pastaria. If you find yourself in the Roseville area, and have a hankering for some good Italian food with a twist, check them out, and say hi to Mark, the owner. The food is great, the service is great, the prices are reasonable. And they have a good wine selection.
We come back home for a few minutes, and let the dogs in. Wrestling continues. We get them back out, and then off to the movie – 21. Not a bad movie. It’s based on the true story of M.I.T. students who (aw, crap, no wonder my alarm didn’t go off this morning…it just went off. *runs down hall* Sorry, Cheri!) used their phenomenal memories to count cards and won millions at blackjack. There’s a lot of artistic license, including security goons, but it was good entertainment, for the price of a large soda and a box of Red Vines (shared with Cheri).
We came back, and the two dogs were patiently waiting at the back slider. Awww. They exhausted themselves. We open the door, and…round three! Sure, they’re exhausted. Sure they’re tired. After about 15 minutes of having to have pleasant conversation, we just give up for the evening (it was getting late for 3 middle-aged folks, anyway), and we said good night to Kristin and Ginger. Oscar? Well, he was exhausted, after all. He jumped on the bed, and did not move all night. Really. He was in the exact same position in the morning when we woke up.
That’s the fun. Sunday, we did accounting homework (online), interrupted by internet problems, while watching the NASCAR. Then we took Oscar to the dog park. And it was Opening Night. I must say, the Nats’ new ballpark is very nice, but let’s be honest—the Mt. Rushmore presidents racing around the park are a bit scary. (Damn Braves bullpen.)
I’m going to bounce the router once I post this—if I can post successfully. Thank $DEITY for Semagic and the ability to save a draft.