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Jennie has this habit of asking me, on Saturdays and some Sundays, "what are you going to do today, Liz?" I know it's because if she had the free time that I have, she'd be doing something cool every weekend, or at least she thinks she would. I, though, feel that (a) since ALL my time is my own, I do fun things during the week, and sometimes on the weekends I just like to lay around with a book and veg out. And (b), it makes me feel bad when she asks me and I don't have a good answer.
Yesterday, the only thing I absolutely needed to do was get the letter written soliciting donations for the Kindergarten Learning Kits for NVSD, so that on Monday or Tuesday I can type it on letterhead and then get going on these donations. Rachel and I decided to go out for coffee and get this completed.
Here are the things we did yesterday:
-coffee at the downtown (Holly St) Starbucks (they were brewing Gold Coast, my favorite)
-procured applications from the downtown YMCA
-drove to Sunset Square to pick up Andrew's drycleaning, but they closed at 2 so when we arrived around 2:30, they were gone. So that was a bust.
-drove to Fairhaven, walked around, looked for cards & at kitchenware that we can't afford nor store, but wish we could
-had tea (darjeeling and english breakfast) in a Fairhaven tea room that neither of us had previously seen, and which is also a paint your own pottery place (we're going back)
-went to the mall, where I finally got some cards and where we tried on plenty of clothes and looked for an outfit for me to wear to Joe & Rachel's wedding (nothing exciting was found)
-went to dinner at the Olive Garden, where we were set to wait 35 minutes so got seats at the bar and tasted some wines, made our decisions (each got a shiraz), and then realized we could just eat at the bar, which we proceeded to do. I had tilapia and Rachel had seafood alfredo, and after the wine I had coffee and she had two dirty martinis, and we got to know Loren, the bartender, pretty well, since he's a substitute who wants to get a job with the NVSD and we already work there. I also got hit on by the Ukrainian refugee (no, really, I swear) and Rachel was NO help, and we people-watched, and laughed a LOT, and in the end some of our drinks were on the house and we've decided that the Olive Garden is our new hangout.
All in all, a pretty good Saturday.
And certainly not bad for a day when Jennie asked "what are you doing today, Liz?" and I said, at 11:15, "I don't know; nothing exciting."
Yesterday, the only thing I absolutely needed to do was get the letter written soliciting donations for the Kindergarten Learning Kits for NVSD, so that on Monday or Tuesday I can type it on letterhead and then get going on these donations. Rachel and I decided to go out for coffee and get this completed.
Here are the things we did yesterday:
-coffee at the downtown (Holly St) Starbucks (they were brewing Gold Coast, my favorite)
-procured applications from the downtown YMCA
-drove to Sunset Square to pick up Andrew's drycleaning, but they closed at 2 so when we arrived around 2:30, they were gone. So that was a bust.
-drove to Fairhaven, walked around, looked for cards & at kitchenware that we can't afford nor store, but wish we could
-had tea (darjeeling and english breakfast) in a Fairhaven tea room that neither of us had previously seen, and which is also a paint your own pottery place (we're going back)
-went to the mall, where I finally got some cards and where we tried on plenty of clothes and looked for an outfit for me to wear to Joe & Rachel's wedding (nothing exciting was found)
-went to dinner at the Olive Garden, where we were set to wait 35 minutes so got seats at the bar and tasted some wines, made our decisions (each got a shiraz), and then realized we could just eat at the bar, which we proceeded to do. I had tilapia and Rachel had seafood alfredo, and after the wine I had coffee and she had two dirty martinis, and we got to know Loren, the bartender, pretty well, since he's a substitute who wants to get a job with the NVSD and we already work there. I also got hit on by the Ukrainian refugee (no, really, I swear) and Rachel was NO help, and we people-watched, and laughed a LOT, and in the end some of our drinks were on the house and we've decided that the Olive Garden is our new hangout.
All in all, a pretty good Saturday.
And certainly not bad for a day when Jennie asked "what are you doing today, Liz?" and I said, at 11:15, "I don't know; nothing exciting."