The Weekly Grind: Commencing

Isn't it funny* how all week you keep thinking that if you can just hold on 'till the weekend everything will be ok, then the weekend flies by and you can barely remember what you did? It sometimes feels like my weekends aren't my own, that they just exist to catch up on all the stuff you couldn't possibly get done otherwise. But things are all good- my Christopher is mostly settled in and starts his new job today. Keep your fingers crossed for him!

So Friday night Chris, Kirsten, Laura and I snagged the T over to Brookline for some Shabu Shabu, which was beautifully presented and surprisingly delicious. I was expecting just a big ol' plate of raw meat like they had on Lost in Translation, but it came with bunches of leafy greens and vegetables and rice and noodles, too. We had a blast just boiling stuff up and trying not to lose our meal in the giant metal pot they bring to your table. Thumbs up- I would recommend this place for both hours of entertainment and mad good food. Bonus: their prices are definitely right, and everything is big enough to split.

Saturday was spent watching hours of bizarre cartoons in the morning, waving a sad goodbye to Kirsten, and a trip up to NH to steal a computer monitor and some free home-cooked dinner from the Parents. By the time we made it back down to the city we had almost forgotten about the Harvard Square pub crawl that was going on but made it over there in time to catch the Grafton Street and Hong Kong action. Thankfully, we got out alive before everyone headed upstairs at the Hong Kong for some crazy hip hop dance moves mixed with multiple scorpion bowls.

And finally, Sunday. Oh, Sunday. Sundays are meant for relaxing and naps and reading in bed and maybe a movie or a pleasant walk somewhere. But not this Sunday- instead, I was treated to yet another bridal shower. A bridal shower where the bride in question 1. hates surprises, 2. hates being the center of attention, and 3. doesn't cook or like to decorate, therefore rendering almost every gift either unusable or unnecessary. A bridal shower that included all three of those things. As you can imagine, fun did not ensue.

After we managed our escape from wedding hell, however, I did manage to relax a little by stealing The Boy's Nintendo DS and playing the most inane game I have encountered, Lost in Blue. It basically involved running around an island collecting coconuts so I didn't starve to death and building fires so I didn't freeze... then waking up and doing it all over again. Until I found some wood and made a spear so I could catch fish- then it got real interesting! So after that sucked a few hours of my life away, I made some shrimp stir-fry for us, tidied things up a bit, read for a few minutes until my eyes were closing, and finally fell asleep around 11:30.

To wake up and start it all over again. At least in real life I don't have to collect coconuts to stay alive.




*By funny I mean sad.