Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Monday, April 25, 2005

A Really Great Weekend

After being stuck at work late Friday (made up for by my boss giving me a taste of a really good, really expensive scotch) Paul came over around 9. It was really nice to have an evening in. I made dinner, we hung out and then watched some of Arrested Development Season 1. It really is a great, underwatched show - check it out if you haven't. He left around 12:30 and I went straight to bed where I slept soundly for the first time in awhile.

I had every intention of going to the office Saturday to get caught up on some work. I did a bit of shopping then realized it was later than I thought so I hopped on the metro to get home and get ready for my date with Paul. Everything was great until my hairdryer broke while my hair was still sopping wet. Ugh. Our plans were to go see a friend's band then head to a late dinner. Kenin didn't start playing until around 8:30 and it would have been stressful to get to the restaurant in Arlington by 10 so we scrapped those plans and went to meet Paul's friend at her rugby happy hour. Too bad Paul couldn't remember the name or location of the bar. After about 20 minutes of a very nice cabbie driving us around, we gave up and had him drop us off by a restaurant for some food. We asked the door man there if he knew of a place called the 4th or 5th Column (which Paul kept insisting was the right name). Turns out the bar is the 4th Estate and was just down the street from where we were. How fortuitous. So we hoofed it over there, had a couple beers with the friend and her sister (who are both wonderful) and then went to my house for late night pizza.

Sunday morning Paul and I had breakfast and then left to run some errands before his family got into town. We got to the sporting goods store a little bit before they opened so I suggested going to Starbucks to get a warm beverage (it's been pretty cold lately). Paul has never been to Starbucks......nor has he ever had tea. Who is this guy? So he got his hot chocolate, I got my cider and we settled in at a window table for 15 minutes. We went to City Sports so Paul could get some more baseball caps and I picked up a yoga mat and body ball. Then we headed to the bookstore for a bit. It was really nice tooling around the morning with him. It's been awhile since we've just hung out with nowhere to be. I really enjoy him. He's a great guy. We then went our separate ways with plans to meet up later for dinner with his father, aunt and uncle. I stopped by the store to buy a new hairdryer (thank God it happened Saturday and not Sunday) then got a mani/pedi to relax further. It was a really great Sunday.

Paul and his family came by and picked me up for dinner. They are delightful. Dinner was so much fun. Paul's friend Jorge also joined us at the restaurant. It was nice to spend a bit more time with him as well as get to know Paul's family. His dad and uncle are a hoot and his aunt is lovely. Such a nice woman and they were all very friendly. Plus, they love to tease Paul which was fun for me since he insisted on telling the story of getting locked out of my house late that one night. Slightly embarrassing since even a fool could deduce the reason for his visit. But not quite as embarrassing as him referring to me as not "the flavor of the week". Why does he say these things in front of me? The man has no filter. They very nicely dropped me off at home where Paul's dad turned to him and said he'd wait for Paul to walk me to my door and say goodbye (very sweet, plus I got to kiss Paul good night which is always nice). As I was getting out of the car, I thanked his father again for dinner and wished them all a safe trip back home. His aunt placed her hand on mine and said it was very nice to meet me and that hopefully we'd meet again to which I replied "I would like that". Then she kissed me on the cheek goodbye. She's a sweetheart.

All in all a relaxing, fun weekend.

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