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Monday, April 17, 2006

Indulgent weekend

The weekend was perfection. It started out with happy hour afterwork with Sally and Fran at an outdoor restaurant. They are always so busy that it was a real treat to get to hang out. The weather was perfect and so was the company. Afternoon bled into evening, then suddenly it was late and not a good idea to drive myself home.

Saturday I lounged around until the afternoon when Meghan could drive me back to my car. We went to a nearby cafe and had iced coffees and chatted. It was the first time I've ever felt completely comfortable hanging out just us (I usually think of her as Tim's friend first). Then we went next door to a boutique that also fosters cats and petted the friendly ones weaving in and out of the jewelry and antique displays. Then I drove home, stopping by Publix on the way. I sat in the car for a little while before shopping because there was a really good radio program about Johnny Cash on. Inside Publix, pesto-parmesan ham was on sale, an old dude commented on one of my tattooes and told me to get some of the free samples of Easter food, and I saw a very scary 7-foot-tall Easter bunny.

Once home, I had a long conversation with Hannah, who may be coming to visit! Yay! And dinner with Tim. After he went back to work, I lounged around more, watched embarrassing TV shows that I had out from NetFlix, and made carrot-ginger cupcakes from the most amazing cupcake blog I've ever read. (YUM.) After the show, we went to a party with his castmates. Riotous, late-night fun.

Sunday, we made waffles with mangos and strawberry yogurt, and watched some "Battlestar Galactica," which really bugs the crap out of me. In the afternoon, I shopped for dinner, then played a scorching game of tennis with some of Tim's classmates. Dinner was grilled chicken, jasmine rice salad, and a new, intriguing salad containing dried apricots, figs, capers, feta, mint, kalamata olives, toasted pine nuts, and jalepenos, with a vinegrette. Dessert was leftover cupcakes. Afterwards, we laid around on the floor, reading trashy magazines, and talking.

The whole weekend felt like an indulgent escape. I suppose I never have that much to do on the weekends here anyway, but this one felt so free and lazy. The only thing that would have made it more perfect would have been if our pool was already open so I could have done some lounging poolside.

It totally recharged me.

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Blogger Hannah said...

Oh my god! A cupcake blog! I love it sooooooo much...makes me happy to be back in this country.
Now I'm going to go eat blueberry pound cake!

6:41 PM  

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