I love weekends. The only reason I work is so that I can enjoy myself on the weekend. Sing the song… I dare you.
This weekend was a good one. Full of relaxation, friends, family, and fun. I should think of a synonym for “relaxation” that starts with the letter “f.”
Friday, the BF had to work, so I just vegged out. I read a whole bunch and just relaxed, and went to bed early, so it was nice.
Saturday, the BF and I went to my aunt & uncle’s house for brunch for Nana’s birthday. It was great to see extended family that I don’t get to see very often. I love brunch, too, so that was a big plus. After that, we went to the BF’s mom’s house to move some stuff and so he could help her mount her new TV, then he went to work. I decided I wanted to get my GPS (have been wanting one since before Christmas, but just told people I wanted one for my birthday), so I started driving. Went to Radio Shack, BJ’s, Circuit City, and Best Buy. I have one thing to say: what recession? Everywhere I went, the parking lots were packed! Hmph. I didn’t find the one I wanted, either.
My cousins and I had tentatively planned a girls’ night out for Saturday, but it fell through at the last minute (mostly because I kept forgetting to send the e-mail). One of my cousins didn’t have plans, though, so she came up and we went to a martini bar near my apartment called Venetian Moon. We were able to find seats at the bar with some help from a guy the BF played soccer with in high school, and we settled in for some cocktails and appetizers. She got a pomegranate martini and I got a peach martini, then we both had Soli Blueberi with ginger ales. We split a grilled zucchini with mozzarella and prosciutto appetizer and bruschetta. The zucchini was definitely better! It was really nice to be able to just sit and chat with her, since we’re usually surrounded by the other 9 cousins and their respective parents, all of whom are accomplished at the Irish Whisper… essentially shouting conversations.
On Sunday, the BF and I woke early to head to NH skiing. We met up with his friend from college and his girlfriend at their house, then continued north to Waterville Valley. Tip: order your tickets online 48 hours in advance, and you can ski for $10 less! We were nervous about the weather (started raining near the mountain), but everything turned out fine. I made it down one of the black diamond runs (the second EVER!) in one piece, and was even coerced into the top half of a double black diamond! I made it through that part without event, but then got too scared to do the rest, and moseyed across to another trail.
After skiing, the BF and I decided to head to Texas Roadhouse in Methuen. He’d been raving about it for years, and I finally caved, since it was on the way, and he heard an ad on the radio, saying that if you showed a lift ticket, you could get a free appetizer with two entrees. Score! Unfortunately, we found out when we got there that particular special only applies to the Everett location. D’oh! We stayed anyway, and enjoyed some delicious Sam Adams White Ale, the spring seasonal. I’m so excited it’s finally out– now I’m going to have to go buy a whole bunch… yummm!
Anyway, the service during the meal was so-so, partly because the server was triple-sat in short order. He also seemed to have an issue with his table/time management skills. After eating roughly 7 tons of peanuts while we were waiting, then two of the fabulous sweet rolls, I was pretty much full. Instead of sitting dinner out, I ordered pulled pork with applesauce and steak fries (yummmmmmmmmmm). I had about 5 bites of the pork, a couple of fries, and all of the applesauce, but I was stuffed, so I decided to box it up for lunch today. The BF finished his meal, and we headed out to the parking lot. Lo and behold, I realized I forgot the leftovers on the table! I ran back inside, only to see the server and the busser standing at the table, wiping it down. I asked if the leftovers were still there, and they both apologized and said they’d already been cleared. Man! The server saw the look on my face (probably one close to devastation), and said that he’d see what he could do. A few minutes later, he came out of the kitchen with a fresh serving of pork and fries! For free!
And so in a short period of time, Texas Roadhouse redeemed its initial reaction of “slightly overrated but good” to “outstanding service, definitely worth a try.” So easy!
Then the BF and I watched Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist, rented from the Redbox in our Stop & Shop. I loved it– thought it was hilarious! The BF, though he was cracking up throughout the whole movie, said he thought it was just ok. I think he was lying.