Saturday has been quite the busy day. Granted, I woke up late at 9:00 AM thanks in part to my non-sleeping newborn daughter (Bridget).
Anyway, the day began with a little visit to the public library, which only seems fitting since I am running to be on the Board of Trustees for the public library. Nevertheless, the public library was having a family event called "Touch A Fire Truck". Too bad I suck at Touch a Fire Truck.
For anyone curious, the name of the event says it all. The town's firefighters would be at the library, complete with an actual fire engine for kids (and adults) to see... and touch. The fire fighters provided little plastic fire helmets and balls to the children to play with. I wonder if my BFF (Kerry), who apparently seems to know all things firefighter related, knows the fire chief. Just kidding.
Needless to say, Karen and I ended up taking our two year old daughter (Briana) and Bridget to the event. We also ended up taking my nephew (PJ) to the event as well to give him a little break from going shopping with his sister and mother, which I'm sure is thrilling. Briana, incidentally, did not seem that into the event. She was more into the sugar cookie at the refreshment stand than the fire truck.
It was good hanging out with my nephew. We ended up taking him and our daughters to Chipotle too for lunch. It was the first time he had ever eaten at Chipotle and he appeared to enjoy it. For anyone curious, we ended up at the Chipotle at the Derby Shoppes in Hingham because there was a family event for Easter that we also wanted to attend. Yes, Saturday was family event day.
At the Derby Shoppes, Briana did a craft project involving making bunny ears. There was also an obstacle course, but Briana seemed more interested in... you guessed it... food. This time, it was the chocolate eggs that caught her fancy.
Anyway, with all the family events complete, my friends (Dolores and Tom) stopped on by for a visit. They wanted to do a little meet and greet with Bridget, which is commonplace these days. It was good to see Dolores and Loser Tom. I haven't seen them since our little excursion into Boston for the dietitian summit between Karen, Dolores, and my friend (Hot Amy). Dietitians Unite!
Among the topics that came up were the show "Once Upon a Time", playing Jenga with my chimney, and a Bobcat. Dolores and I share similar interests. Among them, besides "Buffy the Vampire Slayer", are other shows like "Once Upon a Time". As well, it turns out that we both also want to own Bobcats. And by Bobcats, I am not referring to the furry animal. I mean the company that creates construction equipment like a loader, excavator, etc. Of course, I have no idea where I would even store a Bobcat, but just owning one would be pretty cool in my book.
As for Jenga with my chimney, that topic came about because we were discussing with Loser Tom, who is a handyman on the side, how to remove a chimney. Our house used to have a chimney stack that ran straight through the middle of the house. When we renovated our house and added a second floor, the chimney was rendered inoperable. Instead of carrying the chimney through our second floor and consequently through the roof, we had the heat vented directly out the side of the house instead. Unfortunately, the bricks that made up the chimney remained on the existing first floor, enclosed behind a wall column. So, we were discussing with Loser Tom how to remove those bricks. Hence, Jenga with my chimney.
All in all, it was a pretty busy day. It was great to spend time with the family, and it was great to see friends.
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Monday, February 13, 2012
I Suck At Going Into Town
On Saturday, I was invited to attend the dietetic gathering between Karen and our friends (Hot Amy and Dolores). Truth be told, I was not even sure if I would be able to attend due to my lingering sickness. But since I was no longer having random dreams, I thought it would be okay to go.
For anyone curious, the last random dream during my sickened state was of my BFF (Kerry) confiding in me with a particular secret. That secret: that she was falling in love with our friend (Steve), to which I naturally asked "Isn't he gay?" with surprise. I have no idea if Steve is gay. It was just a dream after all.
Anyway, ever so often, Karen, Hot Amy and Dolores get together to hang out and discuss all things nutrition (because they are all dietitians). On Saturday, I guess the guys were fortunate enough to be included this time around. The plan for the night: to go into town and see Hot Amy's apartment.
Now, I suck at going into town. It has been a long while since I have been in town. I think the last time may have been, coincidentally enough, to see Hot Amy's place when they had their house warming last year. But since Dolores has never been, that was part of the plan.
Needless to say, it was good to see Dolores and Loser Tom. I don't think Tom is a loser, but I still refer to him as such because the name has a good ring to it and I'm mean that way. The name derived when all of us first met him. He was afraid that all of us would think he was a loser. Hence, Loser Tom was born.
I actually got to spend some time with Loser Tom hiking up Diamondhead in Hawaii when the former American Dietetic Association held its annual conference in Hawaii. For anyone curious, the American Dietitic Association is now called the Academy of Nutrition and Dietetics. I joked that the reason for the name change was because the American Dental Association, which also went by ADA, was too strong and did not want people confusing the two (much like wrestling and the wildlife foundation). I have no idea if that really is the case.
Anyway, hanging out at Hot Amy's was good. She made her legendary mac 'n cheese for dinner. I haven't really hung out with Hot Amy in quite some time, so it was nice to be able to joke around with her again. Don't get me wrong, I've seen her, but we haven't joked as much as we used to. We may, however, have lined up a new competition: an ice skating race. The idea came about because Hot Amy apparently is Dorothy Hamill-esque on skates, just without the salchows or so the claim goes. And naturally, I am curious if whether I could beat her in a skating race particularly because I can't skate. So we'll see if that challenge materializes.
Among the other topics of discussion from the night were Dolores's tattoo, Facebook, and Whitney Houston. Yes, Dolores has a tattoo of an ankh. She could be the female Moon Knight. Sadly, I could not get the location of the said tattoo out of her. I was only curious, just to give my "friend of all things supernatural" a hard time.
As for the latter topics, Whitney Houston and Facebook went hand-in-hand. Of all the people there, only Hot Amy was a prolific user of Facebook. Sadly, she knew more about Karen's relatives than Karen. Plus, apparently Facebook told everyone at the table that night that Whitney Houston passed away. Got to love social media. I still am curious about experimenting with Facebook to update my status based on my daily bowel movements, just to see what would happen. I can't imagine my status updates being any worse than the ones that are posted.
Anyway, it was a good time. The ride home was definitely interesting as well. Not only did I got to see women in their short short skirts walk around in the freezing night, but I got to drive 30mph getting onto the highway because the car in front of me was just that slow. Fun.
For anyone curious, the last random dream during my sickened state was of my BFF (Kerry) confiding in me with a particular secret. That secret: that she was falling in love with our friend (Steve), to which I naturally asked "Isn't he gay?" with surprise. I have no idea if Steve is gay. It was just a dream after all.
Anyway, ever so often, Karen, Hot Amy and Dolores get together to hang out and discuss all things nutrition (because they are all dietitians). On Saturday, I guess the guys were fortunate enough to be included this time around. The plan for the night: to go into town and see Hot Amy's apartment.
Now, I suck at going into town. It has been a long while since I have been in town. I think the last time may have been, coincidentally enough, to see Hot Amy's place when they had their house warming last year. But since Dolores has never been, that was part of the plan.
Needless to say, it was good to see Dolores and Loser Tom. I don't think Tom is a loser, but I still refer to him as such because the name has a good ring to it and I'm mean that way. The name derived when all of us first met him. He was afraid that all of us would think he was a loser. Hence, Loser Tom was born.
I actually got to spend some time with Loser Tom hiking up Diamondhead in Hawaii when the former American Dietetic Association held its annual conference in Hawaii. For anyone curious, the American Dietitic Association is now called the Academy of Nutrition and Dietetics. I joked that the reason for the name change was because the American Dental Association, which also went by ADA, was too strong and did not want people confusing the two (much like wrestling and the wildlife foundation). I have no idea if that really is the case.
Anyway, hanging out at Hot Amy's was good. She made her legendary mac 'n cheese for dinner. I haven't really hung out with Hot Amy in quite some time, so it was nice to be able to joke around with her again. Don't get me wrong, I've seen her, but we haven't joked as much as we used to. We may, however, have lined up a new competition: an ice skating race. The idea came about because Hot Amy apparently is Dorothy Hamill-esque on skates, just without the salchows or so the claim goes. And naturally, I am curious if whether I could beat her in a skating race particularly because I can't skate. So we'll see if that challenge materializes.
Among the other topics of discussion from the night were Dolores's tattoo, Facebook, and Whitney Houston. Yes, Dolores has a tattoo of an ankh. She could be the female Moon Knight. Sadly, I could not get the location of the said tattoo out of her. I was only curious, just to give my "friend of all things supernatural" a hard time.
As for the latter topics, Whitney Houston and Facebook went hand-in-hand. Of all the people there, only Hot Amy was a prolific user of Facebook. Sadly, she knew more about Karen's relatives than Karen. Plus, apparently Facebook told everyone at the table that night that Whitney Houston passed away. Got to love social media. I still am curious about experimenting with Facebook to update my status based on my daily bowel movements, just to see what would happen. I can't imagine my status updates being any worse than the ones that are posted.
Anyway, it was a good time. The ride home was definitely interesting as well. Not only did I got to see women in their short short skirts walk around in the freezing night, but I got to drive 30mph getting onto the highway because the car in front of me was just that slow. Fun.
Monday, July 12, 2010
I Suck At Christenings
I think my baby daughter (Briana) has had the most parties of anyone her age. For anyone curious, she is almost four months old and after yesterday she has already had four parties in her name. She had a red egg and ginger party (the customary Chinese one month party), her baby shower (she attended because she was born prematurely), a 100 day party (the party she should have had at one month were it not for her being born premature), and now... her christening party. Too bad I suck at christenings.
Briana is averaging roughly a party a month. I guess it is to be expected. She was, after all, born on St. Patrick's Day. Suffice to say, I am dreading the day she turns 21. Regardless, yesterday was her rite of baptism within the Catholic church.
Were it solely up to me, Briana would not have been baptized because I am not one for religion. She would have original sin like her father. I would be okay with that. Unfortunately, other people probably would not.
Needless to say, I was definitely not looking forward to yesterday. Besides the whole religious significance of the day, I would have to say hosting a large party after the christening was not exactly high on my to-do list. There were just too many things that were potentially stressful for a day that I was very indifferent to. Those things included the baptism itself, renovating the bathroom, inviting family and friends, cleaning the house, cleaning the house again after the party, etc. For Karen, it was probably worse because it was mainly her family that was invited.
The christening itself was not all bad. I thought the priest was good. He is definitely more comedic and more sociable than other priests that I have seen. Were I Catholic, I probably would go to his parish just because I think he's funny... and pretty knowledgeable about things.
I had a quick little Bible lesson on christenings... during the christening. For example, I learned there were three holy oils: the Oil of the Sick; the Oil of Catechumens (which I lovingly refer to as the Oil of Cat and Humans), which strengthens a person for their struggle between good and evil; and the Holy Chrism which apparently is the most important oil of them all. Perhaps that is probably why the Holy Chrism is so pungent... being mixed with syrup. That oil is used to anoint one with the Holy Spirit. In other words... you're in after you get it!
Luckily for Briana, she got the Oil of Cat and Humans... and the Holy Chrism. And now her path towards guilt and more guilt begins. Interestingly enough, I also found it a little funny that within a family of so-called Catholics, not one of them could tell me what the symbol displayed on the church altar was.
The symbol on the altar looked like a P interposed with an X. It turns out, the symbol actually is a superimposition of two letters on top of one another... just not the letter P and X. The symbol is called a chi rho. According to my friend Wikipedia, the symbol "is formed by superimposing the first two letters in the Greek spelling of the word Christ". Thus, "ch" is the chi, "r" is the rho. Put them together... and you get chi rho. Thanks to Constantine I, the symbol stuck.
Anyway, the christening was good. I was tempted to do something that I had witnessed during another christening I had attended... and that was to ask the priest "are we all done?" with eager enthusiasm. I, of course, decided to refrain, which can be hard for me sometimes.
I think everyone who attended the party after the christening had a good time. That is always one of those stressful things while being the host... making sure everyone is enjoying themselves. For the most part, I think everyone mingled nicely. They shared holding duties of Briana very well.
I believe Karen's grandmother even got to use the newly renovated first floor bathroom. She was, however, not the first one to christen the bathroom. That honor actually goes to Karen. My BFF (Kerry) had the pleasure of being the second one to christen the bathroom. After that, I lost track of who went to the bathroom. I got a little sidetracked with being the host.
Speaking of Kerry, I must say thanks to her and my other friend (Andrea) who attended Briana's christening. Truth be told, I am always surprised when friends want to attend these things for my daughter. I definitely was not expecting them to attend. Logically speaking, I do not know why they would even want to. Nevertheless, it was nice that they cared so much about Briana. So thank you both!
I should probably thank Hot Amy too. Although she did not make the christening itself, she did make a little appearance with her fiance (Mark) at the party. It was nice that they were able to stop by with ice cream! Yum! There's always room for ice cream.
One of the things that I dislike about hosting large parties is not having enough time to socialize with everyone. It's almost like I am Catholic. I have these feelings of guilt when I do not spend enough time with all the people who cared enough to attend the party for my daughter. So for people like Karen's grandparents and Karen's aunt (Margie) and Aunt Margie's husband (Tom), I feel bad for not really socializing that much with them. Same thing goes with Karen's cousin (Matthew) and Karen's Uncle (Paul). There's just too many people to see within a given time frame.
I'm sure everyone understands, but it's still a feeling that I am not particularly fond of. I just hope everyone had a good time. At the end of the day yesterday, Karen and I were just so tired and just so relieved. We were definitely happy that the stress concerning Briana's christening was over.
And now we can wait to stress about her 1 year birthday...
Briana is averaging roughly a party a month. I guess it is to be expected. She was, after all, born on St. Patrick's Day. Suffice to say, I am dreading the day she turns 21. Regardless, yesterday was her rite of baptism within the Catholic church.
Were it solely up to me, Briana would not have been baptized because I am not one for religion. She would have original sin like her father. I would be okay with that. Unfortunately, other people probably would not.
Needless to say, I was definitely not looking forward to yesterday. Besides the whole religious significance of the day, I would have to say hosting a large party after the christening was not exactly high on my to-do list. There were just too many things that were potentially stressful for a day that I was very indifferent to. Those things included the baptism itself, renovating the bathroom, inviting family and friends, cleaning the house, cleaning the house again after the party, etc. For Karen, it was probably worse because it was mainly her family that was invited.
The christening itself was not all bad. I thought the priest was good. He is definitely more comedic and more sociable than other priests that I have seen. Were I Catholic, I probably would go to his parish just because I think he's funny... and pretty knowledgeable about things.
I had a quick little Bible lesson on christenings... during the christening. For example, I learned there were three holy oils: the Oil of the Sick; the Oil of Catechumens (which I lovingly refer to as the Oil of Cat and Humans), which strengthens a person for their struggle between good and evil; and the Holy Chrism which apparently is the most important oil of them all. Perhaps that is probably why the Holy Chrism is so pungent... being mixed with syrup. That oil is used to anoint one with the Holy Spirit. In other words... you're in after you get it!
Luckily for Briana, she got the Oil of Cat and Humans... and the Holy Chrism. And now her path towards guilt and more guilt begins. Interestingly enough, I also found it a little funny that within a family of so-called Catholics, not one of them could tell me what the symbol displayed on the church altar was.
The symbol on the altar looked like a P interposed with an X. It turns out, the symbol actually is a superimposition of two letters on top of one another... just not the letter P and X. The symbol is called a chi rho. According to my friend Wikipedia, the symbol "is formed by superimposing the first two letters in the Greek spelling of the word Christ". Thus, "ch" is the chi, "r" is the rho. Put them together... and you get chi rho. Thanks to Constantine I, the symbol stuck.
Anyway, the christening was good. I was tempted to do something that I had witnessed during another christening I had attended... and that was to ask the priest "are we all done?" with eager enthusiasm. I, of course, decided to refrain, which can be hard for me sometimes.
I think everyone who attended the party after the christening had a good time. That is always one of those stressful things while being the host... making sure everyone is enjoying themselves. For the most part, I think everyone mingled nicely. They shared holding duties of Briana very well.
I believe Karen's grandmother even got to use the newly renovated first floor bathroom. She was, however, not the first one to christen the bathroom. That honor actually goes to Karen. My BFF (Kerry) had the pleasure of being the second one to christen the bathroom. After that, I lost track of who went to the bathroom. I got a little sidetracked with being the host.
Speaking of Kerry, I must say thanks to her and my other friend (Andrea) who attended Briana's christening. Truth be told, I am always surprised when friends want to attend these things for my daughter. I definitely was not expecting them to attend. Logically speaking, I do not know why they would even want to. Nevertheless, it was nice that they cared so much about Briana. So thank you both!
I should probably thank Hot Amy too. Although she did not make the christening itself, she did make a little appearance with her fiance (Mark) at the party. It was nice that they were able to stop by with ice cream! Yum! There's always room for ice cream.
One of the things that I dislike about hosting large parties is not having enough time to socialize with everyone. It's almost like I am Catholic. I have these feelings of guilt when I do not spend enough time with all the people who cared enough to attend the party for my daughter. So for people like Karen's grandparents and Karen's aunt (Margie) and Aunt Margie's husband (Tom), I feel bad for not really socializing that much with them. Same thing goes with Karen's cousin (Matthew) and Karen's Uncle (Paul). There's just too many people to see within a given time frame.
I'm sure everyone understands, but it's still a feeling that I am not particularly fond of. I just hope everyone had a good time. At the end of the day yesterday, Karen and I were just so tired and just so relieved. We were definitely happy that the stress concerning Briana's christening was over.
And now we can wait to stress about her 1 year birthday...
Sunday, November 29, 2009
I Suck At Bohemian Rhapsody
On Saturday, Karen and I had a very uneventful day. Karen had an eye exam at Pearl, which is located near the Hanover mall. She had been meaning to get new glasses. So Saturday was a good day as any to get new glasses.
While waiting for her new glasses, we ended up doing a little shopping. I naturally couldn't resist the temptation of purchasing Miley Cyrus's EP "The Time of Our Lives". Normally, I am not a big fan of Walmart. Since the EP, however, is a Walmart exclusive... I had no choice. And damn that "Party in the U.S.A." song and it's catchy tune. For anyone curious, the EP was on sale at the time.
And yes, I still am not proud of the fact that I purchased a Miley Cyrus EP. Glee: The Music Volume 1, I have no shame in admitting that I purchased. For some reason, purchasing the album of a teeny popper... shameful.
Anyway, Karen and I also met my in-laws for lunch while we were waiting for her glasses. We ended up eating at Uno's, also located near the Hanover Mall. Lunch was good. The wait staff were not exactly that good, but the food was.
Eventually, Karen picked up her new glasses and we did what any couple would do on a Saturday night... we vegged in front of the television. Sadly, we had no plans. Among the interesting items that came up during out vegging was the Muppets viral rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody. Now, I suck at Bohemian Rhapsody.
(The video below is the Muppet rendition.)
Needless to say, the rendition cracked me up. Gotta love those Muppets!
The other interesting thing that happened on Saturday night was the surprise visit from Karen's friend (Dolores) and her boyfriend (Loser Tom). Dolores and Loser Tom were in the neighborhood, as they were going shopping at the Hanover Mall, and they thought they would stop by.
For anyone curious, I refer to Loser Tom as Loser Tom because when we first met him, he mentioned to Dolores that he was afraid that we would think he was a loser. He's not really a loser, but I like to call him Loser Tom nonetheless. It's my way of picking on Dolores, much like how I pick on my friend (Hot Amy) by claiming that her significant other works in the cloak and dagger world of janitorial services. And yes, I do sometimes wonder why both Dolores and Hot Amy are still my friends. (Of course, for all I know, they both could just tolerate me due to my connection with Karen.)
Anyway, it was good seeing Dolores and Loser Tom. Karen and I don't see them that often. In fact, Saturday was the first time that they have seen our house with the second floor addition. So, needless to say, we were glad that they were in the neighborhood and decided to stop on by. Hopefully, they will do it more often.
While waiting for her new glasses, we ended up doing a little shopping. I naturally couldn't resist the temptation of purchasing Miley Cyrus's EP "The Time of Our Lives". Normally, I am not a big fan of Walmart. Since the EP, however, is a Walmart exclusive... I had no choice. And damn that "Party in the U.S.A." song and it's catchy tune. For anyone curious, the EP was on sale at the time.
And yes, I still am not proud of the fact that I purchased a Miley Cyrus EP. Glee: The Music Volume 1, I have no shame in admitting that I purchased. For some reason, purchasing the album of a teeny popper... shameful.
Anyway, Karen and I also met my in-laws for lunch while we were waiting for her glasses. We ended up eating at Uno's, also located near the Hanover Mall. Lunch was good. The wait staff were not exactly that good, but the food was.
Eventually, Karen picked up her new glasses and we did what any couple would do on a Saturday night... we vegged in front of the television. Sadly, we had no plans. Among the interesting items that came up during out vegging was the Muppets viral rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody. Now, I suck at Bohemian Rhapsody.
(The video below is the Muppet rendition.)
Needless to say, the rendition cracked me up. Gotta love those Muppets!
The other interesting thing that happened on Saturday night was the surprise visit from Karen's friend (Dolores) and her boyfriend (Loser Tom). Dolores and Loser Tom were in the neighborhood, as they were going shopping at the Hanover Mall, and they thought they would stop by.
For anyone curious, I refer to Loser Tom as Loser Tom because when we first met him, he mentioned to Dolores that he was afraid that we would think he was a loser. He's not really a loser, but I like to call him Loser Tom nonetheless. It's my way of picking on Dolores, much like how I pick on my friend (Hot Amy) by claiming that her significant other works in the cloak and dagger world of janitorial services. And yes, I do sometimes wonder why both Dolores and Hot Amy are still my friends. (Of course, for all I know, they both could just tolerate me due to my connection with Karen.)
Anyway, it was good seeing Dolores and Loser Tom. Karen and I don't see them that often. In fact, Saturday was the first time that they have seen our house with the second floor addition. So, needless to say, we were glad that they were in the neighborhood and decided to stop on by. Hopefully, they will do it more often.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I Suck At The Villa Rosa
tonight, i celebrated registered dietitian day. sure, the celebration was a little early. according to the american dietitic association, registered dietitian day is actually tomorrow (march 11). in fact, this quasi-real holiday will be the second annual registered dietitian day this year.
anyway, in celebration of registered dietitian day, karen and i met up with a few friends (dolores, hot amy, and tom) at the villa rosa in quincy. now, i suck at the villa rosa. i don't think i have been there since karen and i took karen's nana there for dinner last year... before her incident.
regardless, karen thoroughly enjoys the eggplant pizza from the villa rosa. she was very excited to meet up with dolores and hot amy, both of whom are also dietitians, at the villa rosa. tom... or loser tom... as i sometimes have been known to refer to him as... and i were just tagging along as eye candy. for anyone curious, tom is not a loser. when a bunch of us first met him, tom was concerned that we would think he was a loser. the name "loser tom" sort of just stuck after that.
needless to say, karen and i had the eggplant pizza. (by the way, the eggplant pizza is very good. "yum-o"!) anyway, it was a fun night. adding to the enjoyable atmosphere was the 80s music that was playing at the villa rosa. my friend (andrea) would be happy to know that the theme to st. elmo's fire was played.
(the video below is the theme from st. elmo's fire.)
there were a bunch of other classic songs from the 80s that were played too. "man in motion" just stuck out because i knew it was one of andrea's all time favorites... if not the favorite.
anyway, as usual i had a good time. dolores always cracks me up... probably because we have similar interests like being fans of the greatest television show ever: buffy the vampire slayer. plus, i can constantly pick on her... all in good fun of course.
throughout the night, we talked about things like home improvement projects; the latest show on television that karen and i are addicted to... called "renovation realities" on the diy network; the wahlbergs; the new kids on the block; sebastian bach... who dolores totally adores; and a bunch of other topics like how men do not listen to women. i would probably list more topics of our discussion... had i in fact been listening throughout the night. just kidding.
eventually, the discussion turned toward the newly smitten hot amy. primarily, curious minds were wondering how old the person was that she had been dating under the guise of "being friends". with all the other questions surrounding this mysterious fellow, it almost seemed like an inquisition for hot amy.
interestingly enough, the whole thing reminded about a picture i remember seeing of hot amy sitting in a chair. the picture was taken when karen, hot amy, and my friend (jen) went to visit my other friend (pam) in bon jovi's home state of new jersey. at the time of that visit, they were likewise interrogating hot amy about her then newfound crush... and apparently decided to take a picture of the interrogation.
it's funny how that works. you would never see, at least to my knowledge, a bunch of guys clamoring together asking another guy about the details of his new found date. and if you did, i would probably say that was odd. and even if there were details, i am guessing that most of the details would be of the sordid kind. nonetheless, the whole interrogation thing was very interesting to watch and be a part of.
needless to say, i think everyone is pretty excited to meet this mystery man.
anyway, in celebration of registered dietitian day, karen and i met up with a few friends (dolores, hot amy, and tom) at the villa rosa in quincy. now, i suck at the villa rosa. i don't think i have been there since karen and i took karen's nana there for dinner last year... before her incident.
regardless, karen thoroughly enjoys the eggplant pizza from the villa rosa. she was very excited to meet up with dolores and hot amy, both of whom are also dietitians, at the villa rosa. tom... or loser tom... as i sometimes have been known to refer to him as... and i were just tagging along as eye candy. for anyone curious, tom is not a loser. when a bunch of us first met him, tom was concerned that we would think he was a loser. the name "loser tom" sort of just stuck after that.
needless to say, karen and i had the eggplant pizza. (by the way, the eggplant pizza is very good. "yum-o"!) anyway, it was a fun night. adding to the enjoyable atmosphere was the 80s music that was playing at the villa rosa. my friend (andrea) would be happy to know that the theme to st. elmo's fire was played.
(the video below is the theme from st. elmo's fire.)
there were a bunch of other classic songs from the 80s that were played too. "man in motion" just stuck out because i knew it was one of andrea's all time favorites... if not the favorite.
anyway, as usual i had a good time. dolores always cracks me up... probably because we have similar interests like being fans of the greatest television show ever: buffy the vampire slayer. plus, i can constantly pick on her... all in good fun of course.
throughout the night, we talked about things like home improvement projects; the latest show on television that karen and i are addicted to... called "renovation realities" on the diy network; the wahlbergs; the new kids on the block; sebastian bach... who dolores totally adores; and a bunch of other topics like how men do not listen to women. i would probably list more topics of our discussion... had i in fact been listening throughout the night. just kidding.
eventually, the discussion turned toward the newly smitten hot amy. primarily, curious minds were wondering how old the person was that she had been dating under the guise of "being friends". with all the other questions surrounding this mysterious fellow, it almost seemed like an inquisition for hot amy.
interestingly enough, the whole thing reminded about a picture i remember seeing of hot amy sitting in a chair. the picture was taken when karen, hot amy, and my friend (jen) went to visit my other friend (pam) in bon jovi's home state of new jersey. at the time of that visit, they were likewise interrogating hot amy about her then newfound crush... and apparently decided to take a picture of the interrogation.
it's funny how that works. you would never see, at least to my knowledge, a bunch of guys clamoring together asking another guy about the details of his new found date. and if you did, i would probably say that was odd. and even if there were details, i am guessing that most of the details would be of the sordid kind. nonetheless, the whole interrogation thing was very interesting to watch and be a part of.
needless to say, i think everyone is pretty excited to meet this mystery man.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
I Suck At The Cheesecake Factory
tonight, karen and i met up with our friends (hot amy, dolores, and loser tom) for dinner at the cheesecake factory located in braintree. too bad i suck at the cheesecake factory. i have not been to the cheesecake factory in quite some time (since august). in fact, i think the last time i was at the cheesecake factory was after my friend's (garv) wedding... the very wedding where i was out and about till the wee hours of early morning getting my inebriated friend (ron) home.
coincidentally, the last time i was at the cheesecake factory was also with dolores and hot amy... and the "yay breastfeeding" rally cry. apparently, the cheesecake factory seems to be the meeting place for dietitians (karen, hot amy, and dolores). (i have since found out that the reason the dietitians meet at the cheesecake factory is because hot amy loves the restaurant. all this time, i figured the restaurant was chosen because it was centrally located between the three of them.)
anyway, all of us were meeting to exchange christmas presents... as well as celebrate dolores's birthday. dolores's birthday is not until the 27th of this month... so before i forget... happy birthday dolores!
as usual, the food at the cheesecake factory was delicious. for anyone curious, i had the kobe burger... and i don't mean kobe in the "no means no" kobe bryant sense. (cue rachael ray's "yum-o" sound.)
it was good to see loser tom as well. loser tom is dolores's boyfriend. he's not really a loser. the moniker just stuck... in part because dolores had feared that all of us would think he was a loser when we first met him. dolores is funny that way. she tends to overthink a lot of things... like teaching. (she will also be teaching at simmons this semester.) i assume the overthinking is one of her quirks for being intelligent.
all in all, it was a good dinner. i think dolores had a good time, which is good considering the dinner was partly a celebration of her birthday. in fact, she mentioned that she always has a good laugh whenever she is with all of us.
among the topics of conversation: dolores's intimidating presence, turtle sex, tom going back to school, a genius, the reason why cities do not have a "j street", and hawaii... not necessarily in that order. so, it was a wide variety of topics. there were probably a bunch of other topics that i forgot to. i can only remember so many things... which reminds me... coincidentally, one of the other topics of conversation was memory and how babies learn things from all of their senses.
so naturally, in my attempt to help with my own memory, please do not be alarmed the next time i see you and i a) put your hand in my mouth and/or b) sniff all around you. apparently, the tactile and olfactory sense is supposed to help with memory... or so i have been told. i will have to put that to the test.
as a side note, in addition to dinner, i was able to get new lenses for my glasses. my other lenses were cracked (due to too many beer goggles i suppose). luckily, the lenscrafters in the south shore mall was not too far from the cheesecake factory. so maybe vision will help with my memory too...
coincidentally, the last time i was at the cheesecake factory was also with dolores and hot amy... and the "yay breastfeeding" rally cry. apparently, the cheesecake factory seems to be the meeting place for dietitians (karen, hot amy, and dolores). (i have since found out that the reason the dietitians meet at the cheesecake factory is because hot amy loves the restaurant. all this time, i figured the restaurant was chosen because it was centrally located between the three of them.)
anyway, all of us were meeting to exchange christmas presents... as well as celebrate dolores's birthday. dolores's birthday is not until the 27th of this month... so before i forget... happy birthday dolores!
as usual, the food at the cheesecake factory was delicious. for anyone curious, i had the kobe burger... and i don't mean kobe in the "no means no" kobe bryant sense. (cue rachael ray's "yum-o" sound.)
it was good to see loser tom as well. loser tom is dolores's boyfriend. he's not really a loser. the moniker just stuck... in part because dolores had feared that all of us would think he was a loser when we first met him. dolores is funny that way. she tends to overthink a lot of things... like teaching. (she will also be teaching at simmons this semester.) i assume the overthinking is one of her quirks for being intelligent.
all in all, it was a good dinner. i think dolores had a good time, which is good considering the dinner was partly a celebration of her birthday. in fact, she mentioned that she always has a good laugh whenever she is with all of us.
among the topics of conversation: dolores's intimidating presence, turtle sex, tom going back to school, a genius, the reason why cities do not have a "j street", and hawaii... not necessarily in that order. so, it was a wide variety of topics. there were probably a bunch of other topics that i forgot to. i can only remember so many things... which reminds me... coincidentally, one of the other topics of conversation was memory and how babies learn things from all of their senses.
so naturally, in my attempt to help with my own memory, please do not be alarmed the next time i see you and i a) put your hand in my mouth and/or b) sniff all around you. apparently, the tactile and olfactory sense is supposed to help with memory... or so i have been told. i will have to put that to the test.
as a side note, in addition to dinner, i was able to get new lenses for my glasses. my other lenses were cracked (due to too many beer goggles i suppose). luckily, the lenscrafters in the south shore mall was not too far from the cheesecake factory. so maybe vision will help with my memory too...
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