It’s been a nice Saturday. We met Erik for brunch at this restaurant in Clarendon this morning. Whitlow’s on Wilson. We’ve been there with him a few other times. They have a brunch buffet we can’t stay away from. The breakfast part is pretty typical, but good. Waffles, biscuits and gravy, sausage, bacon, eggs, bagels, etc. John loves that they have a giant platter of lox. Then at 11, they bring out the lunch part of the buffet. The highlight every weekend is crab legs. They also usually have baked salmon, fried shrimp, mac and cheese, and a few varieties of salad and dessert. I’ve never made it to dessert. We were there for nearly three hours today, I think. Not eating the whole time, thank goodness. I probably wouldn’t have fit back in the car. But it was good to hang out with Erik. We had a good time. Then we went to Barnes and Noble for a little more hanging out. John was looking for a CD they ended up not having, but we spent another hour or so talking about random things while standing among (amongst?) the DVD shelves. Eventually, we dropped Erik off at his place and headed home so John could work on his homework.
Of course, when we got home, Roxy had had an accident, so we had to clean that up. Cleaning that up included mopping the floor, so we decided to do some other cleaning, too. Mostly picking up clutter. While I was sorting through all the random stuff that collected on the island, John decided to grab the paint can and touch up some scuffs on the walls in the front hall and living room. That’s when he realized that he was going to much greater lengths than usual to avoid his homework. He did eventually start to work on it, but not until after he put a coat of some sort of wood-conditioning oil on the top of the island. That’s when I headed for the grocery store.
Actually, before I did that, I checked Mom’s blog and noticed that she updated it today with a long post that basically reviews what Mom and Dad got out of their almost two years of restless retirement. Well, Mom hasn’t actually posted that entry yet (and when I checked again, it wasn’t there anymore), so she has determined that I have this completely useless superpower that allows me to read other people’s draft blog entries before they’re published. I can’t think of any time when that would actually be useful.
John and I jammed for part of the evening. Yeah, I said it. We jammed. Sounds weird. Whatever. Found a couple of drum patterns I totally suck at. And a couple I’m pretty good at playing. Since then, John’s been playing his acoustic and looking for songs we can sing together. And I’m starving. I thought I’d never eat again after brunch today, but apparently I can’t last more than 8 hours without eating. At least now I know. So before I faint with hunger, I’m going to post this. Good night.