blurrage
it seems this last week & weekend has been a blur. i am so slammed at work that i rarely leave the office before 6:00 PM & i have to ask, "what's a lunch?".
the one day earlier in the week that i was actually stopping for lunch, i decided to still keep it short & eat in our breakroom. that is until i was cornered by her. you know the one i'm talking about ... the resident (s)talker. she's the one who will corner you in the hall or in the breakroom & talk. & talk. & talk. & talk some more, all the while never picking up on the social hints of you slowly backing away while muttering about all the work at your desk. i have never eaten a sandwich so fast in all my life until that day. if i heard one more word about clay aiken & his career i seriously thought i would chunder everywhere. i fled to my desk & finished my lunch there. 20-something women should not be clay aiken fans. that is all.
this weekend was pleasant & entertaining, not that i expected less. friday i racked upon shopping deals for the holiday weekend & spent much of the time catching up with sarah. i didn't realize how much i missed her until she came back. my month while she was in europe was simply a blur. she asked what i'd been up to & i was silent trying to remember. old age? eek.
saturday i joined catherine & her greek family for some family bonding time. ey-yi-yi ... it's always an eye-opening experience with them. they're loud. & northern (although they seem to think i'm one of the few southerners they've met with the northern personality.) & very, very greek. we went to see spider-man 2 which contained some of the most spectacular special effects i've seen in a long time. not to mention the entrancing animation intro. i was spellbound for that & would call that worth the price of admission alone. overall, though, i wasn't overtly impressed with the film, but it was an entertaining 2 hour span, amongst all the crying babies & toddlers. why do people bring screamy kids to a movie? & then not take them out when they begin to wail? so very rude.
after dinner we adjourned to a greek restaurant (which i cannot recall by name, i was so overwhelmed by the experience, apparently). after many minutes of arguing over the appetizers & going down memory lane with aunt irene & uncle george (brother & sister who are first-generation americans, raised by their family who immigrated from greece in the '40s), appetizers were procured & the menu was still being dissected. it took 8 of us approximately 40 minutes to order our meals. i was starving. had someone said an inflammatory thing to me, i might have taken their head off. i'm just sayin'. thank God for the greek bread served with a dipping mixture of olive oil, lemon, garlic & oregano. i could have eaten that alone for my meal & been quite happy.
*mouth waters*
when my meal arrived, i was the laughing stock of the table for being one of the only non-greeks who ordered from the menu. my biftiki de monstiere (or something along those lines ... wish i could find their website & online menu!) was the greek version of a cheeseburger. i didn't care as it was seasoned with some wonderful cumin with greek cheese (not feta as i'm not a feta fan) melted over the top & served alongside lemon potatoes & seasonal veggies. let the record show that everybody tried my dish & amongst all the authentic dishes they tasted, found it to be the best. our waiter explained the reasoning behind the dish ... apparently in greece a monastary decided to rent out the lower portion of one of their buildings for some extra income. the restaurant enterpreneurs knew that to appeal to tourists they should offer some sort of americanized dish, so they chose the "cheeseburger & fries" version. this dish is still going strong in greece & has been for 60 years, now being included on every restaurant's menu. so the non-greek girl has the last laugh. oh yeah.
yesterday after church i spent the afternoon with sarah, darryll, blaine, neil & some random guys that work with blaine. blaine? so proud of his pork shoulders that he'd been grilling since 9 AM. we spent plenty of time holding back the dogs from the delectable meat that neil & blaine we're chopping in front of them. after a glass of red wine, i crashed in the hammock for an hour or so, waking up with a headache. on the fourth of july? when fireworks would be bursting in air? not a good thing ...
the one day earlier in the week that i was actually stopping for lunch, i decided to still keep it short & eat in our breakroom. that is until i was cornered by her. you know the one i'm talking about ... the resident (s)talker. she's the one who will corner you in the hall or in the breakroom & talk. & talk. & talk. & talk some more, all the while never picking up on the social hints of you slowly backing away while muttering about all the work at your desk. i have never eaten a sandwich so fast in all my life until that day. if i heard one more word about clay aiken & his career i seriously thought i would chunder everywhere. i fled to my desk & finished my lunch there. 20-something women should not be clay aiken fans. that is all.
this weekend was pleasant & entertaining, not that i expected less. friday i racked upon shopping deals for the holiday weekend & spent much of the time catching up with sarah. i didn't realize how much i missed her until she came back. my month while she was in europe was simply a blur. she asked what i'd been up to & i was silent trying to remember. old age? eek.
saturday i joined catherine & her greek family for some family bonding time. ey-yi-yi ... it's always an eye-opening experience with them. they're loud. & northern (although they seem to think i'm one of the few southerners they've met with the northern personality.) & very, very greek. we went to see spider-man 2 which contained some of the most spectacular special effects i've seen in a long time. not to mention the entrancing animation intro. i was spellbound for that & would call that worth the price of admission alone. overall, though, i wasn't overtly impressed with the film, but it was an entertaining 2 hour span, amongst all the crying babies & toddlers. why do people bring screamy kids to a movie? & then not take them out when they begin to wail? so very rude.
after dinner we adjourned to a greek restaurant (which i cannot recall by name, i was so overwhelmed by the experience, apparently). after many minutes of arguing over the appetizers & going down memory lane with aunt irene & uncle george (brother & sister who are first-generation americans, raised by their family who immigrated from greece in the '40s), appetizers were procured & the menu was still being dissected. it took 8 of us approximately 40 minutes to order our meals. i was starving. had someone said an inflammatory thing to me, i might have taken their head off. i'm just sayin'. thank God for the greek bread served with a dipping mixture of olive oil, lemon, garlic & oregano. i could have eaten that alone for my meal & been quite happy.
*mouth waters*
when my meal arrived, i was the laughing stock of the table for being one of the only non-greeks who ordered from the menu. my biftiki de monstiere (or something along those lines ... wish i could find their website & online menu!) was the greek version of a cheeseburger. i didn't care as it was seasoned with some wonderful cumin with greek cheese (not feta as i'm not a feta fan) melted over the top & served alongside lemon potatoes & seasonal veggies. let the record show that everybody tried my dish & amongst all the authentic dishes they tasted, found it to be the best. our waiter explained the reasoning behind the dish ... apparently in greece a monastary decided to rent out the lower portion of one of their buildings for some extra income. the restaurant enterpreneurs knew that to appeal to tourists they should offer some sort of americanized dish, so they chose the "cheeseburger & fries" version. this dish is still going strong in greece & has been for 60 years, now being included on every restaurant's menu. so the non-greek girl has the last laugh. oh yeah.
yesterday after church i spent the afternoon with sarah, darryll, blaine, neil & some random guys that work with blaine. blaine? so proud of his pork shoulders that he'd been grilling since 9 AM. we spent plenty of time holding back the dogs from the delectable meat that neil & blaine we're chopping in front of them. after a glass of red wine, i crashed in the hammock for an hour or so, waking up with a headache. on the fourth of july? when fireworks would be bursting in air? not a good thing ...
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