So, my whole pointless goal this weekend was to go to the coffee shop, chill with the boy and dog and eat waffles. Don’t know why, I just wanted to. Saturday David was more in the mood for something substantial and eggy so we headed to Maria’s Colombian Cafe and he had eggy and I had plantain pancakes with cojito. Yesterday we were over in Highland Park buying 37 pound bags of dog food and every dog treat ever produced (there was a sale), so we eat at the Highland grill (eggs benedict for me, good, but I’m spoiled by the Uptown Diner’s benedict so I think I’m just going to stick to theirs from now on).
So, this morning was the time for the chilling and the waffles and the sun on my face. Of course today was also the day they ran out of waffle batter and the supplier couldn’t get ingredients to them until tomorrow because of the holiday. Sigh. But, I’m nothing if not adaptable so David bundled me off into the car and headed out. We ended up at the Longfellow grill (which is the exact same restaurant as the Highland grill and the Edina grill, but Longfellow has a slightly larger menu). You have two waffle options there, smothered in ooey gooey bananas or not smothered in ooey gooey bananas. I wanted fruit but I did not want ooey gooey fruit, I just did not need that much sugar.
The waiter, a pleasant gentleman, but seemingly unaccustomed to restaurants getting busy was confused by my request but completely determined to fill it. He brought me my waffle accompanied by a plate with sliced banana and a plate with blueberries. Perfect! He explained that since they didn’t actually have a menu item that was waffes with fruit on top that they had to give each fruit it’s own plate. Okay then!
I happily gorged myself on my breakfast (at 1pm) and listened to the guy at the table next to us ramble on about the many thing that he was the expert on to his internet date. He was the expert on the menu, on turtle mochas, on spiders, on race car driving, on being in charge of things, on not shutting his goddammed mouth so his date could say something. She was bored, I felt bad for her but he was the kind of guy who would pay (and also act like he was owed something because of it. She looked like she could get out of that, though) so she would not be out anything but a couple hours of her life.
boom. what’s next? David wanted to go bike riding this afternoon. I keep trying to tell him I’m terrible at bike riding, I’m horribly out of shape. Also, it seems I have purchased the absolute worst bike ever made. I just wanted a bike and I don’t really know anything about them. I knew that if I went to an actual bike shop they’s want me to spent a lot of money on a bike and I stupidly figured that a bike was a bike. Working on this incorect assumption I headed down to Target to plop down $100 or so on whatever bike was the right height and coolest color. The result of this excursion was a funky blue (purple was too short) bike that weighs about 4.2 metric butt-kilos (this is a lot. elephants weigh less than this bike) with really fat, super nubbly tires (this is apparently bad for city riding as it creates lots of friction slowing my fat ass down even more). So, bike riding is quite a chore for my otherwise lazy ass.
Lucky for me, David talked to John and it was decided we would go hiking through Theo Worth park.
Also, lucky for me I found part of my birthday present. Yay. (YAY).
We hiked for a couple hours, very pretty in there. The only problem with hiking in parks in the city is that you have to keep ghengis on his leash the whole time.
Healthy hiking yin needs a dirty yang (dirty yang is the name of my new band or the name of a sex position I have yet to invent). My dirty yang was the first bbq of the season, the bbq in my new place. Brats (and tofu pups for Mr Vegetarian Pants), corn on the cob, cherries, watermelon, chips, onions and green peppers too for David.
ALSO MARSHMALLOWS!!!
So far, the movie Sideways is convincing me that middle aged men are to be avoided at all costs. Someone, please, PLEASE assure me that guys don’t turn into this.
I’m off, my peepos!
PS kisses by the wild forget-me-nots. Sigh.

Dog park, 3-5 times a week, rain or shine. That was me standing in the freezing rain last night while my dog romped with the other hardcore dog owners. Ghengis met a couple french bulldogs last night and he had the time of his life. They were perfect for him. Small, but not with that weird delicacy you find in terriers (there’s nothing delicate about ghengis and it makes me nervous when the terriers want to rough house with him. Their legs are so thin compared to his.), super strong like ghengis and definitely playful. The only concern I have is that any mush-face dog has a really hard time staying cool in the heat so that will be a problem.
Also, the humane society has a puggle puppy for adoption right now. So tempted, but I really don’t want a puppy. I don’t want to go through house breaking again and I don’t want G-dawg to be a bully.
It’s all about the perfect match, you know.
I found my new food obsession…the noodle dishes at Evergreen (the hidden-in-the-basement, insanely good Taiwanese place by work). Today I had the sesame paste noodles, fabulous, later I’m going back to try the others. So good. So very very good. I love noodle dishes.
God, I’ve been talking about sushi so much lately, I totally want to make it. Soon! Who wants to come over for a sushi party? Bring the plum wine and sake, I’ll make the sushi.
what other non-sequiturs can i pop out here…
Congratulations to Ethan for his big big big happy happy happy news! Go you! (he can share in the comments section if he likes).
Congratulations to Elena on her big big big happy happy happy news of a different variety (she can share in the comments section as well). Frankly, i think this is a direct result of your lack of chones, but that’s just my opinion.
Still no definite plans this weekend. The weather is not allowing me to hold out much hope for a lot in the way of outdoor activities. I do hope I can get in some waffle eating at the coffee shop.
There’s a family of red breasted house finches in my back yard. Super cute, I hope I can watch the babies grow up.
the secrets lives of objects is of no concern to me
let’s all cross our fingers for dena and levi and hope they are approved to adopt the dog they want! If they get him, Suji will be his name. yay.
Who are the people who download those screensavers you see in banner ads?? There’s a list of internet activities that should get your hands smacked. Buying ANYTHING from an email with a return address like chestymcboobsalot@turducken.net, downloading any sort of free anything from an animated banner ad, convincing yourself that elongating your penis is a good idea.
I am remarkably well behaved and a model of self control.
The next major step in my new place is decorating. I suck at it, I have no eye for it. Apparently there are a lot of rules. I’m gonna wing it and see what happens. I’m not looking for feng shui or zen or anything, just pretty.
Also, many of you keep asking me what to get me for my house. I don’t really need anything. I’m pretty much set. What I definitely do not need is houseplants. I can’t keep them alive, i don’t even try anymore.
Setting up the fish tank soon. Maybe this weekend? Maybe! That’s a good, rainy day activity.
alright peep-masters, pop the corn til you drop the horn.