Eddie, Mom, and I trekked down to Newport yesterday to exchange her bag, get some lunch, and do some window shopping. We hit up a couple of shops on Belleview Ave and checked out the Tennis Hall of Fame. It was also the day that they were doing “Art on the Lawn”, so we checked out some of the artists and their wares. I was very amused to see someone selling a painting that was a direct copy of an image that I had saved from somewhere on the net (Deviant Art perhaps) and if I’d been ballsier I’d have gone up to the artist and called them on it. Window shopping was fun, as usual. We went into a lot of different shops, all sorts of things for sale, and I hovered like a bee around the outside flower boxes taking pictures. We walked along some of the shops in the Brick Marketplace section, and Eddie got himself a couple of duck/chicken kitchen gadgets while Mom found some more penguins to add to her collection.

Then came lunch. And lunch, while delicious, sucked ass.

We decided to go to The Landing, which had a great patio and upstairs deck, and also was the only place that didn’t look completely packed, wasn’t a take-out stand, and had both clamcakes and chowder. We waited for no less than 10 minutes before someone finally cleaned off the table on the patio that we were going to be seated at, because every time someone was free to clean it another member of the waitstaff came out and deposited their platter of dishes on it to serve one of the tables nearby, and the free waiter would take off to do something else. Eventually we did get seated and ordered drinks, only to be told a few minutes later that there was something wrong with the soda fountain and there was no fizz. We switched our drink order to noncarbonated things like juices and iced teas and got those instead, served in plastic cups. I’d like to think that the plastic cups were a safety precaution on the patio, but almost every other table had regular glasses. Perhaps only the tourists get the fancy glasses, to make a better impression?

We got our food in a normal amount of time, although your average restaurant wait time is never fast enough for Eddie when he’s hungry. Fish and chips and clamcakes and chowder, although they brought Mom’s chowder out before everything else (even though they asked if Eddie wanted his calamari out at the same time as the meal); the fish was as big as your head and breaded, not battered. Fantastic. Not once did we see our waiter after he dropped off the food and brought us our vinegar for our fries. And several times we saw other waiters coming through with soda, so I’m assuming that they got the fountain working properly eventually, but ours never came back and offered up the sodas we’d originally ordered. Eddie eventually had to stop someone who was passing by to ask for our check, and for the amount of money we paid for the dinner we expected better service, really.

It’s another fun-filled afternoon at Casa McBride. We slept in a little bit, loaded and unloaded the dishwasher, and had a positively orgasmic lunch of grilled cheese sandwiches made with pepper-jack cheese and tomato soup to go with them. We picked up some food for dinner and dealt with the two old ladies working the register at Stop & Shop.

After lunch we logged into WoW for a little while for an instance run, only to discover that the person who had invited us to it was nowhere to be found. However, since we’re no longer the lowbies of the guild we were able to get enough guildies together to make an attempt at it, getting two quests completed and upgrading a couple of pieces of gear in the process. It’s nice being at level 70 because now Eddie and I can do our own things without worrying about one of us getting ahead of the other one. The only thing we’ve got to figure out is a way for us to both be logged into Ventrilo with out headsets and both of us be able to listen to music, since when I’ve got iTunes running with Vent only I can hear the music.

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Listening to: The Vandals - Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

It’s getting way too hot lately. Hopefully it doesn’t last too long, but it seems like it’s just going to get worse as the weekend/next week progresses. This means that we’re going to be miserably sticky, which sucks. Pickle might end up moved into the other room where it’s much cooler. We’ll have to see how things go and whether or not the a/c keeps the 2 rooms cool.

I signed up for my medical coverage last night. Hopefully at the same time it goes into effect my raise will kick in. I don’t expect the raise to offset the coverage entirely (impossible when the medical is about $45/week for the two of us), but it won’t hurt in the least. It goes into effect August 20th, and Eddie is positively thrilled at the prospect of getting new glasses, and I’m looking forward to going to the doctors and finding out about getting my tubes tied and possibly getting my ass medicated (birth control until I can get something more permanent done, antidepressant/anxiety). Such fun!

I think I’m going to have some peaches and tuna in a pita for lunch today. Eddie told me I can’t open the canned pears we bought last night until I finish the peaches in the fridge.

As a bit of a warning, those of you who read my site (the actual site, not the Livejournal or the RSS feed) might notice that stuff goes crazy later this evening. I’m testing out some new code, but it won’t have any effect until later tonight because it’s time-based. Unfortunately it should be going live about 2 hours before I get out of work, so I won’t get to troubleshoot things until I pick up Eddie and get back home.

There is nothing better than going to the fridge to find milk for a lunch of Walmart-brand cereal and discovering leftover KFC from last night’s dinner. Hella good, and there’s still loads left for dinner tonight.

I was naughty and didn’t go to school today. I didn’t get to sleep right away, and the restlessness I dealt with yesterday carried over into the night, and I was up more often than not last night - when Eddie’s alarm went off this morning at 5:45am, I’d already been awake for a little over two hours. Eddie was going to stay home as well, but didn’t get any answer when he called the store, so he ended up going in. I slept until 9:30am.

Right now, I’m sitting in my sweats eating a bowl of popcorn, drinking a Coke, and watching Days of Our Lives. I talked with Eddie briefly while he was on his lunch hour to remind him to pick up Shake & Bake for the pork chops tonight.