Wonderful Weekend

So, I have no juicy stories to tell you about this weekend, well, at least none that I can share on my public blog. But, I did have a very nice weekend. So, for all of you who are procrastinating doing something else (preferably at work)... here is as summation of my weekend.


Saturday I went to my friend Christine's baby shower. It's official: All my closest friends from way back when have kids. (Well, at least will have them in a few days). She was pretty much the only one left holding out. It's always so strange to me to see my friends having kids. Not sure exactly why. I think it is the whole grown up thing - because I always knew them when we were young and being silly with no responsibilties. Funny how it's not strange to see them get married or move up the corporate ladder ... it's always the kids that put them into this different realm. Off the topic..So, one thing to note, we played the doodie diaper game. Love that game. Makes me laugh. (for those of you who don't know, you put baby food or melted candy bars in the diapers and then people have to guess what it is - usually by smelling it).

After the shower I went with Fernando to meet up with his sister, her boyfriend, and his mother at the Met. Never met any of his family yet, so this was a first time deal. I never had any doubts in my mind that they would be good people, and I wasn't let down. And NO, I am not just writing this because he will probably read it. Ha ha. We had some wine and cheese at the museum, then decided to go for dinner at a Turkish restaurant. At dinner, Fernando totally shut me down on one of my cool moves to try to schmooze a little. He had told me before that his mom had this saying about how little people talk about people, mediocre people talk about things and great people talk about ideas. Well, that whole thing came up at dinner and I got to use it but he totally busted me. It was actually pretty funny. He told his mom I was brown-nosing. Note to self... save some good stuff for when he meets my family.

The next morning, Fernando and I had brunch with his sister and her boyfriend at Foxy's Diner in Queens. Then food coma set in and we spent the next several hours (5 maybe???) watching TV on his couch. It didn't help that it was cold outside which significantly reduced the urge to do anything else. There was a St. Patty's day parade in his neighborhood that we were going to go to, but the couch won that battle.

So, that's about it. Pretty straighforward weekend but, as always, oh so wonderful.