May 20, 2009 - Wednesday

Sunny and gorgeous day.

I got up this morning at a reasonable time and didn't go back to bed, even though I wanted to. Yay me. I sent DH an email reminding him to call the restaurant to see if our friend had left his jacket there last week. He had.

After watching Kenneth Branagh's Wallander and making a print of a photograph, I went over to the restaurant and picked up my friend's jacket. He'd left it there last week. Sigh. I gave the cook the photograph that I printed as a sort of thank you. It was a picture of the cook in action.

I had lunch in Marumatsu, across the street. It was okay, not great. The good things were the restaurant is quiet and the food is cheap. I read a bit more of my book while I was there. I'm currently in the midst of The Mirror of Her Dreams by Stephen R. Donaldson. I really like it. I read it before when I was in college and it still stands up. Thing is, I don't have the second part. What should I do? I'm thinking Bookmooch, but I have such a backlog of books that I really shouldn't!

I came home and Fumihiko was home a little later.

We went for dinner and we were halfway out of the driveway when Fumihiko suggested another place. He suggested Fireball, a restaurant that we hadn't tried yet. It sounded good to me, so that's where we went. We had two kinds of pasta and swapped them, plus salad, soup, dessert and drink bar, so it wasn't bad for price. The pasta was good too. I especially liked mine. I had chicken and vegetables in a tomato cream sauce. Yum. Usually I'm not a fan of tomato based sauces, but this one was nice. I would definitely go there again. The only bad thing about the restaurant was the terrible music. It was horrible rap music. I have one friend who might like it (and you know who you are!) but I hated it. It didn't fit the food or even the atmosphere.

We came home via the grocery store for milk and then watched Desperate Housewives. It was rather interesting tonight. Many things happened, but I can't tell you what.

That was that. Fumihiko sneaked off to bed just after midnight. He sometimes does that. Leaves the room and doesn't turn off the TV. He was the last one watching it, not me.

Tomorrow I'll have to run to the post office to send off my friend's jacket, and then I'll have work in the evening. We'll have leftovers for dinner too. I'll have to magically transform them into something that hubby will eat. Or, I could just tell him that it's leftovers or nothing. :-)

Night.