weekend summary

Friday: Dave & I went to see Scott do his Emerald City Swing thing. That was cool. We hung out briefly afterward just to say hi to Scott & Ted, then went to a (very late) dinner at the Waterfont Restaurant at Pier 70. I must say, if any of you Seattleites haven’t been there, you must go. It’s expensive, but so worth it. I’ve been fantasizing about the scallops for the past 2 days, they were incredible. And the desserts… mmmm… in retrospect, we probably should’ve gotten the creme brulee in a to-go box, because it was really hard to keep myself from making little happy noises while I was eating it. It is so awesome, it’ll make your toes curl. You can quote me on that.

Saturday: My cell phone died. For some reason it just wouldn’t turn on at all, even though it was charged. I took it to the T-Mobile store, and they had to get me a new battery, except what should’ve taken 10 minutes ended up taking almost an hour because they couldn’t seem to get my phone apart. It appears that the cover was jammed somehow. (I swear I didn’t do it.) They ended up having to cut the back of the phone off completely and then gave me a new cover. So finally that was fixed, then I ran a couple of other errands and headed out to Duvall. And I must say, Dave’s house is actually quite lovely, and not nearly as “scary bachelor pad” as I was expecting. (Except for the wasps’ nests on the eaves of the house, those have gotta go.) It’s obviously still a work in progress, but it’s got potential to be really amazing. And the master bath has one of those gigantic jacuzzi tubs with jets in it – the kind of bathtub that’s been in my fantasy dream house as long as I can remember – so I told Dave that even if he turns out to be a complete jerk, I’m still going to try to make things work so I can come over & use his tub. 🙂

So, Saturday night, we made dinner – or rather, I made dinner, and Dave entertained me while I made a mess of his kitchen. And we watched the end of “Lost in Translation” (which we started last week but never finished) and “Monster”. Both were really good, I thought. But “Monster” had some truly disturbing scenes in it that I can’t seem to get out of my head. It’s definitely not a movie for the squeamish.

Oh, and for the record, I never saw a single alpaca in Duvall. I did, however, see a mama duck leading her little troop of baby ducks across the street, and they were damn cute.

Sunday: Slacked off. Made a bunch of phone calls. Went to the grocery store. Watched the first episode of the new season of “Six Feet Under”. Was fast asleep by 9:00. Overall, very very good weekend.