- We went bowling Saturday night as planned. Except it was slightly different than planned. Originally, bowling was supposed to be on my birthday, but that didn't end up working out, which was just fine because we got all kinds of things done that we wouldn't otherwise have gotten done. Robin and Mark were to join us after Shabbos for a night of bowling fun, but Shabbos ended and we discovered that the bowling alley we wanted to go to was closed for a private party until 11:30. Not to be discouraged, we decided to meet at our place for pizza around 9:30 and then head for bowling at 11:30. Whee. I felt like a college student again. I haven't gone out STARTING at 11:30 in years. Mark and Robin are always a good time. They both have quirky, fun personalities that bring out the best in everyone around them. We don't spend nearly enough time with them. Anyway, we went out and had a grand ol' time at the bowling alley. This place was only open for 21 and older at that time, which was great. We were still the oldest crowd there (scary!), but at least there were no annoying teenagers there. I did my best to get plastered in classic un-birthday fashion, but alas, I wasn't even tipsy. ;) Despite the late hour making me feel young again, I realized HOW FREAKING OLD I AM when I hurt my arm, my hip and my knee several times. I was hobbling out of that bowling alley at 2am like an old lady! Anyway, a good time was had by all and we hope to do it again. But not too soon. It was expensive and also physically taxing!
- Sunday I didn't sleep too late (okay, I slept late, but not until noon. I was up at 9 or so), which was good. I wasn't feeling well the bulk of the day (thank you, glucophage), so I took it pretty easy. I made Seth breakfast in bed because I'm super-wife. We watched a couple movies, and I did a lot of reading. My wondermous husband also did a lot of laundry. Yay for wondermous husbands! I cooked corned beef and cabbage and Seth boiled some potatoes to finish out our Irish Cuisine. What did we watch. I'm trying to remember. Oh yeah. I finally convinced Seth to watch The Hours. He hadn't wanted to watch it because it looked depressing. This annoyed me greatly because, frankly, not all great movies are happy-go-lucky. Turns out he didn't find the movie to be depressing and he did like it and I still have my nearly perfect record of never steering him wrong on a movie. I say nearly perfect because he walked out on the middle of Rounders, but came back later and realized that actually he did like it. So there. Then he went out to rent a movie and came home with "Lost in Translation" This is the movie written and directed by Sofia Coppola that Bill Murray received the Golden Globe for and that I believe Sofia Coppola received a Oscar nomination for. I'm glad we saw it.
- While I'm talking about movies, I'll mention another, with the caveat that any comments of "I told you so" will be ignored. Earlier in the week, Seth put in "Pirates of the Carribean." I was somewhat annoyed at his movie choice because he knew I didn't really want to see it, but since I'm the one who bought it for him, I could hardly complain too loudly. I steadfastly refused to see this movie because it just didn't fit into what I wanted out of a movie. It didn't matter that so many people told me it wasn't what I was expecting, and that I would love it. I am nearly never wrong about what movies I'll like or dislike, even when it comes to popular movies. Even my grandmother insisted that I see the movie, and I politely told her where to stuff it. Okay, I didn't really. I smiled and nodded and said thanks for the recommendation and proceeded to ignore her. I didn't want to see it because:
- I don't like Johnny Depp movies usually.
- I don't especially care for Orlando Bloom
- I don't like pirate movies
- and finally, and most importantly, I detest ghost stories.
- Last on my list of sundry things... I'm home sick today. This morning when I didn't feel like getting out of bed I was certain it was pure laziness on my part and I was fairly disgusted with myself. But when I woke up (at ONE O'CLOCK!), I realized that my throat hurt, my head was throbbing, and (after taking my temperature) that I had a 102 F fever. Suffice it to say, I felt a little more justified in my laziness. Three aleve and some more sleep later, I feel better. Not 100%, but probably 95%. I don't know what's up with my body, but I'm not liking it! Heh. Anywho, that's the extent of that. I hope all you, my faithful readers, are doing well.
 As an aside, the cabbage presented a problem I'd never thought of before. Typically with Corned Beef and Cabbage, you boil the cabbage WITH the beef for the last 20 or so minutes of the beef cooking, and the cabbage is cut up into wedges. At least, this is how I learned how to do it. However, the cabbage, being a leafy vegetable, had to be checked for buggies. So I ended up compromising and only using the outer layers, checking them, then soaking them several times before boiling them. So I had cabbage leaves (cut into pieces) instead of cabbage wedges, which thrilled me slightly less than if I'd had cabbage wedges, but I couldn't think of a way around this kashrus problem. Suggestions are welcome, but I'm guessing that this was the only option. Sigh.