Backtracking

It hasn't been the best couple of days (clearly) and I've neglected to keep you updated of my life so you can zone out at work.

Thursday night I went out for my brothers' birthday, taking me to my unexplainable chain restaurant obsession: Chilis. I love Chilis and I'm not ashamed to say it. Their chicken tacos make me feel warm and fuzzy. 

After dinner we went to go see the new James Bond movie, which wasn't nearly as bad as some of my favorite critics made it out to be. I spent most of the movie trying to figure out if I find Daniel Craig attractive, and if so, is he more attractive than the Bond girl (the brunette, not the redhead). Verdict: Push. Sometimes he's squinting and sticking his lips out and I think that he looks like the male Renee Zellweger. And then other times, I'm thinking, yeah, he's handsome. Oh,  what about the movie you ask? It was fine. It was a Bond movie, Bourne movie, action movie, etc etc. It was like the McDonald's dollar menu sundae I had after it -- good enough.

Friday afternoon....

Friday night. Jeff and I cuddled on the bed and watched all the Thursday night TV we missed: Office, 30 Rock and Kitchen Nightmares. Some of the best episodes of the season, I thought.

We had to get up relatively early on Saturday morning and brave the absolutely FRIGID temperatures to go cover two HS soccer games (I covered the first, he covered the second.) I loaded up on the layers in preparation that there might not be a press box, to the point that I looked like the Stay-Puft marshmallow woman dipped in various shades of green (lime green jacket, dark green winter cap). I looked... ridiculous. Thankfully, there was a press box with a small space heater that made it much more bearable than being outside. When I had to go down to the field for interviews, my hand froze up while taking quotes. It's been a while since I've been that cold. I have to give it up to the girls and the people who sat in the metal stands. I had it easy -- but damn, it was cold.

Jeff and I went to the nearest Panera to write our stories. My computer was being frustratingly and unusually slow, so I tried a reboot while I went to get a broccoli cheddar soup and bread bowl (yummmmm....) When I got back my computer still hadn't started up, so I knew something was wrong. Now, my MacBook is only six months old. I shouldn't have any problems. I couldn't get it to start past the original screen. So I started to panic a bit, seeing as I had to start work by 6.

I got home at about 5:55 and immediately got on the phone with Apple Care. After an hour and several different tests, it was recommended that I bring my computer in to get it looked at. Well, great, it's 7 p.m. (I'm already an hour late on my shift).. when exactly am I going to bring it in? I check the online appointment times for the Apple store 50 minutes away, and they aren't early enough for me to get there before my shift on Sunday. So my knight in shining Schaible volunteers to bring in my computer for me on Sunday ... after the Pats game.

Sunday afternoon we go out for lunch at our new favorite Sunday spot, where, even though we've only been there twice before, our waitress already knows what we want (Two buffalo chicken sandwiches). We watch the first half of the game there and the second half at home. (Go Pats! Wildcat, mildcat.) Jeff takes my computer around 5 and I wait anxiously to hear from him. If they can't fix it Sunday (they couldn't), it means I have to go back into the city on Monday and the store doesn't  open until 10 ... and my shift starts at 11 ... yikes. 

So I wasn't going to wait for them to call me, I got into the city at the opening of the store. And ... it wasn't ready. Wasn't going to be ready until 1-3. I had to scramble, asking the Apple store guy where the biggest library nearby was, and found the Newton public library. I ended up there for over six hours, on the world's slowest computer with the world's ickiest keyboard. I didn't want to leave less I lose the computer, so I never got anything to eat. Most people who know me know how much of a stressful situation that would be :)

FINALLY, at 4:15 they called me and said it was ready. I rushed back to the mall, grabbed a roast beef sandwich and got back home in minimal traffic at 6ish. 

Monday night ....

This morning I woke up with all intentions of going to the gym before my shift. It didn't happen. Most people have gotten my save the dates by now! so I can unveil them here....

Cheesy, I know. But isn't all wedding stuff by nature?

Speaking of cheesy, tonight I tried my hand at buffalo chicken calzones as a thank you to Jeff for being so great the past few days. I first got the idea off Sabrina's blog ... and it seemed pretty idiot proof, until I realized I had no rolling pin to flatten the dough. How could I forget -- one of Jeff's special talents is working up a pizza dough from his high school days as a pie slinger at Papa John's. So he worked out the dough for me and I prepared the filling, and we made the two biggest calzones I've ever seen. (I only ate half). I would make a few tweaks the second time around but for the most part it was a success!!

Now Jeff and I are watching SVU. Only two days until Thanksgiving!