Workin' for the weekend

It's the weekend. I love the weekend. Woohoo.

It's been quite a pleasant weekend, in fact. Friday night we hit up the Westover Beer Garden in Falls Church. I did not know there was any sort of beer garden in Falls Church, and it was great fun, except now my coat smells like a firepit.

Yesterday we took a long walk to Trader Joe's--it was madness, sheer madness. The line to check out wrapped around the entire store. Oh, the things I do for snappea crisps and whole-wheat pizza dough. Also, note to self: never again attempt to walk on a sidewalk anywhere in Georgetown on a Saturday. Apparently the people there have never learned to walk on sidewalks, and thus it is far too dangerous a proposition.

Then we were all set to go to DC for dinner when I realized I hadn't gotten any confirmation email from OpenTable. I checked, and, oops, I accidentally made the reservation for next week. Sheer brilliance. So we decided to walk to Courthouse and try Ray's the Steaks, which worked out swimmingly--only waited 15 minutes for a table, and at what kind of steakhouse do you come out with a bill in the mere double digits for two people? Of course, we can never eat there again. I just filled my one-steak-per-year quota.

Today I met friends for brunch and a visit to Eastern Market--bought more of the fabulous nuts (more this time--so addictive), chatted with the Turkish lady whose jewelry I will someday break down and buy, and stocked up on delicious honeycrisps. Mmm.

Do I REALLY have to do Chinese homework now???