House (not MD)

We had a working weekend of sorts. Friday was spent not doing much of anything, and I think we went to bed early in another of our rockin' Friday night extravaganzas, involving me watching Doctor Who, and Jen Watching What Not To Wear. We may have put a load of laundry in after Jack went to bed. We're crazy like that.

Saturday, Jack went to the Grandparent's house to stay the night and to help in the yard as part of chore deal we have worked out.
Pictured is him in his favorite Elmo fleece hoodie, and his extremely small and therefore extremely cute Converse All-Stars.
His visit allowed us to paint the living room that we've neglected since we moved in. It is now a dark toupe color that really makes the fireplace pop, like you give a crap. I also reinforced the new shelves, and put the rest of my books on them. Our house is finally coming together like we want. Yay.
The real fun was Saturday night, when Cookie came over for dinner (we had Steak), and we actually were able to go to the bar. It was awesome fun to sit and drink Newcastles, ogle the college kids, yap endlessly, and watch drunks try to play pool. Frat kids, bikers, women of ill repute, and the best players were the Asian physics majors. They stay sober, and know all the angles.
Sunday, after realizing there was nothing resembling breakfast food in the kitchen, we went to iHOP for breakfast. Small town family restaurants are always a treat on Sunday mornings, and this one did not disappoint. Mixed in with the old people, hungover college kids, and church-goers were these two kids, about 15, who were right out of Rushmore. They were both dressed a little too nicely, and the one in the blue blazer was reading the paper and talking on his cell phone, while having a deep discussion with his friend about WWII. In response to these two old-before-their-time kids, Cody and I went and played video games the rest of the afternoon.

Cody is master of the X-Wing.