I've technically been on spring break for the past week. It's not nearly as exciting when you're still working full time, but them's the breaks.
Anywhoozles, we did have ourselves a tropical night on Friday so I could pretend I was somewhere far away and warm. We had surf and turf kabobs (made on our George Foreman grill), our normal tropical salad with homemade pineapple vinaigrette dressing, and some tropical style drinks. Our tropical movie selection for the night was Joe Versus the Volcano, which is a fantastic little movie, if not all that tropical (they're only on the island for a bit toward the end of the movie, but oh well). All in all, a good night was had.
Our original plans for Saturday were to go exploring around Cedarburg for the afternoon, since it was a recent feature in the paper's "Weekend Getaway" part of the Travel section. But, we woke up to find that the weather wasn't being so cooperative. 22-28 mph winds, some rain, many clouds... Boo.
Instead, we went to IHOP for breakfast and then went to Menards to shop for a bit. Not exactly a romantic day together, but still fun. I had the Nutella crepes at IHOP, with the bananas and strawberries and whipped cream... OMG, so good. I also go a side order of turkey bacon, which I LOVE. We also had our favorite waiter there (not that we're regulars; we just happened to have him the last time we were there, which was probably January). This guy is awesome. Seriously! He has a positive attitude about everything, and his memory must be phenomenal. He took our orders (didn't write them down) and then went to chat with the table behind us for a bit, and I kept thinking, shit, something is going to get fucked up. Either Hubby's eggs will be wrong or I won't get my turkey bacon or something. But I should've remembered just how awesome he is, because he came out later with our order just as perfect as could be. At the end of the meal, he handed me the check and said, "You're married; I know who has the money here! I'm married and have 4 kids - I don't get to see any money!" We joked about how he doesn't get asked about his day when he gets home, just how much money he made for the day. The thing is, maybe I'm completely naive, but I really just think he's trying to have fun with his customers, not trying to get sympathy or extra tips. He really just seems like a good guy who's making the best out of life. It's inspiring to me, and so that's how I choose to see it.
Menards was... Menards. You have to understand that I hated... No... I loathed Menards growing up. It was the most boring place on Earth. No contest. The only things there that kept me from going insane were the doorbell section (I loved the different noises they all made) and the door section (where I would open and close doors, wandering through them like it was some kind of maze for me to get through). When I got a little older, I would just bring my Walkman in with me and listen to my cassette tapes while we wandering through the store. My parents (or, more specifically, my father) were always looking at the most boring things, and music kept me entertained. These days, I actually don't mind Menards, but I still hold some of that resentment. I mean, I was clearly old enough at some points to have stayed home by myself for an hour or two, but instead my parents dragged me along to Hell. Maybe they thought the torture was character-building. Who knows.
Anywhoozles, we ended up watching most of the Band of Brothers marathon on Spike last night while we cuddled on the couch and ate our dinner. Hubby got the grill out last night for our steaks. The first grill of the season was definitely a success. Man, I love a good rib-eye on the grill! Droooooooool.
Today, the hubs is off to help his dad get some things done, so it's just me and the pooch. I'm sure I'll end up doing fascinating things like laundry or homework or sleeping. No matter what, I had a great weekend. :-)