Friday the Thirteenth

Not that I'm superstitious or anything like that, but Friday the 13th is a little bit of an unusual day. Of course, the way my day's been going so far, maybe it is an unlucky day.

Right now I'm just waiting for my consultation and imagining the sushi I should be eating. Jim and I met up at the other Matsuri's, which we've never been to before. The ambiance is completely different; the menu identical. This place is much smaller and faux-traditional. We were seated in a tiny room which would have been great had it been private. Instead, there was another table for two less than two feet away. There was lots of bamboo accents and the rice paper window coverings. It was very pretty. Unfortunately I didn't really get to enjoy it because I have a consultation at 1:30. Yes, she's late, and yes, I'm hungry, and yes, I'm wishing that I had just stayed there to eat.

So far I'm settling for a Passion Iced Tea from Starbucks, which, while incredibly tasty, is not food. Of course, I should be happy consuming anything caffeine-related. I need to boost both my energy level and my metabolism.

Jim ended up bringing me my sushi later on, which incidentally, wasn't very good an hour later. Jim liked it, though. I went with him to his swim lessons and watched him teach a couple. It was actually enjoyable, because it reminded me of why I fell in love with him in the first place.

He is, and always has been, an amazing teacher. He's firm and in control, but the kids still adore him and really progress under his tutelage. I had almost forgotten. It made me feel bad that I was griping about him teaching lessons. From now on I'll view it like his hobby. He loves it, and who am I to deny him that?

Between lessons, we checked out the new Mountain Mike's, which was much better than the other, old one owned by the persnickity, parsimonious bastard who wouldn't make me a vegetarian (or even cheese) pizza during the buffet hours. We ordered a large vegetarian pizza with light cheese, which wasn't really a large pizza--it was only 14 inches. But it was pretty good stuff, and the dining area is still nice and new, so it was overall a good dinner. And afterwards, we played $4 worth of Area 51, the one arcade game that I like and don't completely suck at.

I went home after this while Jim taught his final lesson to get ready for his mom's ceremony. She belongs to Eastern Star, which is something I don't really know about. All I know is that it's somehow related to Free Masons, it's all-female, and apparently very popular among the senior citizens, since his mom was probably the youngest by decades. She was the Deputy Grand Matron this year, and again, I'm not exactly sure what that is, but I know she was in charge of lots of stuff. So the ceremony was to honor her service.

We missed basically the entire thing because of Jim's lesson, but at least we were there for the reception. There were sandwiches, chips, and lots of desserts. I tried a cucumber and Alouette sandwich on whole wheat that wasn't half bad. The lemon cake was very good and moist, and the oatmeal raisin cookies were pretty yummy, too. The best thing was the apple tart thingy. None of it was homemade except for maybe the lemon cake, but still good. Oh, and I got lots of fruit, too--watermelon and fruit salad that had grapes, pineapple, strawberries(!), an canteloupe.

There was tons of food leftover, so we took a box of cookies and some fruit home.