Homeward Bound was on TV the other day. I was flipping through channels, waiting for a baseball game or something, and there were the two talking dogs and a talking cat. I remember watching it as a kid and really liking the movie. I watched about 30 seconds and had to change the channel. How grating. I can only imagine what Michael J. Fox was thinking as he did the voice-over for the spunky dog.
Anyhow, it was Mother's Day weekend, so I hopped the South Shore to Gary after work on Friday, and Mom picked me up as she left.
Friday was good times. We went out to Applebees, and then drove all the way to Schereville to watch Expelled, the Ben Stein movie about intelligent design. (It was decent. Certainly DVD fare rather than full-priced theatre material.)
On Saturday, I slept in and then went on 'shopping errands' with my Mom. It was good bonding time as we picked out a new toilet seat and paint scrapers at the Home Despot. After HD, we swung by Kohls and I went a little crazy. I replaced the pair of shorts I apparently lost last summer with an identical pair off the rack. I also found some cool brown shorts, a pair of Nike athletic shorts, a new set of trainers, and work shoes that aren't stained with salt. It seems like every time I go home, I end up buying clothes. It's probably because I never seem to go shopping anywhere but Kohls, and the Kohls in Chicago isn't convenient to any of the trains. Oh well. I'm prepared for the summer, which isn't here yet. (It's rainy and 47 degrees fahrenheit right now.)
Sunday involved church with the parents at Liberty, some indecision, and finally lunch at the slowest Bennigans on the face of the planet.
I called from home to make sure they weren't backed up like crazy.
Ring, Ring, Ring...
Bennigans Man: Hello, Bennigans.
Byron: Hi, could you tell me how long the wait is today?
Bennigans Man:The wait for what?
Byron: Er, the wait for a table of 3?
Bennigans Man: I'm not sure. Let me check... We just had a large group come in, so I'm pretty sure table 3 will be busy for a while.
Byron: Erm, not table 3... how long is the wait for three people?
Bennigans Man: Oh, we don't have a wait.
Byron: Thanks.
As it turns out, when we got to Bennigans, our waiter was the same person who answered the phone. He was having a tough first day, but lunch was very good and you've got to try their potato soup.
In other news, my professional life just got a bit more exciting/complicated/stressful/complex. Mark, the accountant one notch above me, has announced he is resigning. Last year at this time, there were four of us doing the fund finance and accounting work. That's now down to two... so not only am I going to be insanely busy for the next few weeks, but I am also going to have to train whomever we hire next.
