Counting the days...God I hate it's Monday

I arrive at Logan Airport Terminal C on Friday at 10:30 am.
Then I have about an hour wait until Cassandra arrives.
Coffee anyone?
Man I sound desperate.

Next Week at this time...

I'll be getting on a plane to Boston and then heading down to Barney's Joy. Yay!
I need a vacation. It's sad Jason won't be coming, but I think I'll get over it :P
Cassandra and I were going to rent a car to get from and to the airport (mostly) but Peter offered to hire a limousine service for us...And so the vacation starts. I don't know if I'll be ready for the posh new England life but I'll give it a try. It can't be that hard. I've also been informed that we're spending all Monday at "The Vineyard".

Alia and Michelle, if you guys can manage (I don't know your shedules), I've asked and you're more than welcome to come down on Sunday to spend some time on the beach with us.
G&Ts anyone?

Drone Weeks

OK, I was doing well till now. I'm tired of coming home to things instead of people. This away rotation is some shit! I can't really really complain but I feel so blah when I get home and Jason isn't there. We have the phone, at least, but he's usually so tired we can no longer do the college-hours-upon-hours-on-the-phone thing. I guess I'm even more irritated since I don't even get a full weekend this time -- he's on call on Sunday.
What am I going to do when he's a resident and he'll have to be on call every fourth or even every third night? So far I've tried staying late at work but that's lame. I've also tried going out with some people from work, but that gets expensive. I guess I should just thank my lucky stars this is the only time he has to go away this year. Besides, there are only 2.5 weeks left. I know, I know, I'm being a codependent baby.

Corrections on Adam Rex...

I found the painting I was talking about (on the left, third one down -- chicken breast?). I could stare at it for hours. It just took a little more searching and I was tired and distracted last night. You should also check out the rest on this page. "Dawn" (at least that is the word written under it -- unfortunately, this site doesn't give too many specifics) is particularly beautiful.
I wonder why he picked chicken parts as a navigating tool?
Childhood pet?
Recent book character?
If I find out I'll let you know. Till then enjoy!

Best of Philly Tour...

So Josh and Alia came to visit us this weekend, finally, and we took them to a few spots they hadn't had the pleasure to experience yet. We didn't get a chance to go to Lee How Fook -- Best Chinese Ever-- but we made up with it with a few Philadelphia staples: A stroll in Clark Park, tea and coffee at Green Line, lunch at Ron's Ribs, shopping in Rittenhouse square, and brunch at Sabrina's Cafe.

Green Line is the Emoest/Indiest coffee house ever and when you go there you can't help but act as emo as humanly possible. At least that's the effect it always has on Jason. Right now they're exhibiting some of Adam Rex's art work. I really like this one painting of a man in peaceful slumber being cradled in the cavity of a robot. I couldn't find it on his web site but there's plenty there for you to get an idea.

Ron's Ribs is great for ribs, so I'm told, but I can swear by the soul food. The candied yams are my favorite and the collard greens and baked macaroni are so worth it. Sadly, we missed out on the corn bread...Hadn't been made yet.

Sabrina's brunch is city-renowned -- if the long line of people waiting to get the nod as if it were some posh night club isn't evidence enough I don't know what is. Luckily, our waiting time wasn't as bad and the atmosphere is far from stuffy. They even had a doggie bowl for Emerson. To top it all off we saw Questlove (aka Ahmir Thompson) from The Roots pass by. I'm told he frequents Sabrina's.

A stroll down 9th St (the heart of Italian market) ended our pleasant day. Now our friends are back in DC waiting for our next visit.