DH's dad wants a new car, a used Mustang convertible, but they only have $1,000 saved up and have decided their kids should buy the car for him. They already have two cars, but the junker he drives makes him feel "depressed," apparently.
Um, WTF?? Seriously?
Yeah, meara--and this after we all ponied up a big chunk of change to send them on a luxury Alaskan cruise for their 50th anniversary. Which is a totally great gift and I was glad to take part, because 50, woo hoo! But they have a nice Jeep Wrangler and their second car does not need to be a convertible their kids pay for.
The Thai place near work sucks. Now I have no idea what will get me by until I can get decent Thai delivered for dinner. I guess I should suck it up and do my groceries. And see what comes of that.
How is it only 2:26? Did somebody stop time?
It's only 1:49 here, and time has definitely stopped. Doesn't help that I cannot keep my eyes open! Soooooo sleeeepppyyyyyyyy...
I only have an hour left to go, but it will be the longest hour of my life.
Both my home and work neighborhoods are overrun by decent-to-great Thai restaurants. I'd happily trade a few of them for a good Indian place instead.
I've got both a great Thai place (called I Am Siam) and a wonderful Indian restaurant (India House) that I'm tempted to stop by tonight for takeout. I'm really in the mood for some chicken tikki masala and garlic naan.
My fave Thai place in downtown Evanston isn't there anymore. I hadn't been there since our office was downtown, which means the last time I was there was aught-three, but still - why do things have to change over time?
So I went to a different Thai place. The Pad Thai I had was yucky.
Timelies all!
Tomorrow we're daytripping a local webcomic convention(called Intervention).
Sunday is the Takoma Park Folk Festival. Hope the weather is nice...
I have good Thai takeout, but not delivery, and I have perfectly good leftovers I can have for dinner. Duck curry is awfully tempting, but not leaving the house has definite attractions.
I have to go into the next town over to get Indian food, but it's within a two-mile radius. The place I like best was supposed to be opening up a quick takeout window with street food specialties, I should check on how that's coming along.
DH's dad wants a new car, a used Mustang convertible, but they only have $1,000 saved up and have decided their kids should buy the car for him. They already have two cars, but the junker he drives makes him feel "depressed," apparently.
The WTFness of that is boggling. Currently my monitor and my dishwasher are making me feel depressed, but I can't imagine informing my relatives they should replace them.
