August 29, 1997 - Giving in to temptation

~~Giving in to temptation~~

Friday, August 29, 1997, 10:00 p.m.

Bob's going hunting on Monday--dove season opens, I think--and he doesn't have a hunting license yet. He needs a Missouri license, so we drove over into Missouri tonight, to a liquor store he thought might sell them. They didn't. He couldn't think of anywhere else close by that might, so we gave up and went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner. We had never been there before, we just saw it as we were driving by and decided to try it.

It was a buffet, and it was great. I had some wonderful marinated fresh green beans, and noodles, and rice, and crab rangoon . . . They had had their liquor license suspended, though, or something; I didn't understand exactly what the waiter said. But no beer for Bob and no umbrella drink for me.

When we went up to the cash register to pay, the guy running it told us some jokes: "What do you call a one-legged Chinese girl? Ilene." "Do you know what diet Chinese food is? One chopstick." There were more, but I don't remember what they were. I'm not sure what that was all about. A budding comedian, I guess.

Even without anything to drink, I came home, got out of my clothes and immediately fell asleep for two hours. While I was sleeping, Bob installed the tape drive on the desktop computer upstairs. I haven't even looked at it for what, two weeks? Since the weekend I bought it. Maybe tomorrow I'll try installing it on the laptop again.

I'm very happy to have a three day weekend. Next week will be short, then I'm taking vacation the following week. Bob's going to be in Minnesota on a hunting trip with friends. I still had a week of vacation I hadn't scheduled, and while I know I said I'd never do it again, I decided to take that week off, too. It's just so tempting to have an entire week with on commitments and no responsibilities. If I took a week off while he was here, I'd still be woken up by his alarm in the morning, and if I went out for the day, I'd feel like I had to be home at 5:00.

This way I can sleep in as long as I want and not feel pressured to be home at dinnertime. I need to make up a list of things to do to keep me busy, projects, places to go.

11:40 p.m.

Bob's sitting out in the car in the driveway trying to change the illumination color of the display on his CD player. He left the lights on in his car all day on Wednesday while he played golf, and when he jump-started it, the CD player reset and the color changed to amber from green. So there were three illuminated displays in his car, one above the other--the clock, the CD player, and . . . something else. I can't remember. Air bag light? Anyway, it did look kind of bad, and he really wanted to change it, but we couldn't figure out how.

So he hunted until he found the owner's manual [which reminds me of something else I've been thinking about] and he's sitting out there with a flashlight trying to find the right sequence of buttons to push. I finally went out and asked if I could help, and I found it. Success! His car is now illumination-coordinated. What a relief.

One of the Dilbert calendar cartoons this week was Dilbert out to dinner with a woman who asked him if he wanted to see her operating manual. He noticed that she as due to have her jewelry rotated, and she responded, "Every thirty days. Saves money in the long run."

It made me think about doing an "Operating Manual" again. That might be a good one for this weekend. Other things I want to do/need to do/have to do this weekend:

Get my hair trimmed
Give myself a manicure
Figure out the tape drive
Balance the business checking accounts
Buy stamps
Get copies of my new car key made
Buy vitamins (C, potassium, magnesium)
Buy a 1998 calendar for my purse

I made airline reservations yesterday for our trip to Florida in November, and hotel reservations today. It's always a relief to have that done. I got a great air fare (around $185 round trip on TWA), but didn't get a deal on the hotel this year. It's nearly twice what we paid last year--$125/night, but I figure we lucked out the last couple of years and can afford to pay the real rate this year. Or we could try to strike a deal with them when we get down there. I figure it's worth it to be right on the beach. I want to go now.

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