It's a rainy and cold Friday here in California. After…
Rob and I got a ride home on Friday with a co-worker, after all that walking in the rain it was heaven sent. I took a long, hot bath and we spent the evening relaxing and watching Flight of the Conchords episodes.
On Saturday, we had jalapeno bagels and coffee in the morning and I reorganized the bedroom. Margaret came up on the train before lunch. We hung out while it poured rain outside. Eventually, we left the apartment to visit some sales downtown and watch Beowulf in 3D.
The movie was decent, if only for being in 3D and for the hilarious commentary from the dudes sitting in a row behind us. They were very impressed with the movie and lave us with the memorable quote “damn, look at all that treasure!” which we repeated all night long. On our way home, we stopped in Old Navy and found leather braided headbands that were perfect for recreating scenes from the movie:
Back in the neighborhood, we visited a local consignment shop and had a big sushi dinner on Church Street. We watched Ratatouille back at home and called it a night.
Breakfast of oatmeal and coffee on Sunday morning. Rob left for the climbing gym while Margaret and I headed to the de Young Museum. The Louise Nevelson exhibition was excellent and we followed a docent tour. I think there is something so “female” about the way she gathered scrap materials, painted them up, organized them into compartments and made them into something beautiful. It’s almost like quilting, but in such a modern way.
We had lunch in the museum cafe and went back in for a few more exhibits, including one on Turkmen weaving. We took the train back home around one and Margaret headed back home shortly after.
At 3:30, Rob and I took the subway downtown to meet with Jordan about our wedding invitation design. I think we came up with some really great ideas (Rob and Paul had a laugh realizing that the acronym for save-the-date is STD). I can’t wait to see the drafts. She’s so talented!
On the way back, we stopped into the St. Francis Hotel for a cocktail in the Oak Room. By the time we got home, it had started raining again. A big salad for dinner. A haircut for Rob. And soup made out of last week’s roast chicken.