It's six thirty Sunday night, so weekend is over (if you want it).
On Saturday morning, I left work early to travel down up to Newcastle for Jessie's birthday lunch. I really enjoy eating food that I neither payed for, nor had to cook myself.
Well, it seems like it was the weekend for birthday lunches, dinners and celebrations. Craig (my manager) told me on Saturday that it was his sister's birthday on Saturday, Robin drove us to Newcastle in order to attend his dad's birthday bash, and after Jessie's I went on to Nathan's mum's birthday dinner in Speers Point at Pipi's. I had the bbq octopus and greek salad, which was slightly better than mediocre. It seemed that the staff decided to compensate for the lack of olives with an overabundance of onion.
Then it was on the the movies.
We (Nathan, Michael and I) saw Van Helsing which wasn't as good as I'd hoped it would be (and my hopes weren't high). The movie went for half an hour too long, and didn't seem sure if it wanted to be taken seriously, or as a self-conscious comedy...attempting both was not a good idea.
This morning, we gave mum her mother's day presents, and ate a late breakfast at a new(ish) caf� in Warner's Bay. It was the kebab place that the Charlestown Square kebab people opened. Now they've turned it into a "Turkish" caf� restaurant. The food was plentiful and good.
After that it was back home for Robin and I. This afternoon I had a barely noticeable haircut, and Robin has sat around guarding the house. And a very good job he's done of it, too.
I think I hear the chiming of the washing machine, so I must go transfer my clothes two feet into the dryer...Wicked!
