Finish? Ha! Not quite. Websites are tricksy like that; it seems like any single task is simple and should only take five minutes, but really, it takes an hour. And usually involves much tinkering on my part. I'm a bloody perfectionist and still not completely happy with the look of the site. I had to compromise on my layout to suit the whims of IE; I'm hoping to figure out the problem and go back to my former layout, but holding off the public release of the site for ten pixels of space on my title bar was not worth it. Not after a week of doing little else in my free time but working on the website.
Friday night, Bobby and I had a date. We tried an Indian restaurant that we'd never been to before. The food was delicious. Murphy, however, was determined to have his fun with us. We got seated at a nice table for four and appetizers were brought out. We ordered our food. Then one of the managers comes over and asks if we would mind moving to a booth; they had a reservation for seven coming in and no place to put them.
Of course, we didn't mind, and the staff fell over themselves with gratitude, even bringing us extra appetizers. The booth was more comfortable anyway.
It was also near to the door, so I could see the "party of seven" roll in. It was a crew of--for lack of a better word--bimbos and himbos; the sorts who always have to be holding a beer bottle up against their chests like its a name badge. "What's your name?" "It's, like, Corona Light!" (Have you ever noticed that they all drink Corona Light? Anyway ...) The lead bimbo informs the waiter at the door that, like, they, like, made a reservation for, like, seven people, but they only have, like, five.
So the poor servers who scrambled to move tables around to accommodate these five petri dishes for STDs had to scramble around to move them all back. Wow.
Do, like, people ever, like, think how, like, rude and inconsiderate their, like, self-centered idiocy is? (Maybe the two absconders were pissed off that the Indian restaurant doesn't serve Corona Light?)
But anyway. We were nicely situated in our booth. Time passes. More time passes. Lots of time passes. Our waiter notices us looking antsy and assures us that our food is next up. (The bimbos and himbos have, by now, finished their meals.)
Finally, our food comes out. Only ... it's not our food. I ended up with some sort of chicken dish (that Bobby proclaimed was very good) and Bobby ended up with a chicken dish that was not the chicken dish that he ordered. So we call the waiter over again, and he rushes off to fix the problem.
Our food came out quickly after that and was delicious. And Bobby got to try two new chicken dishes as well!
In all, despite a few mix-ups, it was a great dinner; at least we had lots of time to nibble on appetizers and have conversation.
The movie times were all screwy, so we went home after dinner since we both had to be up early to go to the Aquarium the next morning. It was my first shift on my own. Another assistant was supposed to be there, but he must have been unavailable because I was utterly alone. When I got up to the fourth-floor gallery and realized that I was alone, there was a moment of being overwhelmed and uncertain where to begin. There seemed one thousand things to do and no one to tell me how to do them. Then the moment passed, and I was fine for the rest of the shift. I got all of the feedings done without a problem (aside from being unable to find capelin in the fridge or freezer and so having to steal two from the divers again! :^P) and all the maintenance-type activities like cleaning the skimmers in the Amazon River Forest and filling the zig-zag tank in the Upland Rainforest and taking temperatures and readings. I even had some nice interactions with the public while feeding the piranhas and going into the ARF with the caimans (which inherently freaks people out even though the caimans are completely harmless). It was a really fun morning and very productive! And I climbed fifty flights of stairs if I climbed one, going between the kitchen on the second floor, my gallery on the fourth, and the rainforest on the fifth. *whew*
And while prepping food in the kitchen, I ran into a very handsome aquarist assistant who work in the "Maryland: Mountains to the Sea" gallery on the second floor. His name is Bobby. I took him out to lunch after our shift at California Pizza Kitchen, then took him home and jumped his bones. Haven't been able to get rid of him since. ;)
Saturday night, we went out with the families to the Trolley Stop. They all wanted to see Alex. Both of his granddads brought him get-well presents.
Sunday, I finally finished the website, shook my fist very hard at IE, and finally got to see our weekend movie with Bobby. Yes, the cute aquarist assistant that I met in the kitchen on the second floor. ;)
All in all, it was a great weekend.