The Weekend

Last weekend was the first time in a long time that Jim & I didn't have plans and boy was it nice to be at home for a change. Friday night we picked up some furniture I had lent to Akiko Ito, an employee JCI hired from Tokyo three years ago. When she came to the U.S., she was staying at the Homewood Suites before moving into an apartment and she didn't have anything but her clothes. It happened to be the same time Jim & I were moving so I offered some things because I felt sorry for her. Now her contract is up and she's moving back to Tokyo next month so she's ready to get rid of everything. She brought bags of clothes & miscellaneous stuff into the office to give to everyone, and, as she's very tiny (size 0), the only things I got was an umbrella & a purse. So Jim & I go over to her apartment and, sure enough when she opened the front door & we stepped in, I saw the slippers (2 pairs) sitting there. I kicked off my sandals & put a pair on while Jim ignored them & walked right past. She asked us to have a seat & served us some miniature cupcakes & fresh fruit cups she had prepared. We weren't really planning on staying but we were polite & ate the stuff & chit chatted for a little before I said - Okay, let's see what we have. Akiko took us into the first bedroom where the futon was and I knew it had been Johnny's and we actually need it for an extra bed. Then she takes us into the second bedroom where there was a desk & chair she said was mine. Jim & I looked at each other in puzzlement because neither one of us remembered them. I asked Akiko if she was sure they were mine and she said yes. So we loaded the stuff up and hightailed it outta there. On the way home we discussed the desk and tried to rack our brains and figure out whose it was. Jim said it was pretty sad that we couldn't remember something from three years ago.

Saturday at about 5:00 we decided to go down to Main Street as there was a Harley Davidson deal going on and Jim was antsy. So we get down there, park the car and start walking up Main Street where they had the streets blocked off for pedestrians only. There were a lot of bikers there, a stage with a band set up & drink carts on the sidewalks. Jim commented that it was like we were back in New Orleans but it wasn't even close! Most of the shops weren't even open. We don't get it. Wouldn't you think they'd want to make money? It amazes me that whenever we go down there, the shops are never open. I guess they have banker's hours. Anyway, we stuck out like a sore thump as we weren't dressed properly so we didn't stay long.

Sunday we did stuff around the house & yard. Jim power-washed the house because there was mold growing on the side. I painted the outside of the doors going out onto the deck because there was bare wood where spots had pealed. Unfortunately, I had taken a shower in the morning before going to Home Depot & Dierbergs and I got all sweaty outside from working & barbecuing so I had to take another shower before dinner. After we ate, we went back outside for some reason or another and I began doing some weeding and started getting sweaty again so I told Jim that I had to go inside because I refused to take 3 showers in one day! The weekend rounded out with me relaxing while Jim took Meagan back to college. Not a rip-roaring weekend, but very nice & quiet for a change. I just wish we could remember where that darn desk came from!