Well the weekend is over.  Time for the rain to clear off and the sun to come out.  Sigh, ain’t it the way.  We made the most of our weekend around the sketchy weather though, and as everybody is more than happy to tell me, “We need the rain.”  Friday was a bit dicey out so we ended up at good ol’ Ruff Haus.  Can’t go wrong there.  They had some new appetizers on the menu so we enjoyed a few snacks and then headed over to the grocery store to pick up some dinner.  Ahhh, another wacky Friday night in the Hills.  Our well-laid plans went slightly askew when we entered the grocery and I was drawn to the irresistible sound of accordion music on the second floor.  We headed upstairs and found a little wine tasting going on, courtesy of one of the local purveyors, and a small band providing entertainment.  As if we weren’t already nearly worn out from our raucous time at the hotdog shop, then we ended up kickin’ it at the grocery store for a few hours!  Good times, people.

Saturday, at my own ill-conceived suggestion, we headed over to Roseville to check out the Galleria mall.  It wasn’t just some insane notion I came up with when I got out of bed that morning;  I needed a pair of sunglasses worked on and they had a shop there.  As my luck usually goes, they couldn’t fix my glasses, but at least they gave me the contact info to get them to the factory.  After that we spent what seemed like an eternity wandering around aimlessly through the other shops.  They had some interesting ones I guess…  Mingled with a plethora of really, really, uninteresting ones.  The only real purchase we made was at the AT&T store.  We’d been meaning to go in and see if we were due any upgrades.  Indeed, after an hour or so Doni walked out with a brand new phone, double the monthly data plan, and $15 off our monthly bill.  How’s that work?  Hey, go with it.

Sunday started off rainy, then burned off into a moderately pleasant afternoon.  We kicked things off right with breakfast down at a place called Early Toast.  Ever the slow learner, I ordered the biscuits and gravy platter.  Maybe I need to write “I will not order B’s & G’s outside the Midwest” on my hand whenever I go to breakfast to remind myself of that strict rule.  Eh, they were ok;  Just so far from what I consider the proper preparation to be that it threw me off.  I considered pulling up a few photos on my phone and taking them to the kitchen, in the interests of being helpful, but Donette convinced me they might think it rude.  Meanwhile she had the juevos rancheros, and proclaimed them quite serviceable.  As an added entertainment bonus, there was a criterium going on outside, so we loitered there for quite a while watching the riders.  It was pretty interesting;  Had it been a little nicer outside we probably would have stuck around and watched them even longer.  We went home and watched the baseball games to waste the afternoon, then made a big pan of lasagna for dinner.  I’ve been craving lasagna for some time now, so I got that one out of the way finally.  And, I remembered why we never make it:  What in the world are two people supposed to do with a five-pound pan of lasagna?  Oh, and in other random news, we went by our new home site and found they’ve moved the construction trailer off our lot.  On the upside, I guess that means they are nearly ready to start our house.  On the other hand, I guess it means they have declined my offer of moving into the trailer.