A Weekend At Home In the City

I know that some of my blog readers live in the country.  You may wonder what a city dwellers weekend is like.  I will take a shot at answering your question.

Friday evening, when Sheila got off work, we had dinner at our favorite little Vietnamese joint at 21st and Memorial.  The waitress (and part owner) knows us well enough to not even bother to bring a menu much of the time.  We had our usual, an order of cold spring rolls followed by a bowl of Bun Ga Nuong.  The spring rolls are filled with salad, pork, shrimp and herbs and are served with a delicious
peanut butter sauce on the side.  Bun Ga Nuong is a combination of salad, vermicelli noodles, sprouts, herbs and chicken served with Nuoc Mam (fish sauce) on the side.  It is a light but very tasty and satisfying meal.

After dinner, we bought groceries at the WalMart SuperCenter on South Memorial near Woodland Hills Mall. As we shopped, I saw a shirt that I wanted but was not available in my size.  (Yes, I do wear WalMart clothes around the house, at the farm, etc.)  More about that shirt later.  We finished shopping and got home around 8:30.  We then had a bowl of fat free ice cream and a cup of decaf coffee while watching an old British movie on Hulu Plus.

When Sheila resigned from the University of Tulsa to take her current job, they asked her to stay on part time under a consulting contract.  A couple of times per year, she has to put in several long days at the University.  Among other things, she proctors the Registered Professional Engineer Exam and maintains the website and online publications for a four university research consortium based out of TU.  This was her weekend to work on the website.  She left early and was gone all day.  I was still getting over a round of flu/summer cold so, after a couple hours at the desk, I spent most of the day with a good book.

Around lunch time, I called Sheila and said I would take her out to lunch.  We went to a little Greek place north of campus a few blocks on the edge of the bad part of the hood.  Sheila had a Gyro sandwich (lamb sausage and salad wrapped in a pita and served with cucumber dressing).  They had no chicken and I try not to eat much red meat.  So, I went vegetarian with rice stuffed grape leaves.  We split a large of pita bread and humus.  It wasn't a bad little lunch.  By dinner time, Sheila was dead tired.  So, she brought home carryout chicken and we ate in front of the TV.

Sheila likes to cook breakfast on Sunday morning.  This Sunday, she fixed a nice omelet that we ate on the deck.  It was delightfully cool.  I actually had to go back in and get a tee shirt.  After breakfast, she cleaned house for an hour but I stopped her.  The house wasn't that dirty and I really didn't want her working around the house after working all day Saturday.  So, I talked her into going shopping for the camo shirt that I saw in WalMart Friday night.  There are several big WalMarts around Tulsa, so I figured we would be gone a while and riding around in the car and bumming around is a lot more restful than cleaning house.  But, she outsmarted me.  At the second WalMart, she took a smaller size of the shirt and had a clerk look it up on the computer.  Sure enough, it doesn't come in my size since "young men's" sizes only go up to 2X.  So, we went home and took a nap.

Dinner was special even if it was easy.  Sheila decided to visit our common German roots by fixing oven roast potatoes, grilled bratwurst and sauerkraut.  It was good.  And, one of our favorites from PBS was on later in the evening, Foyle's War.  So, we ate a nice little dinner and settled in to a good British mystery on TV.  Not a bad evening.  Not a bad weekend.