I really sort of like this whole two-real-classes per day thing, with no classes on Fridays. Long weekends are fairly excellent inventions. I will be able to go home an entire day early for spring break this year! (Leaving Thursday night after Mads, get home around (9:30 or 10 in the evening, for a good night's sleep and a whole extra day of break! Everybody else's break starts at 2pm on Friday.)
In other news, my minor medical concern will be resolved on Friday for good, which I am a bit relieved about. It interferes with my days too much and it's a bit aggravating occasionally. I'll just be glad to get my appetite back. Until that point, it's yoghurt and dry Life cereal for me! (Mainly because that's what I'm eating now.)
My gentleman caller treats me extremely well. We spent this past weekend together and we went to the most excellent pizza joint ever (called "The Mellow Mushroom", it really just doesn't get much better than that), then on to a wine bar on the downtown mall in Charlottesville, which was so worth it. The ambience was nice, the music was nice and quiet, and the wine was excellent. The next day we went iceskating (and stayed for only twenty minutes because the rink was just SO crowded we could barely move - next time, we're going in the evening). Because we were only there twenty minutes, we gave a couple of very surprised people our skating passes and headed out on our way. There's a restaurant nearby there that sounds dreadful (Beer Run), but is really quite excellent. Their selection of beers was extensive and widely varied, which was lovely to behold, and their food quite decent. It's very common around this area for restaurants to use organic and higher quality produce and the quality really makes a difference.
Since neither of us was feeling particularly well and since we'd ended up staying out far later than we had expected to (long and rather unpleasant story that involves me wanting to kick my gentleman caller's landlord in the teeth), we made the unanimous decision to go and take a nap. We did, and that gave me enough energy that evening to make supper, since it was my turn - he had cooked the last couple of times we ate in. I made groundnut stew and he's still raving about it. I felt very accomplished and proud of myself.
Sunday morning, I drove back to Staunton for church. Since we had a guest choir visiting, that meant that I didn't have to do anything that morning, so I just got to sit and enjoy the service. That certainly made for a nice change.
The weekend was very nice. I'm a bit tired now, but soon all will be well!
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