January does a good job in ending quickly. Pseh!

I cannot believe it’s past the mid-point of January. Week-long vacations have a way of taking a big ass chunk out of the month.

Another vacation, another year of not dying from alcohol poisoning.

Both our road trip to Indiana for New Year’s Eve and our vacation on The Rock Boat were fantastic. Now, it’s January, and we’re in the throes of house shopping and cat adoption and general muckraking. When AB said this would be a big year, he wasn’t kidding. 2010 is cranking out well into a fast pace.

Heh, cranking.

We’re only a couple months away from our downtown lease ending — and searching for our next home in Ohio City/Tremont area (likely the latter). I need to start the arduous task of packing up my condo (with hopefully dumping majority of the excess shit stored there). Mel meet Craigslist. We’ve decided that with kids NOT in our future, the adoption of animals is the next appropriate step in our relationship — and while in our current location and not knowing our future location, a cat was the reasonable option. That, and that a cat can take care of itself much more than a dog would. So, this weekend we bring a new furball into the mix.

Hopefully, kitty likes spiders.

Last week, on top of unpacking and realizing I LOST my original birth certificate, my (secondary) ID, two sets of earbuds and apparently MY MIND, we had two new restaurant openings to attend and my grandmother’s 86th birthday.

And AB & I trotted through our ten-month mark without nary a hand job tutorial.

Yes, I am severely disappointed with myself too that the previous statement made the same blog post as my own grandmother’s birthday.

First up for the weekend was meeting the parents for dinner at Dante in Tremont. Delicious night of food! (More to come on the restaurant and meal itself in a future post). Oh so delicious that I AM DROOLING. But let it be known, this restaurant has moved into our top 5. No question.

For gram’s Saturday birthday, my two aunts, my dad’s girlfriend & I met up at No. 10 Palmer Place in Painesville for lunch. This tea room is so cute, and the staff and food are both fantastic. Sadly, the owner has decided to sell after only three years of ownership — I truly hope a vibrant person exists to take over the reigns, as they have a well-oiled location running. *wink* On top of turning 86, my grandparents recently celebrated their 67th (YES, 67th!!!) wedding anniversary. Could you imagine? Her response to my inquiry of her “secret”: it took work to get through the rough stuff.

WORK! Do you hear that? Relationships take work. Age old secret of marriage. Now, while I don’t intend to be “wedded” to anyone anytime soon, I agree. You can’t just quit when the shit hits the fan. Behind “work” (without the awful negative connotation of the word) is communication.

So, make it work, people. Then talk about shit. ALL THE SHIT.

I absolutely adore being around my grandmother. She’s so spunky, and I beam for days after being able to catch up with her. Ironic that I feel an 86-year-old woman is more in tune (and in love) with my life and how I live it than any other.

After a mad dash to locate dry milk at several local shopping locations (really, don’t ask), we had to ready ourselves and our food donations for pommes frites at The Greenhouse Tavern (and nibble on the new app on the menu — some “Devil” wrapped dates…. must order!). Seeing that GHT has a completely new menu, we need to make another trip soon. Soon after a couple beers and too-many-french-fries, it was the soft opening for Chinato on East 4th Street. Again, another delicious addition to our food-heavy weekend. (Yeah, bitches, I’ll get to a review of that too). But Christ, that meal took up three-and-a-half hours of potential writing time.

There was also more drooling.

Food. Food. Food. Crap…

I’ve got MUSIC to write about! My goal was to get a post up about TRBX in a week, so I’m aiming for the first installment of that in another day or two (over at Addicted to Vinyl where it belongs).

And can you believe it’s already Penis Tuesday tomorrow?!

Shit. I need a vacation.

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