Click it

We saw Click yesterday with Steve and Andrea--it's always good to see a movie with them since Andrea has the hook up at the movie theater. The movie was actually really good, though sad towards the end. Good mix of humor and real-lifeness. (Yes, I'm making up words.) I recommend it.

Something's wrong with our luck with getting good service at restaurants lately. After the fiasco at Rose's a few weeks ago where the manager we asked to talk to told us, "I'm not good with names, but I remember faces, so if you come back in, maybe I can give you a free piece of cake," we've avoided that restaurant. After the movie last night, we tried going to Macaroni Grill for happy hour. We sat at a table in the nearly empty bar for 10 minutes without anyone acknowledging that we were there--except the bartender just looking at us. Ridiculous. So we went to Stanford's, which was fine for awhile. Our waitress told us about her guest stardom on a Seinfeld episode and some voiceover work that she's doing for some local TV and radio ads, but after our food was brought out, she didn't stop by for nearly 20 minutes (during which time, Steve and I ran out of drinks). I had to get up and go to the bar to order another round. That shouldn't happen, should it? I hope we're not just being crotchety.

Today, we spent some time tidying up the house since cleaning has taken a complete back burner lately with everything going on with Grandpa. Marc returned some stuff at REI (bye bye stinky feet from those Keen sandals), and he tried out some really weird Mion sandals. Marc discovered a bees' nest inside our grill (we haven't used it in a LONG time) and went on a killing spree. I don't know why bees would want to live in our boring, deck- and barkdust-covered backyard, but they do. We met up with Slimey and Chris later for dinner and several rounds of Cranium Ziggity.

I'm not exactly sure what our plans are for tomorrow. Ben should be back in town, so we might do something with him. Otherwise, we'll head back over to Chris and Slimey's for some BBQ action. Our across-the-street neighbors always buy "less than legal" fireworks, so we should get a nice little fireworks show from the comfort of our front yard.

On a completely different subject... Do all cats like to have their backs/butts scratched or spanked? Ours sure do. It's funny when we scratch Manga right above her tail, she likes it so much that she licks us. Cats are funny.