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Jan. 20th, 2003 09:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sanpaku_backupI did nothing of consequence on my "day off" today. My sister-in-law got back from Mexico and is now in the process of moving down to Long Island, so the Mrs., my mother-in-law, and the baby spent the day over at her apartment. I caught up on my copyediting and organized the new research I'm going to be doing on the diss.-into-book project. About 200 articles await me, if I can find the time to get to them in the next few weeks.
It's really lousy that my sister-in-law is moving away, both for friendship and for ability to be a babysitter. Because we are in this window of time when the baby doesn't require that much constant attention, yet isn't mobile. Once she starts moving around we're back to being locked in here for the most part. On the other hand, we did get her couch. The Mrs. personifies inanimate objects and can't bear to see the old couch outside waiting for the garbagemen. If they don't end up taking it tomorrow, there's going to be quite a donnybrook in this house.
We tried to take advantage of m-in-l's presence here to get a night out. First was dinner at the newly reopened Cactus Grille. This is very close to our house, and had high marks as a source of Mexican food in its earlier incarnation. However, like the other Mexican place we've been to here (Tortilla Flats), they insist on ruining "veggie" things through, well, veggies. In this case it was snow peas and broccoli in the chimichangas and quesadillas. Ew. (The other place had salsa that tasted good at first but had a nasty aftertaste -- why would you put carrots in salsa?)
Next, I wanted to do something other than go out for a movie, so we headed over to the nearby duckpin bowling alley. Turns out that not only was it League Night there, it was League Night all over the state of Rhode Island. Now you know: if you come here on a Monday night expecting to bowl, you'd better belong to a league.
I was kind of pissed off, but decided to drive downtown and kick around there a little. The skating rink in Kennedy Plaza was fun, even if it was the coldest night I've been in since I lived in Chicago. We snuck into the Biltmore Hotel (until recently the home of Providence's famous mayor Buddy Cianci), only to find that their glass elevator isn't open to the public. We went up to the 12th floor anyway to get a view of the city. After some more wandering around we ended up at a coffeeshop on Wickenden. For all the things that didn't pan out, the evening was still adjudged a success.
It's frustrating because by now I have found lots of trails very close to the house that we am itching to explore. Even if it was in the 30s I might do it, but it is really just too darn cold these days. At least the breakers on the shore and the marshes have frozen into nice white sculptures all along the bay.
It's really lousy that my sister-in-law is moving away, both for friendship and for ability to be a babysitter. Because we are in this window of time when the baby doesn't require that much constant attention, yet isn't mobile. Once she starts moving around we're back to being locked in here for the most part. On the other hand, we did get her couch. The Mrs. personifies inanimate objects and can't bear to see the old couch outside waiting for the garbagemen. If they don't end up taking it tomorrow, there's going to be quite a donnybrook in this house.
We tried to take advantage of m-in-l's presence here to get a night out. First was dinner at the newly reopened Cactus Grille. This is very close to our house, and had high marks as a source of Mexican food in its earlier incarnation. However, like the other Mexican place we've been to here (Tortilla Flats), they insist on ruining "veggie" things through, well, veggies. In this case it was snow peas and broccoli in the chimichangas and quesadillas. Ew. (The other place had salsa that tasted good at first but had a nasty aftertaste -- why would you put carrots in salsa?)
Next, I wanted to do something other than go out for a movie, so we headed over to the nearby duckpin bowling alley. Turns out that not only was it League Night there, it was League Night all over the state of Rhode Island. Now you know: if you come here on a Monday night expecting to bowl, you'd better belong to a league.
I was kind of pissed off, but decided to drive downtown and kick around there a little. The skating rink in Kennedy Plaza was fun, even if it was the coldest night I've been in since I lived in Chicago. We snuck into the Biltmore Hotel (until recently the home of Providence's famous mayor Buddy Cianci), only to find that their glass elevator isn't open to the public. We went up to the 12th floor anyway to get a view of the city. After some more wandering around we ended up at a coffeeshop on Wickenden. For all the things that didn't pan out, the evening was still adjudged a success.
It's frustrating because by now I have found lots of trails very close to the house that we am itching to explore. Even if it was in the 30s I might do it, but it is really just too darn cold these days. At least the breakers on the shore and the marshes have frozen into nice white sculptures all along the bay.
