The Lakers and Jazz Will Play Seven (And I’ll Put Money on That), And Mother’s Day Weekend Recap (Food, Clothes, Hijinks, And Food)
(Note: This was supposed to be posted last night. As usual, I misremembered.)
Happy Mother’s Day!
I’ll hold off continuing my story from last night as I recap Mother’s Day weekend.
Quick-hitters:
- Don’t you hate it when you need a critical piece of data or an application to do something, and the site hosting said file just happens to be down?
That happened to me TWICE this past weekend. I’ll recap what happened in a later blog entry.
- More stupid commercials that have caught my eye lately:
- The DQ commercial where the little girl gets a boy to buy her a sundae: “It’s like shooting fish in a barrel.”
- ALL the McDonald’s commercials advertising their new Chicken sandwiches, especially the one with the guy screaming words to ever-changing backgrounds. I might have had a seizure after watching the commercial once.
- Super quick thoughts on the latest in the NBA playoffs:
1) You don’t understand how tempted I am to complain about the horrible officiating in Game Four. You don’t know just how badly I wanted to throw something through my TV after every ticky-tack call went against LA. I spent several minutes explaining that “it’s hard to beat the Jazz when you’re playing 8-on-5.”
It took a while, but the rational side of me realized how the Lakers blew a golden opportunity to end the series, for all intents and purposes. Naturally, the Kobe injury hurt their chances badly, but so did horrible FT shooting (14-25?), terrible 3pt shooting (9-26), little help from role players (APBs are out for V-Rad and Farmar), and just awful shot selection in the fourth quarter and OT. I saw glimpses of 1998 Kobe, jacking up those terrible shots in OT.
And yeah, the bad officiating didn’t help either :P.
I fully expect the Lakers to play well in Game Five, and take a 3-2 lead back to Utah, where I expect the refs the Jazz to force a Game Seven. Anyone wanna put money on that?
2) As much as I dislike LeBron James, that insane dunk he threw down on Boston late in Game Four of Boston-Cleveland was SICK.
- Mother’s Day weekend unofficially started on Friday, when my sister (the one that doesn’t have karmic powers) swung by, and we headed out for some Korean BBQ. Note to self: stop ordering the beef brisket; beef brisket is OK in pho, but not particularly good with Korean BBQ.
The bulgogi was quite good, and they offered Jumuluck (sp?) (unmarinated sirloin). Good stuff, but some of the sirloin pieces were pretty fatty. Also, for some reason, the waitress would, every now and then, meander towards our table and start flipping the meat around on the grill. I was tempted to ask her to stop.
(I have a system in place when I go to a Korean BBQ restaurant :P).
After dinner, we swung by Ross; it was already 9:15, so we knew we only had a few minutes to shop, which (we hoped) would minimize the amount of wallet-damage we would do.
(Tangent: Ross is quickly shooting up the list of evil stores, along with Trader Joe’s, Target, and Costco. I’ve been to Ross four times in the past few weeks, and even though I’ve been returning some of the stuff I purchased, I still end up buying something else and paying the difference out of pocket.
(Sub-tangent: Sooner or later, I’ll have to organize all my Lists :P))
I spent five minutes going through the Men’s Activewear section, and grabbed a two-piece sweatsuit marked down to $15 from $50 and a $70 Nike Fit Dry long-sleeve collared shirt marked down to $15. The sweatsuit was woefully small, which got me thinking that the suit might have been a women’s suit, misplaced and mislabeled. The Nike shirt, unfortunately, fit perfectly, and now I’m stuck with 2 very nice shirts (remember this?). Oh what to do…
On Saturday, the family gathered to go to Olive Garden to celebrate an early Mother’s Day. We arrived at the restaurant at 1pm, and there was a huge wait. This is what happens when you don’t make a reservation on a big holiday weekend, and only figure out where to go eat two hours before leaving the house.
We found out that Olive Garden was still doing their soup and salad lunch special, and I was contemplating between that and the “Tour of Italy”: lasagna, fettuccine alfredo, and a chicken parmigiana. Somehow, I managed to finish the entire plate, and it didn’t dawn upon me that I did so when someone (I forget who) asked me how I managed to polish off the plate. I felt it immediately afterwards, though :P.
My dad roasted a chicken for dinner in his Ronco Rotisserie (yep, we actually have one!), and the rest of the night was spent playing poker with my two sisters. All I have to say about our poker game is this: who calls two raises, including an all-in, with seven-five of hearts?????????
Grrrrrrr…
Sunday was spent on my covert ops mission, so I’ll save that for when I get to that point in my story. I will mention this: we got even more tasty food on Sunday! My mom and aunt prepared spring rolls (not the fried type, but more like this). I could eat this stuff every day for the rest of my life if I had to.
Until next time!