a taste of hell

My brain is on vacation.  

The spring semester came to a screeching halt at the college a couple of weeks ago. While, we're still providing testing, the tutoring side of things is out for now, so my brain said, "See ya!"

I did take on a high school tutee for a few weeks of summer. Plus the summer college session could bring in some requests. so hopefully, I won't totally turn to mush. 

I do want to dust off my drawing toys and wake up the slumbering right side of my brain.

For now, I'm looking forward to a simple summer and have no major getaways planned as of yet. 

We got together with Chaco and Meego on Sunday for Meego's birthday/ Mother's Day. Wolfgang was out of town and missed out. Despite the fact that it was Mother's Day plus graduation weekend for the university, we managed to have a nice outing at a local Indian restaurant that wasn't too busy.

Goat and lamb as well as chicken were eaten at our table, I confess. I think I've given up on being a strict vegetarian, but more power to them. I can say that it's been several years since I've eaten cow, so there's that.

We were seated at a booth, and there was another family in the booth behind ours. There was a thick partitioning wall separating us from the other booth people, but it didn't suppress the conversation once one of the women started shouting. 

I mean, there was some Jerry Springer (RIP) Mother's Day family drama going on back there. "divorce... your dad's fault... appreciate you mother (dammit)...waaah " omg. 

I expected them to leave or calm down, but no! They stayed and, I guess, ate their selections while periodically loudly chastising and crying. No chairs thrown, however. Probably a good thing they were in a booth.

The food and service were quite good. We will happily go there again, but it did seem that the staff was avoiding us a bit - likely because of our proximity to Drama World. The restaurant does have a hefty selection of alcoholic beverages, which may have contributed. Maybe?