It’s almost time for bed on Sunday night and while I blog Will is sitting across from me looking up Dukes of Hazard tv trivia.  This is what happens when you rent the latest Fast and the Furious movie for your evening “lets just crash on the couch and watch a movie” event.

That’s right.  I said Fast and the Furious. We’ve seen all of them.  Voluntarily.  Admittedly the third one was a mistake and I kind of wish I could get that couple of hours of my life back but that viewing came about more out of sheer desperation for air conditioning than any sort of need to keep up with the franchise.

ANYway, yes, we rented the latest installment of Fast and the Furious and I have to say that I liked it.  It isn’t going to win any awards or anything but it is a perfect, end of the weekend no thinking required badass car chase/stunt driving movie.  And Vin Diesel is, as always, YUMMY.  He’d totally be one of my five…if Will and I had those lists.

Speaking of not winning any awards, we went to the Bite of Oregon earlier today with a couple of our friends and I have to say that, sadly, I was not impressed.  I don’t know if my expectations were too high or if I was too tired or it was just too warm or the sun was too bright or what, but if we hadn’t been with friends who wanted to take their time and mosey slowly, we could have trucked through the thing in fifteen minutes.  We went in hoping that it would be a great way to find some new local eateries, try some free samples (thus quelling the need to purchase or cook dinner) and generally have a fun time gaining weight.  Instead it was hot and everything was expensive (by our Ramen=gourmet standards anyway) and there just wasn’t a whole lot of food we were interested in trying–though I did have two free samples of grilled pork chop (the only free samples we could find) and they were yummy. The best part of the experience was hanging out with our friends and getting out of the house.

I don’t know what it is.  Maybe it’s part of getting older or maybe I just spend too much time alone and indoors (or maybe its just the summer heat) but spending the day out in the sun has not been fun for a while.  I always have a good time with my friends but by the time I get home I am always too hot, too tired, headache-ridden and all I want to do is find a cold, dark room to lie down in and close my eyes for a while.  It makes me sad because I remember being able to run around at fairs like this one (okay, Ocean Fest’s Boulevard of Booths was decidedly lower key) all afternoon and not feel any worse for the wear.  Now if I’m out and about for more than an hour or so I start to long for our couch and controlled lighting.

Or maybe it’s just a sign that I need to invest in those clip on sunglasses that will fit over my current set of spectacles.

For the most part the day was fun but it was also good to come home and crash on the couch with Will.

Oh and I made spaghetti for dinner.  And? It was tasty and made my stomach very very happy.