Thursday is usually date night. But Jeremy had an evening meeting in DC, so I took my mom out to dinner. I took her to Cava Grill – the hippest place in Gaithersburg. I know that isn’t saying much, but we suburbanites want to still feel like we know what it’s like to not drive a minivan. The line was 30 deep, unheard of in the deep ‘burbs. My mom was a little astonished at its popularity.
It’s a slightly fancier version of Chipotle – price point was 10 dollars each.
Ordering was a little complicated – I tried to explain tzatizki, hummus, falafel, harissa, and tahini to mom and she settled on some choices, but when we got to the front of the line and saw what each of the things were, she immediately changed her mind. She got the spicy lamb meatballs. I got falafel pita.
I took my mom to the Costco, where she bought large amounts of a few things. Then I dropped her off at home and went to Home Depot because I’m still doing a side gig as appliance repair-man. Our washer wasn’t draining. The pump was clogged with 7.5 years of crap. According to a random person on the internet, I needed to purchase a wet/dry vac to repair it.
Vince and I followed the internet instructions and sucked out about 5 gallons of sulfurous smelling water from the pump. When we started running the wet/dry vac, it was so loud, I went to get some foam ear plugs. I gave Vince a pair and he stuck them in his nose at first. I laughed and said – no! They are for your ears!
After we drained the washer, we found mold/mildew, hair, a lollipop stick, pennies/nickels, a guitar pick, and sewing pins, a lot of glitter fallen from glittery clothing and it all smelled really bad. Vince was interested only in operating the wet/dry vac. As soon as that was done, he vamoosed. I did the cleaning and ended up smelling like a rotten egg. But it is fixed! Just like new. Not really, but it works. And now we own a wet/dry vac.