My Evening, in Three Parts

Part One, in which Mr. Elinoire realizes it's garden spider season again.

Mr. Elinoire, just after walking through the gate towards our cottage and, immediately after, through a Very Large spiderweb: "... so tomorrow we need to BLEEEAAARGH!!"

Me: "What?!  What?! [Sees outraged spider climbing away] Oh."

Mr. Elinoire: "Ugh, yeah, watch out for... [turns back towards house and takes another step] BLEEEAAARGH!!"

Me: [Watching second spider climb away in a huff] "..."

Part Two, in which we are all about the opposable thumbs.

We met friends at the San Diego Zoo after work today.  The zoo stays open until 9pm in July and August but sometimes we miss that window and then I'm sad because I missed my chance to see the slow loris and Mr. Elinoire is sad because he has to listen to me whine about it for the next ten months.*

* The slow loris** is still there and still as awesome as ever!  Team Slow Loris!  Yeah!  Let's hear it for venomous elbows and GIANT BEADY EYES.

** Who should really be called the Deliberate Loris because that's what he is, not slow.  

Before the slow loris, we checked in on these guys.  


Mom was hanging out on her rock and that black and white checked hammock you see there was suspiciously heavy-looking.  But then a little foot stuck out from the edge, and then another foot, and then Mom said "this is boring and you are way too slow" and unceremoniously pulled the edge of the hammock down so the baby flopped out, catching a branch on the way down, and did a forward sommersault around the branch and landed in Mom's arms.

Mr. Elinoire: "I think it's actually a really drunk little kid in a panda suit."

Part Three, in which we go for Italian instead, thanks.

After the zoo, we had dinner with our friends in Little Italy.  This is the window of a restaurant we chose not to dine in.