Monday, August 6, 2012

Need a Weekend for My Weekend

It was a busy weekend!

Had the usual runaround get errands done Saturday.

Saturday night, as planned, I went to dinner with some of my old high school friends. I haven't seen two of them since we graduated 25 years ago. I swear one of them has a time machine because she looks exactly the same (minus the big 80's hair). We went to a little Mexican place in a sketchy neighborhood. The food was amazing. Fresh, homemade, delicious. I love the mom and pop authentic places, the chains just can't touch them.

We finished around 7:30 and decided to do a drive by the old high school. It hasn't changed. We sat in the parking lot for a few minutes. Maria asked if we were going to knock on the convent door and the rest of us, emphatically and in unison "NO!"

I suggested we crash the reunion. Sue, just like back in the day, egged me on, "Yeah, let's do it!"

Maria: "We can't do that, we weren't popular."
Me: "We weren't? I thought we were."
Maria: "No, we weren't."
Me: "You are forty fucking two years old, who cares?"
Sue: "What's the worst that could happen, they throw us out when they figure out we didn't pay the $100?"

So off we went and crashed the reunion. What bad asses. I saw the other five people I was interested in seeing. Saw a crapton of people I couldn't have cared less about. Tried to figure out if one woman had any original parts left or if it was all silicone and well hidden staples. And was in my bed by 11:30. I told you- bad ass!

Sunday we had a pool party after church. My kids were in heaven. I dragged them out and manages to get them to eat a chicken leg, watermelon and some grapes and back in the water they went. Food was easy at the party- hamburger patty (no cheese, no bun), lots of salad, some fruit and water. (Jenn, you were right, cheese just isn't the same any more.) I started the day with a headache. I figured it was left from the night before. Too many different perfumes in a too hot room aggravated my allergies. As the day progressed, I felt worse and worse. Even Kenny asked me if I was ok. I pretty much just sat in the shade watching my little water sprites.

Came home and took a nap. Woke up feeling a bit better, hung out with the family for a little while,did some laundry and went back to bed.

Here it is Monday again. The weekends fly. Hope everyone had a great one.


  1. The weekends should be 4 days long, one to rest, two to do all the stuff we need to do and one to have fun before work starts again.

  2. My reunion would be so tempting, but I'd never attend. I too was never popular lol! ;)