I'm in a spelling bee!
What an entirely crazy weekend - in a good way. Thursday night Kelly came home for the first time since Christmas. Her flight was delayed about 3 hours so I didn't end up getting home until the wee hours of the morning. I called out of work on Friday due to my serious lack of sleep. I ended up not sleeping in so late and got up to clean the house. I scrubbed everything from the floors to the ceiling including the walls. I've never worked so hard cleaning in my life. It was all for Bob for his birthday - and for Kelly so she could bring the baby over if she wanted without worrying about the dust.
Anyway, Friday night I had to go all the way to Warwick for my dress fitting - just to make sure they hemmed the dress correctly and that my shoes matched. Long story short, they never did it. Royally ticked me off because I don't have the gas money to be throwing around 1.5 hour trips for no reason. My shoes did match - that's all I got out of that. Plus some quality time with Kelly, which is always fun.
Saturday I tanned and gymed it then played with my mp3 player, then off to Bob's tattoo appointment we went. He got an enormous eagle tattoo'd on his chest - from his collar bone to his belly. It's not done yet, but so far it's gorgeous. Straight from there we met up with Brandon, his wife Jess, Mark, Matt and eventually Stacie at Foxwoods at the Hard Rock Cafe. One of the waitors was an idiot but whatever. People are awkward. We ended up staying at some random bar at foxwoods until about 3:30 and got a little shittered. That was Bob's first birthday party.
Sunday we got up late, thank god. I made pancakes for Matt and Bob, and we left for Mass. We didn't end up getting to Bob's Aunt's until about 4:00 and dinner was at 5 so I had no time to try out hair-do's for the wedding - we did get a visual idea though. We had dinner at Sylvan Street Grille with a bunch of people from Bob's family. We didn't leave until 8 - and we finally got back home and into bed by 10. That was Bob's second birthday party.
Monday I dragged ass into work, and just before leaving, my mother kept calling me. Apparently she had planned yet another birthday party for Bob for my side of the family that night. She wanted me to pick up the cake and candles. She planned all of this the day before and forgot to tell me. Sigh. Anyways, 3 hours later that's the third cake of the weekend and I'm seriously not on a diet after that. That was Bob's third birthday party.
Lucky guy, three parties. Phew. Anyway, worked again yesterday and then tanned and gym. Today- oh gosh! - I'm working! Tonight I want to tan and gym, but I want to see Kelly really bad too. Maybe I can squeeze it all in. She only has like.. less than a week left here. I feel like an ass for not seeing her since Friday.
Oh yea!! This Friday I'm in a spelling bee. It's a charity event that my company donated for. I really have no idea how we're going to do. I think I'll probably end up being the weakest link. - but whatever it'll be fun. That's over with at 8 or 9, dunno what's up this weekend after that. I have to work all day Sunday at 911. I'm so tired of 1 day weekends. At least the weather is getting somewhat managable.
I have this giant stack of work sitting on my desk staring at me. Guess I should get to that.....
lovies!
Anyway, Friday night I had to go all the way to Warwick for my dress fitting - just to make sure they hemmed the dress correctly and that my shoes matched. Long story short, they never did it. Royally ticked me off because I don't have the gas money to be throwing around 1.5 hour trips for no reason. My shoes did match - that's all I got out of that. Plus some quality time with Kelly, which is always fun.
Saturday I tanned and gymed it then played with my mp3 player, then off to Bob's tattoo appointment we went. He got an enormous eagle tattoo'd on his chest - from his collar bone to his belly. It's not done yet, but so far it's gorgeous. Straight from there we met up with Brandon, his wife Jess, Mark, Matt and eventually Stacie at Foxwoods at the Hard Rock Cafe. One of the waitors was an idiot but whatever. People are awkward. We ended up staying at some random bar at foxwoods until about 3:30 and got a little shittered. That was Bob's first birthday party.
Sunday we got up late, thank god. I made pancakes for Matt and Bob, and we left for Mass. We didn't end up getting to Bob's Aunt's until about 4:00 and dinner was at 5 so I had no time to try out hair-do's for the wedding - we did get a visual idea though. We had dinner at Sylvan Street Grille with a bunch of people from Bob's family. We didn't leave until 8 - and we finally got back home and into bed by 10. That was Bob's second birthday party.
Monday I dragged ass into work, and just before leaving, my mother kept calling me. Apparently she had planned yet another birthday party for Bob for my side of the family that night. She wanted me to pick up the cake and candles. She planned all of this the day before and forgot to tell me. Sigh. Anyways, 3 hours later that's the third cake of the weekend and I'm seriously not on a diet after that. That was Bob's third birthday party.
Lucky guy, three parties. Phew. Anyway, worked again yesterday and then tanned and gym. Today- oh gosh! - I'm working! Tonight I want to tan and gym, but I want to see Kelly really bad too. Maybe I can squeeze it all in. She only has like.. less than a week left here. I feel like an ass for not seeing her since Friday.
Oh yea!! This Friday I'm in a spelling bee. It's a charity event that my company donated for. I really have no idea how we're going to do. I think I'll probably end up being the weakest link. - but whatever it'll be fun. That's over with at 8 or 9, dunno what's up this weekend after that. I have to work all day Sunday at 911. I'm so tired of 1 day weekends. At least the weather is getting somewhat managable.
I have this giant stack of work sitting on my desk staring at me. Guess I should get to that.....
lovies!