The highlight of my very bad weekend came Saturday night; Thursday and Friday were a bust. Apparently Mother Nature is mad at me for a crime I committed in one of my past lives because she insists on my suffering.
On top of that, our house makes me angry sometimes. I can’t have one thing updated/repaired without two others breaking.
(Pressure washing the house = no water for a day + a broken gate = Suz bathing in the pool and cussing profusely!)
I went as far as logging onto Zillow and shopped for houses. That lasted 8 minutes when I realized I hated all the other houses more.
Did I hear someone mutter mood swinger??
The good part of this post…. because there is one:
Saturday the Coach and I were reunited on the other coast after a week apart.
We had tickets with our good
East Coast Gang friends to see The Dave Matthews Band.
This might have been my 16th time? 17? 18th?
I’ve lost track and you’ll soon know why.
We decided to bring the girls since we had VIP tickets.
Me to our friends: Hey, take a picture of the four of us!
Since Coach wasn’t really paying attention I got up in his grill.
Yes, I thought it was funny….
The second picture I heard behind me:
“I carry a picture of her in my wallet.
She carries a picture of my wallet in her wallet.”
He is a funny guy!!
And I don’t carry any pictures in my wallet. Duh.
We had a blast. I’d warned the girls about the wafting maryjane in the air….but OMG!!
Those darn 40 year old hippies are keeping the canabis growers in business.
The air was thick with it and I might still be high.
We had a fantastic time. From what I remember since I was stoned. Just kidding.
I can’t remember.
So, what did you do this weekend?