So recently I have started to consolidate my weekly activities into two nights, Tuesdays and Thursdays. It has left me with plenty of freetime on M, W, F, and one day on the weekends to do errands. Course with this new routine, I have scheduled plenty of free time where I don't really make plans. It's funny to see Dane totally step up and start making plans for us and booking out our time. This weekend ended up being a lot of fun for not knowing what I was going to do, and honestly - it felt great!
Friday - Rhi - the EVER predicatable (smile) caved to a bet with the devil slash Sam. He gambled $20 that Rhi couldn't finish a whole shot of straight everclear. She got most of the shot down, but tried to finish it in order to cash in on her bet and ended up puking in the kitchen sink. At 6:38 pm. Minutes later she was out on all fours on the lawn, "fertilizing". Man, this is so wrong, but I can't even count how many times and how many different people have puked on that lawn. And I wonder why we have brown spots. Paula said it best to Rhi in one single word - "Dumbass". Jamie and Becky came over after that and the Huish family and J and B played Monopoly, Taboo, and hide-in-a-bag. It was a good time for all.
Saturday - I slept in LATE. Rhi got bad news REPEATEDLY. We all went to breakfast courtesy of Becky - thanks Becky and shopping. There was a British Bloke at Borders that spoke of Bikes to me. I gave Borders my email addy (blondninjachick) so I could get e-coupons and he inquired about my handle and I explained and he's a fellow rider and blah blah. He had an accent though so I just sat there and listened, held up the line, and giggled sweetly. Rhi and Becky made fun of me. BUT I got Dane's Valentine's Gift (even though I used his gift card that he won to purchase half of it). Then we bought 20 stuffed puppies, 20 chocolate hearts, and 20 roses for the employees of Denver C&C, Becky put them together in all her creativity. Bless her heart. By the time the men got home, Rhi was ready to tear down the roof, so we decided to go out. I got all gothed out. Then realized once I got to the Church that it was not Goth night. I felt like Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde when she went to the "costume" party. I had a GREAT time though, didn't drink, just danced my ass off! I did rip my evil cupcake dress though. Boo.
Sunday - Sleeping in, chores, and fun at Stacy's house. I love my family. My mom noticed my nose finally and got over it fairly easily. Dad has a "letter" for me. I'm skeered.
Today - Valentine's Day. Threesome dinner at House of Kabob planned, should be a good time.
2 comments:
Stupid dumb everclear. NEVER AGAIN!!!!
Thank you for being there for me on Saturday!! It was one of the roughest days I have endured in a long time. Nice to know I have great friends to help me back up, even when I get knocked down repeatedly in one day!
I still wish I could have seen your Mom's face when she saw my tattoo. Your family is cool!
Is what not the everclears fault, it was all Sams doing. LOL
People know if I am told I can not do it, I will go down in flames at least trying to do it.
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