Current mood:
anxious
Here's how my weekend went. On Friday, I really don't remember what I did, and on Saturday.... oh wait I remember why I don't remember Friday.... When I got off work Friday at 3am (I worked over 4 hours) I pretty much went home and straight to bed. Then Saturday, I got Laura to come out to the house after work and my sister, Juklie, and her family were there, and boy, was she drunk. She made me drink with them, and I did and I made Sigrid the most delicious Kahlua drink ever. She got a little tore, too. And the blessed sleep at about 4:30. I stayed up later than anyone else. I roasted hot dogs and shmellos out on the fire after everyone else went to bed. Pussies. So then Sunday rolls round and I didn't wake up in time for work and even if I had, my clothes were all still in the washer. I'd have never made it in time so I went on ahead and called in. (I'm probably going to get a write-up out of that thismorning...) Well, shortly after I called in, Chrissy, Rob's ex-girlfriend's daughter called and we talked and shit and she wanted to come out so I went and got her. She wanted to go swimming and we DO have a swimming pond out there and so I took her over and she swam. But not before we walked past the blasted thing like, 50 times. I didn't even see the stinkin thing! Damn hiding ponds!! So, we're wandering around, looking for this silly pond, and she's wearing her swimsuit and a floaty and a towel with pink panther flip flops, and I'm wearing my super cute bell-bottom hip-hugger blue jeans, with strappy sandals and a shirt that looks more like a hankey with ties on the back. We were really rocking the summer look, let me tell you. But the strappy sandals are important to this part of the tale. We're walking along and there becomes this horrendous searing pain in my little pinky toe. Well, I figured, I'd stepped on a thorn or some such bullshit, but OH, NO!!! There was a fucking bee or a hornet or some fucking yellow and black asshole bug, sitting on my toe, just giving it hell. So, naturally, I screamed and flung my shoe off, which dislodged the little fucker and knocked him to the grass, where I proceeded to smash him to black and yellow goo with my sandal. All this was done while screaming "fuck!" at the top of my lungs. You might think I have over-reacted a touch, but you know what? FUCK YOU, that shit hurt!!!! I had never been stung by anything before. Ever! I've never had a spider bite, bee sting, snake bite, nothing! For such a tomboy who played in the woods and creek more than in her own house, I've apparently lived a terribly sheltered life. Enough on that. So, after swimming, I gave the kid some taco salad and took her to her daddy's. Then, I went by Mom's and hung out for about an hour. Sigrid wanted to meet me at Ric's later, so I went ahead and called Josh (Hopkins) to invite him along, as he's pretty funny when hes had a few. But alas, he was not home. He was out with Amy and some chick (not his mom) answered the phone and told me so. Well, after I hang up, she calls back and says that she just talked to Josh and he won't be home all night and that she doesn't want to sit around at his house alone and can she come to Ric's instead. I said ok. Upon hanging up, it occoured to me (and my Mum) that I had no idea who I'd just inited to Ric's! It could have been Josh's brother's girlfriend, Renee (see some previous blogs...), or his baby's mamma. Well, I figured I'd find out when I got there. It was Renee. Well, so we hung out and bullshitted at the bar for a bit. Till it closed, actually. You know, when shes not being a crazy-ass and hating my guts, she's pretty ok. :)
anxious
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