weekend mish style...
friday: get off work at 5:00pm and meet strongmad. begin drinking olys and shots of jameson like a sailor... shots of jameson start getting larger as the bartenders realize said shots are for me and not strongmad. strongmad 's lady meets us and we go eat thai food... at this point things become fuzzy and strongmad's lady drives our drunk asses home... i soon realize i've lost my keys... bad drunk mish... call roomies.... they arrive a little while later and let my drunk ass into our house.
saturday: wake up at 6:45am in a panic... what day is today??? saturday? feew!!! i don't have to be to work in an hour... try to sleep more... wake up at 9:00am. call strongmad leave him a message saying things are fuzzy and i'm missing my keys. any clues as to where they are??? call ex. ex graciously agrees to bus out to pick my car up at my work and drive it to my house... ex arrives. we go pick up hopey's son cameron, so i can help him pick out a present for her for mother's day... cameron and i pick out a lovely red purse for hopey and we head out to my hair appointment... cameron plays while i get my hair cut and colored and we wait for hopey to arrive... i begin to feel sick and while my liver and will are strong, my stomach is weak... seeing my face my hairdresser the super duper awesome lo takes pity on me and gives me something fizzy for hangovers... hopey arrives and makes me take a walk of shame out to the car with her so i can get cam's carseat out of my car... cam and hopey make fun of me because i'm wearing a shower cap and cape. sweet... i run home and pick dogface killah up as i have promised to meet lo at the dogpark since i had no cash on me for my haircut... rush out to dogpark... dog steals stella's dogtoy... stella doesn't care so neither do i... we leave and stella is literally dog tired. she whines till i lift her in the car. i think i know how you feel kid... get home and crash on the bed knowing i have freckle and aperock's post wedding party to go to... text strongmad and tell him that i'm laming out... get texted that i officially "suck"... too tired to care and pass out.
sunday: get up and workout... get a call from my mom guilting me because i'm not already at my parents house celebrating her day. (my mother and most catholic mothers i know are black belts in guilt btw.) tell her i'm working out and that i'll be there shortly... grab the dog and ex and head to oly... spend the day pigging out and give her my gift which she declares "beautiful" and says "she's never seen anything like it." (it was a sterling silver pendant in the shape of a snowflake with tiny shamrocks in it signifing both her viking/minnesotian heritage and my father/her kids irishness.)... drive back to seattle and crash.
so how was your weekend???
friday: get off work at 5:00pm and meet strongmad. begin drinking olys and shots of jameson like a sailor... shots of jameson start getting larger as the bartenders realize said shots are for me and not strongmad. strongmad 's lady meets us and we go eat thai food... at this point things become fuzzy and strongmad's lady drives our drunk asses home... i soon realize i've lost my keys... bad drunk mish... call roomies.... they arrive a little while later and let my drunk ass into our house.
saturday: wake up at 6:45am in a panic... what day is today??? saturday? feew!!! i don't have to be to work in an hour... try to sleep more... wake up at 9:00am. call strongmad leave him a message saying things are fuzzy and i'm missing my keys. any clues as to where they are??? call ex. ex graciously agrees to bus out to pick my car up at my work and drive it to my house... ex arrives. we go pick up hopey's son cameron, so i can help him pick out a present for her for mother's day... cameron and i pick out a lovely red purse for hopey and we head out to my hair appointment... cameron plays while i get my hair cut and colored and we wait for hopey to arrive... i begin to feel sick and while my liver and will are strong, my stomach is weak... seeing my face my hairdresser the super duper awesome lo takes pity on me and gives me something fizzy for hangovers... hopey arrives and makes me take a walk of shame out to the car with her so i can get cam's carseat out of my car... cam and hopey make fun of me because i'm wearing a shower cap and cape. sweet... i run home and pick dogface killah up as i have promised to meet lo at the dogpark since i had no cash on me for my haircut... rush out to dogpark... dog steals stella's dogtoy... stella doesn't care so neither do i... we leave and stella is literally dog tired. she whines till i lift her in the car. i think i know how you feel kid... get home and crash on the bed knowing i have freckle and aperock's post wedding party to go to... text strongmad and tell him that i'm laming out... get texted that i officially "suck"... too tired to care and pass out.
sunday: get up and workout... get a call from my mom guilting me because i'm not already at my parents house celebrating her day. (my mother and most catholic mothers i know are black belts in guilt btw.) tell her i'm working out and that i'll be there shortly... grab the dog and ex and head to oly... spend the day pigging out and give her my gift which she declares "beautiful" and says "she's never seen anything like it." (it was a sterling silver pendant in the shape of a snowflake with tiny shamrocks in it signifing both her viking/minnesotian heritage and my father/her kids irishness.)... drive back to seattle and crash.
so how was your weekend???
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mattereaterlad:
Strangely enough, exactly the same! Except for the dogface killah part.
acidevangelist:
You will be happy to hear that I finally purchased Boondock Saints, and will be viewing it on Saturday.