Not a bad weekend. Somewhat relaxing.
I spent Friday in my pajamas until about 5:00. Mom worked from home so all we did was hang out, watch TV and eat....oh and we cursed at the computer a few times, too. Friday night was my friend Dougs birthday party, so I traipsed over to Riverdale and hung out there for a good long while.
It's weird being around a shit-ton of couples [even though you're friends with most of them] and being one of the few people there without their partner. It...sucked.
Saturday I went to the gym [what else is new?], then hauled ass with the parents up to Rhode island. Had some good Chinese for dinner, then retired to the house for movies. Dad and I watched Kiss the Girls, Mom slept through most of it. Their bedroom is on the first floor of the house and mine is on the second/main level. It was dark and rainy, and the area we were in is pretty isolated. Every little noise or creak scared the crap out of me. So, I turned on my TV and popped in Connie and Carla. [It's pretty funny, if a little campy. definitely worth watching.]
Sunday morning I woke up early early early and made a fabulous ham and muenster cheese frittata with croissants, coffee and sliced mango for my Mom. Of course, she woke up shortly after the coffee started brewing and began to dictate kitchen policy. I poured her a cup o joe and politely told her to zip it.
Then we cleaned up and got ready to go see my Gramma in her new nursing home. Of course we stopped at my Uncle Chris' house first to get directions since we hadn't been there before. His wife proceeds to AMBUSH me with a shit ton of questions pertaining to my life, what I want to do with said life, my love interest, his age and whether he has children or not.
WHAT.
THE.
FUCK?
I really wonder where people who have taken no interest in me or my family in the 15 years they've been around us get off trying to get to know us NOW. I really don't give a rat's ass about this woman or her three children that I'm not related to; I simply tolerate them because they are my Uncle's family. She has no right to pry into my life like that! I felt so violated.
Anyway, we went to see Gramma and even though she is flourishing [as best as can be expected] it was pretty emotionally trying. I won't go into details now because I rehashed it last night with MissTyrios. Suffice to say I cried a lot.
Ohkay. I have to light a fire under my ass and go grab a little somethin' somethin' to bring to AlienPrincess' birthday bash tonight.
Hope you all had a rad weekend...
I spent Friday in my pajamas until about 5:00. Mom worked from home so all we did was hang out, watch TV and eat....oh and we cursed at the computer a few times, too. Friday night was my friend Dougs birthday party, so I traipsed over to Riverdale and hung out there for a good long while.
It's weird being around a shit-ton of couples [even though you're friends with most of them] and being one of the few people there without their partner. It...sucked.
Saturday I went to the gym [what else is new?], then hauled ass with the parents up to Rhode island. Had some good Chinese for dinner, then retired to the house for movies. Dad and I watched Kiss the Girls, Mom slept through most of it. Their bedroom is on the first floor of the house and mine is on the second/main level. It was dark and rainy, and the area we were in is pretty isolated. Every little noise or creak scared the crap out of me. So, I turned on my TV and popped in Connie and Carla. [It's pretty funny, if a little campy. definitely worth watching.]
Sunday morning I woke up early early early and made a fabulous ham and muenster cheese frittata with croissants, coffee and sliced mango for my Mom. Of course, she woke up shortly after the coffee started brewing and began to dictate kitchen policy. I poured her a cup o joe and politely told her to zip it.
Then we cleaned up and got ready to go see my Gramma in her new nursing home. Of course we stopped at my Uncle Chris' house first to get directions since we hadn't been there before. His wife proceeds to AMBUSH me with a shit ton of questions pertaining to my life, what I want to do with said life, my love interest, his age and whether he has children or not.
WHAT.
THE.
FUCK?
I really wonder where people who have taken no interest in me or my family in the 15 years they've been around us get off trying to get to know us NOW. I really don't give a rat's ass about this woman or her three children that I'm not related to; I simply tolerate them because they are my Uncle's family. She has no right to pry into my life like that! I felt so violated.
Anyway, we went to see Gramma and even though she is flourishing [as best as can be expected] it was pretty emotionally trying. I won't go into details now because I rehashed it last night with MissTyrios. Suffice to say I cried a lot.
Ohkay. I have to light a fire under my ass and go grab a little somethin' somethin' to bring to AlienPrincess' birthday bash tonight.
Hope you all had a rad weekend...
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petbot:
I hate Riverdale! My evil high school bf lived there. It is a bad place.
resa:
Yeah you are right. Men are dogs who should be begging at our feet and worshiping the ground we walk on. Not the other way around. I noticed comments can be read in public posts. Oh well I am not changing because of someone else to accomidate them or whatever. People should accept me for what I am and love me anyway. I just need to look on the brightside of things. I'm not really sure what it is yet but eventually I might? lol. I like the movie kiss the girls it's pretty good. 