The girls on their last day of camp together. They almost look like they like each other, don't they?
Well, kids. It's too late for me to be awake on a Sunday night, but here I am. After all the craziness on Friday, I made a point to just chill the rest of the weekend. On Saturday, Coadster came back from camp for good and she was exhausted. Since I was still pretty zoned out as well, we went out for lunch and then turned into zombie girls and stared at all the CD's we wanted at record stores. I actually bought a Todd Rundgren and a James Gang CD. Which is pretty good, considering all the thousands of CD's I would buy if I ever trip over a trust fund or winning lotto ticket. Stinky was downtown with her best friend, and she called me every five minutes to tell me she ran into someone I knew and pass along their message to me. Was it only last week that I was declaring my love to my cell phone? Hmmm.
Saturday night I went over to Mr Dateman's and ate burritos and watched some of the first season of My Name is Earl. It was about perfect. I declared today a day of rest. I have no idea why I was so tired, but I got almost nothing done.
Next week, I have to work all five days. I know - wah fucking wah. Especially when I'm taking the whole week off after that. But even now, it seems like there will be a lot of running around tomorrow. After work, I'll take Stinky and her friend to the County fair and pick Coadster up from the booth where she's volunteering. She's going to babysit for my ex-boyfriend at six. I told him not to pay her too much, but it doesn't sound like he'll listen to me. Hopefully, I'll get to hang out with Mr Dateman in the evening and slow things down a little.
Okay, I just read this post and I think it wins the award for the most mundane and unfunny blog entry ever written. I guess all I can do is go with my strengths. Hey, at least I didn't have a grown man ask me to dress him the rest of the weekend.