I'm So Tired of Playing, Playing With This Bow and Arrow

My friend Kris tattooed Coadster.

This weekend didn't turn out at ALL as I had planned. I decided to just go with it, not look back and enjoy the ride. You know what? It turned out to be a fantastic weekend. I have a ton of photos, so I'll try and write less and let the photos speak for themselves...I'm sure you will all appreciate that.

Kris getting the gun ready.

On Friday, it turned out that my friend wasn't going to come and visit me after all. At about the time that was being decided, a HUGE storm blew through town, downing trees and wiping out some people's electricity. My friends D and G lost their power, and since I still had mine and I just happened to have extra food and beer, I invited them over to eat with us. We had chicken fajitas, de gallo salsa, guac and strawberry shortcake and drank beer and then watched a girl movie. Then they went downtown to the bar and I stayed home. We got even more thunderstorms and I watched Shutter Island by myself. It was really cool and creepy.

Kris getting Coadster prepped and ready for her tat.

I decided to give myself a nice relaxing day on Saturday. We ran errands, then I ran for real and mowed the lawn and did it all slowly with long breaks in between each chore.

The finished tattoo. It is a symbol of Coadster's astrological sign - Taurus.

At 3 we went to my friend Kris' shop to get Coadster her tattoo. She was a little nervous, but she had both Kris and I there to support her through it. She did great, and the tattoo turned out really cool.

It took what seemed like a ton of people and several hours to get the fire started with wet wood.

At 6 o'clock, I dropped Stinky off at Eggo's so she could babysit and then I picked K. up and then headed to our friend L's birthday party. L lives in this amazing house out in the country. There was great food and good friends and we had a wonderful time.

An attempt at a fake Christmas card pic by the fireplace. I obviously couldn't stop laughing.

Right before we were getting ready to go, we stepped inside their amazing house to use the bathroom, but had to look around while we were there. Of course, we used the opportunity to take fake senior, prom and Christmas card pics. At one point D called me to see where we were. When I told her what we were doing she said, "Okay. I'll be right up."

After the shenanigans, I dropped the girls off at the Dublin and went home.

What I woke up to on Sunday.

On Sunday I took Stinky to work and noticed that we had been TP'ed. When I went to clean it up I saw that they squirted ketchup, syrup and egged my front porch and door. The Toilet paper was thrown around pretty haphazardly and when they realized they couldn't reach the branches of the trees, they just left the full rolls on our lawn. When I commented to Stinky that it must be the lamest TP'ers I've ever seen, both Stinky and I said at the same time. "It must have been guys. Girls are so much more thorough."

My front porch. Eek!

I cleaned up the porch, then did some yard work and decided to spend the rest of the day cleaning my house and then giving myself an hour to read my book on the porch. In the middle of that, I got a call from G asking me to meet them at Shakespeare's bar and grill to eat appetizers with her and D. I originally declined the offer because I was broke and thought I should stick to my plan, then G said they wanted it to be their treat for feeding them and they also wanted to fill me in on what happened at the bar last night. So, how could I refuse? We had a great late lunch of salty fried food. When we ordered, D told the waitress, "We're going to order a ton of bad food, so don't judge us." The waitress assured us she wouldn't. If anything, she was jealous.

Oh, and Happy Father's Day to all you dad's out there! I hope it was a good one.