This weekend was great. Friday we went school shopping, while dodging thunderstorms. I decided to stay in and hang out with my daughters and Stinky's boyfriend that night. It's weird to think that was our last Friday with Coadster as a full-time house resident. I made grilled cheese sandwiches and we watched a movie together and it was exactly what I wanted.
On Saturday I was productive. I ran and mowed my lawn and did some other yard work and some cleaning and scrubbed the lovely green mold off the siding in the front of my house. In the evening, I cleaned myself up and picked up my friends and we had a really nice dinner at the Motley Cow. A friend of mine owns it, and I used to hang out there quite a bit a few years ago. I still know some people who work there and the food and margaritas were wonderful. Best of all, the company and conversation were perfect. We were originally going to go dancing, but none of us were really up for it. We went to the Dublin instead and that was nice, but I was ready to go. When my friend told me she thought she'd stay out late and play pool, and I didn't need to wait around for her, I took off. I was exhausted.
I woke up today and the weather was incredible. The woman called and asked if I'd mow her lawn today. I hadn't planned on it, but I just dropped the other projects I had planned and got it done. I went to the store and then made my first batch of homemade pesto sauce. I love this time of year, when I can just go out to the garden and pick some organic basil right out of the garden and everything is so fresh. I went to my friend's house for a BBQ, with my friend Eggo, her husband and her son. It was such a nice evening.
I had to skip out early, because I promised Stinky and her boyfriend that we could watch scary movies outside on the porch. Stinky's boyfriend had never seen the original versions of Nightmare on Elm St and Halloween. We got through Nightmare, and Stinky said she was too scared to watch the other movie. We'll have to save that lovely treat for later.
Now, it's late and I'm exhausted. I'm off tomorrow again. We'll be packing, getting Coadster's last minute stuff and getting ready to ship her off to college on Tuesday. How is Summer over already? It was just May last week?