At the Dublin on Homecoming.
Friday night was wonderful. We went on our date to that restaurant and it was lovely. We had some tuna as an appetizer and then shared our entrees and a bottle of Zinfandel. It was still warm enough to sit outside and the guy really liked the place and the ambiance.
Me among the pumpkins.
Saturday was a lazy day. I woke up and took Stinky to work and came home just as Close Encounters of the Third Kind was starting. Of course, I had no choice but to watch the whole thing. I ran my 6 mile route, did some laundry but not a whole hell of a lot else.
We took the tractor tour of the orchard.
I was in kind of a mood on Saturday night. The guy and I planned to go to the Dublin as a couple for the first time. I liked to call it our coming out ball. It just happened to be Homecoming and the place was packed. Most of my favorite girlfriends were out, but I was a little overwhelmed to be able to talk to everyone. I finally got to a point where I had to take off, or my head would explode.
Stinky picking apples.
On Sunday I realized what my moodiness had been about the night before. That's right. Churlita's migraine came to town. It was a vicious one that took all of the migraine meds I was allowed to take to quell..For the most part. Stinky and I went to the apple orchard today. It was chilly at first but then got really nice out.
We had a fun afternoon together and got to talk and pick apples and hang out, which doesn't happen very often. We went to Panera's for lunch and had soup, bread and lemonade before she went to work.
I stopped off at G.'s house to talk to her and D. before G takes off for Mexico for a week tomorrow. After that, I was officially wiped out and had to go home to rest before I picked up Stinky from work and her boyfriend came over and we ate cheeseburgers for dinner.
Aside from the migraine, it was a great weekend. I hope yours was too.