Its the day after Mother’s day and I’m recovering from doing absolutely not much.
The highlights of my weekend include:
Sleeping 12 hours straight Friday night (I’m a 6 hour, at best, person).
Taking a 90 minute nap after being up from said 12 hours of sleep for 2 hours. Seriously.
Eating a sleeve of Thin Mints for dinner on Saturday. (When I told Blue Eyes he said “no way! That’s one of my favorite meals!”. I knew we were kindred spirits. As a side note he had a Butterfinger Blizzard for dinner Saturday night).
Eating Reese’s peanut butter cups for breakfast first thing Sunday morning. And I mean first thing. I stood up from bed, saw them sitting on my nightstand and said ” yeah that’s what’s for breakfast!”
Meeting my bestie for a beer at a local tap house where we caught up since its been awhile.
The oldest didn’t come home for the weekend which, in and of itself is a gift. He invited me to come down to Eugene for the day but I couldn’t afford gas or the expense of taking us out to Mothers day brunch, lunch or dinner so I passed. He also asked me for money on Saturday instead of waiting until Mothers day. I liked that.
The youngest got up before 11 and scolded me for “cleaning” on mothers day. I wasn’t cleaning. I was picking something up, but everyone views things differently.
As you can see nothing extravagant went on in my world but it was a very nice weekend all the same. I didn’t run but I did workout a couple times and I got homework done. Not enough, sadly. I’ve come to the realization that I will be taking a couple days off work soon to finish (ha! I mean start) a couple final projects due three weeks from now. There. Is. Not. Enough. Time. In. The. Day.
In other news my summer is shaping up nicely. After the marathon. I will be camping with a couple girlfriends on the Metolius River in July. Even though I don’t camp. I said yes out of love for these women. That’s it. Turns out only one of us likes to camp in the real sense. The other one took it upon herself to make “camping arrangements” for us here. That’s our cabin. #9. That is camping I can get behind! Hello granite countertops!
Blue Eyes is taking me to see Journey in July. I’ve loved Journey since I was a teenager. Was sure I would marry Steve Perry. Thankful that didn’t work out since he didn’t age well. I’m excited to see them. They are coming with Steve Miller which is odd to me, even though I like Steve Miller.
The Counting Crows are here in August. I told Blue Eyes this about four months ago when I was notified about the presale. He thought we should go. After I saw the ticket prices I said no. Not in my budget. He casually mentioned a couple weeks ago that he bought those tickets too. I. Love. Him. I love Counting Crows too.
A couple weeks ago Blue Eyes informed that Soundgarden and Nine Inch Nails would be here the week after Counting Crows. I looked at the price point for presale tickets and determined $115 to $175 was definitely outside of my budget. He agreed with me. I love Chris Cornell and Soundgarden rarely tours, but damn.
Last Friday as Blue Eyes and I sat in the Chinese Gardens together and watched it rain and hail he said “oh, yeah, forgot to tell you I got tickets…”
It made me laugh. In his Match.com profile it clearly stated he “loved live music.”. So I guess that’s truth in advertising and I knew what I was getting into when I married him.
Until next time people!