just another manic Monday! I think I would rather have a Monday off rather than a Friday. There is just something about waking up on Sunday and realizing you don't have to go to work the next day.
As for the weekend it was REALLY REALLY nice. Jeremy worked a 1/2 day on Friday and spent the rest of the day with Constance. Wait, he spent pretty much
all weekend with her. It was a nice and much needed break for me.
Friday, I got the house cleaned. I mean DEEP cleaned. You know where you take out all your pots and pans and Tupperware and throw away all that you don't need or are missing parts? You know the kid of cleaning, where you are vacuuming and mopping and bleaching everything you see, and don't see but can reach.
That was my Friday. We hung out on the back patio pretty much all night and roasted hot dogs and just chatted the night away. Romantic (if you are into that kind of stuff, which I am
not, it is gross ;)
Saturday entailed pretty much me running errands everywhere. Jeremy was putting in a ceiling fan for Constance's room and doing all the baby resisting I have had on his list for many months now. I ran to get a gate for our stairs, which ended up being the WRONG one, so I had to go to another store 15 miles away to get the "right" one. Had to run to Costco to get some items for a BBQ, had to run to Lowes to get some light bulbs for said light, Jeremy broke all the lights, so I have to run BACK to Walmart and get more lights. Then off to a bbq and fireworks show at Grammies and Papa's. She loves fireworks, just not any that make noise. She was mesmerized by the shooting lights and sparkles, but as soon as we set off one that had noise....she was in instant tears. She passed out before we got to watch the city fireworks, but that was ok. I was in heaven sitting there with her asleep in my lap watching the show. PERFECT evening.
Sunday, more cleaning. I mean the DEEP cleaning. The bedroom cleaning that tends to get neglected because how often do you have to clean it because someone is coming over? I cleaned out our closet, which I am actually ashamed to say I took out a TRUCK full of clothes. Seriously, I had 2 bags, the HUGE 55 gallon ones, that went to the garbage. I also had 2 bags, the HUGE 55 gallon ones, that is headed to the DI. I think Jeremy was disgusted by it, but it had to be done. I had clothes from when we first met, almost 7 years ago! I guess one good thing about doing all that work and cleaning is he can now see what clothes I
really have that fit and are in good condition. Not many. Shopping time! Only stipulation is he has to go with me. I know, sounds bizzar right? He wants to make sure I get good quality clothes that will last, not just whatever I can find that fits OK on the clearance rack. Can't I just shop more for Constance? It is much funner.
I feel like summer has officially hit. From now until Christmas it seems like we have something planned. We are headed to my parents' house this Friday and Saturday for a little family reunion. Only to rush back Saturday night to host a big dinner/fight party for Jeremy's birthday (this Thursday). All are invited to come, it is going to be a BLAST! We are cooking up some delicious food around 6 pm, the fights start at 8 pm. We understand not everyone is into the UFC so please come and have some dinner anyway, we understand if you don't stay for the fights!!!!