I delivered El Dento to the auto body place first thing this morning, and now I’m driving around in a brand new Mazda 6. It has less than 300 miles, has six-cylinders and a cool switchblade key thingy. My adorable little Mazda will be done tomorrow evening – hooray! Dent be gone!
I had a great weekend. I was so productive! I watched the draft, which is when the wonderful worlds of NCAA and NFL collide and I get to watch Chris Berman AND Kirk Herbstreit on the same show! Joy! I like the Steelers’ picks. I think it was smart to get another back. Willie Parker is great, but the life spans of those players and the beatings they take – ugh – we needed another power back. Okay, so it’s what, April? Almost May? We’ll say it’s May, which means football will be back in three short (long) months!!!
Kate was in town with her friend Kristen, so we went out to dinner and laid around and talked about boys. We were all sort of schlepping around, so we went to Remington Grill (great french fries if you’ve never been there) and back to her place for one last evening of wine on her blue couches. I couldn’t drink much cause I was playing chauffeur later in the evening, but it was good. Kinda bittersweet, though, because I was reminded of how much I miss having Kate in town.
This was also the weekend of Kristen’s surprise birthday party! Eeeeeeee! You don’t even know how hard it was for me to keep it a secret! I can’t keep surprises. I get too excited and spill the beans or give the gift early or whatever. I’m just not good at that kind of stuff, but Kristen was totally surprised and it was great! I got all kinds of random, colorful decorations (including bright daisies all over the place), so it kinda looked like Rainbow Bright came and handled the decorating duties. I had the party for her birthday, but asked everyone to bring baby gifts. The yet-to-be-named baby is going to be a posh little dresser! And we put baby names into a cup to try to help the Engels out. My favorites were Charles Ambrose and Samuel Ryan. Others, such as James Bond Engel, were also suggested. Sam is my pick So, yeah. Fun times. It was a casual, relaxed little shin-dig and I think everyone had fun.
My freaking air conditioner crapped out! Boo! It happened once before, soon after I moved into the complex. It happened over Memorial Day weekend, actually. Wow, that weekend… So, anyway, now I have a ghetto air conditioner in my apartment, which I affectionately call the g-unit. I went home for lunch and the maintenance man (MM) was working on it again, and I was a little peeved. I’m really tired and the MM was in there all day Saturday while I was trying to clean and stuff. Then he was in there Sunday during the day, and right after he left 14 people slowly started showing up at my place, with the last one leaving around Midnight. Great, no problem. Then I go home for lunch and the freaking MM was in there again! I was like, “Dude! I just want to be at home by myself for like 10 minutes, ok?” But of course I didn’t say that. He asked if I wanted him to leave, saying he just needed to pack up all of his equipment, but I told him it was okay to stay – didn’t bother me at all. And I offered him a cupcake. Blah. Petty, I know. Tonight I’m going to eat eggs for dinner, I am NOT going to the gym (I’m being so good about going – seriously!) and I’m going to drink Pepsi and watch Dancing With the Stars and Jon and Kate Plus Eight and paint my nails. Yeah, I’m a nerd and I’m okay with that.
My desk at work is fixed! There was a keyboard tray that I wasn’t using (cause I have a lappy), but because it was there, my legs didn’t fit beneath my desk. Although pretty tall (5’8″), all my height is in my legs. I have monkey arms and monkey legs. It makes buying pants a challenge to say the least. So, yeah, now I’m much more comfortable – yay!
Hmmm… what other random stuff can I talk about? Oh, how about that guy in Austria who kept his daughter in a basement and had seven kids with her! It seriously sounds like a horor flick. My God. What’s wrong with people? I can’t imagine what it would be like to be in any of their shoes – the dad, daughter, kids, mother, etc… Geeze.
Some of the gals…
Jager shots! (and me and Danielle in our pregnant dresses)