lilfleur

The weekend went much better than Friday's indication would have left me to believe. Had dinner on Friday night then after work, one must play, and play we did. Rolled in about 3 a.m., and fell into bed. Saturday, after the gym, I went shopping with my niece for her prom. Of all the people in her life, she wanted her Aunt Stacey to take her, I'm going to ignore the comment my brother made about Aunt Stacey not caring how much the dress cost and that's why she picked me. She's only going to have ONE junior prom. Shopping for a dress was much more than I thought it was going to be, and after nearly 7 hours, we had it everything. I even let her pick out cute new underthings, with her word to God she would be the only one who would see them that night. Aunt Stacey's not stupid, however, I'm sure brother will do just fine in threatening the boy enough for the both of us. Saturday night I wanted to kinda lay low, so I grabbed some girlfriends and we were going to a coffee shop to listen to some music, only to find out that our coffee shop was now a place displaying bad grunge music. Sorry, true grunge music died with Nirvana, my humble opinion. So, we got a couple bottles of wine and had a girls night in. After a few glasses, I dropped the hint that I might be moving to Chicago soon. It didn't go over well, I'll try again sober. Sunday, I spent the day catching up on work and doing the family dinner thing. Then Sunday nights, it's my phone date with my girl Josephene after The L Word. And that's my weekend. Not too shabby.