Busy Busy Bee

It is now t-minus 28 days until Salt and Pepper's wedding. Then another 8 days until my cousin's wedding. What will I be doing with my weekends from here on out, you ask...well, that's simple: too many things to count and still be sane.

1) This weekend, shopping with my mom and aunt for clothes/shoes/and anything else our hearts desire.
2) Next weekend, Salt's bridal shower with family
3) Weekend of the 9th, Salt's bachelorette party/Pure Romance Party. Guaranteed to be a good time, I want to see all her friends start squirming when the Pure Romance ladies bring out "the big guns" Lol. After that we're all headed out on the town.
4) Weekend of the 16th. Commencement-time, complete with Michelle Obama speaking, I'm volunteering. I really must remember sun screen, don't want to be looking all red for the first wedding, which brings me to,
5)Weekend of the 23rd--Wedding #1--I'm doing a reading. It's at a winery, so the wine will be a-flowin.' Yesterday I asked Wino if he's been practicing dancing, he laughed at me. I told him he has to dance with me at least once at each wedding.
6) Weekend of the 30th--Wedding #2--I'm handing out the favors and manning the guest book. It's going to take some strong arming, because some people might get unruly. If anyone tears my dress...its on!

Speaking of: here's my dress. That's right biotches: as seen in High School Musical 3. Boo yah! Mine is the green version of the dress. I had no idea when I bought it that it was in HSM, I was half tempted to return it, but David's Bridal has a strict "no returns" policy. So I will wear the dress, but only because I look damn good in it!

Allergies Abound

So everyone has had a long week right? The kind of week that just crawls by, making you feel down and desolate. Guh, I hate those kind of weeks. Add on top of that the fact that a strong (and I do mean strong) wind blew through the area last weekend and kicked up all sorts of allergies in my system.

I've been spending my days dealing with a nasty sore throat, runny nose and general fatigue. By night I take a Claritin, and sleep like I haven't slept in months. I wake up feeling like crap and begin the cycle again. Joy.

My goal for this weekend is to do away with these allergies that have taken away my feeling of goodness. I will dip them in cement and then toss them to the bottom of...well, of something. There aren't many places with water around here. Perhaps I'll just flush them down the toilet. But alas, I fear they will come back, the wind is a-blowin' out there as we speak and the little buggers are waiting to invade again. Curse you San Joaquin Valley with your bad air and dustiness!

Sleep Walkin' in the USA

So, something few people know about me: I sleep walk when I'm stressed. Actually, it's not so much sleep walking, usually I wake up mid-dream and think it is still going on and real. I'm physically awake most times, my brain just takes a while to wake up. The odd thing is that I'm conscious for most of my wanderings.

This week has been particularly stressful due to several family emergencies, one for Wino and one for myself. Wino has left the state to attend to said emergencies, and I'm at home tending to my own and to his flat and the kitties. I have been feeling pretty alone without him around, and I've been in a funk of my own creation since before he left. As a result I've been sleep walking. I had my first experience of this where I wasn't actually awake, and didn't realize I had wandered until I woke up the next morning. It was strange and new territory for me.

Saturday cannot get here sooner.

Sewing with the Devil

So I realized that I haven't update my ever-so-witty blog of late. Well, there's a simple reason for that. There's not been much to be witty about. Work is work (and incredibly slow of late) life is life, and keeps chugging along.
Most exciting news I have is that I am attempting to be domesticated. I'm taking a sewing class on Saturday, and I'm getting to know my new sewing machine, now aptly named El Diablo.
See, me and El Diablo got into an argument last night over a spare part that I thought should be applicable to any of the other footy thing-a-ma-jigs. So after swearing at him for a few minutes, and frightening Wino with my psychotic rants and throwing the spare part onto the kitchen table, I finally gave up, and began to pack El Diablo into the new shiny (and now undeserved) case I had purchased. Upon clearing off the table, I happened across the instructions for said spare part, and sure enough, I was right!
El Diablo and I are now on friendly terms, I wouldn't say we're BFFs, but I am willing to pick up where I left off last night, and try to figure out how to sew a straight line before Saturday when I get to make a pair of lounge pants. I'm interested to see how these pants will fare once Saturday is over...

Headaches Aplenty

No, these are not metaphorical headaches. On the contrary, these are actual mind-blowing headaches that I've had since Sunday evening. Allergies are a bitch! Sinus head aches are the worst because nothing you do gets rid of them. I made several trips to the grocery store since Sunday trying to find something to remedy this pain.

I ended up buying nasal decongestant pills, nasal spray and a NetiPot. Gross? You ask. You betcha! It feels like you inhaled swimming pool water. AND it didn't help the headache in the least.

I have been debilitated for the last two days because of this darn headache, and today when I thought I finally had it under control...it's back! Now, after I made the trek into work this morning. I get to drive home. My long hour home with a headache. Joy of joys.

Weekends To Be Proud Of

Nah, not really. My weekends are easily forgotten for the most part. Unless I travel, but of late even travelling does not prove memorable just because I go to the same old places all the time. At least I make it out of the house right?

I bought Raving Rabbids TV Party a couple weekends ago and that did prove for some interesting party time. When you get 4 uncoordinated adults together for a party game there's always a laugh to be had, especially when alcohol is involved.

Speaking of alcohol, I found Hypnotic for $24.99 at Savemart last night. One bottle of that junk is normally $35, this was a Christmas pack with 2 very cute glasses. I was overjoyed!

'Tis the season to begin shopping for gifts for various members of family and friends. Luckily I don't see too many of my friends this time of year so I get to save money on their gifts. I do have to buy for my boyfriend's (who shall now be referred to as Wino) family, but we're splitting the cost of many things. Wino and I have already swapped gifts (thanks to NaNoWriMo, I wanted a NetBook and got one as an early gift).

This weekend will be just as unmemorable...we will get together tonight for some form of yummy food (I've been hearing murmerings of Indian...mmm), we'll come back try to figure out what to do...Wino and gang will hit the wine, I'll try to get everyone on board for a rousing game of something-or-other, then we'll settle down to watch SNL, of which Wino will be the only one left awake. Ah...Saturday nights!

Leftovers

Amazingly this year, after my three Thanksgiving festivities, I was left with no leftovers sent home with me. I am personally overjoyed by this fact, because, while I love me some turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing and pumpkin pie, I hate hauling home the leftovers. They always end up so dry and tasteless the next few days. It's almost as though Thanksgiving gives these normally dry, bland foods some magical moist and yummy quality. Go figure.

Foggy season is upon us apparently. This is my first year commuting 100+ miles a day and this will determine whether I move up north to avoid the weather. I'm hoping not, I am happy where I am, and I certainly don't want to figure out how to have a long distance relationship. Tonight when I came home the fog was blissfully absent, however there was the weird mist that descended upon the valley that was enough to keep my windshield wipers going the whole drive. Hopefully it wont get much worse than this in the months to follow, I don't really want to live out of a hotel.