I. am. so. tired.
I need a weekend to help me rest from my weekend.
Friday, we had Jesse's family over for dinner. No small feat because we had at least 20 people here. Grilled shrimp and fish and all other various side stuffs..... we didn't get to bed til 2 AM. Jesse's family is a bunch of partyers. LOL
Saturday was my brothers' gig. at a bar. He's 15. Don't ask me how that works, but whatever. He's in a band with some of his friends....and he plays bass guitar. He's not bad for just having started a few months ago, and the lead singer, Enrique, is really pretty good. All in all it was kinda weird to be at a bar with my brother.....lol....but there were 4 bands that played, and the 2nd band was really really good (because I like Industrial Screamo type music). After I decided I had been there long enough to absorb 'funky bar smell', we took off to pick up the kids and then drive back to Jesse's parents house to say goodbye since they were going back to Mexico on Sunday morning.
Sunday.... we woke up late, but then....we had to go pick up some furntire that had come in and then go for groceries. Now, I love to shop for groceries. LOVE. IT. BUT......I don't mess around with a wimpy shopping trip. No, sir. I'm a shopper. Three hours later, we had two carts full. ::yawn:: I was ready to crawl onto a shelf in the bread aisle and have myself a nap. (but Jesse said people probably wouldn't appreciate me squishing the bread. tsk. picky people.) So then we drive home and unload and put away all the groceries. In the midst of that, my dearest friend calls that she's gonna come over and pick up a walker for her amazingly gorgeous baby girl (see picture)
sooooooo......I hurry up and put the groceries away and cleaned the house and thennnnn got me some baby time (OK.....I really need a baby.).
After that, we had some boxed pizza, watched Dallas clobber the Bears in a very sad sad way, and then went to bed.