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"In the end, only kindness matters..."

I took the lazy way out and have not blogged in a few days, and now, with my belly full after dinner with my in-laws and Pete dead to the world on the couch, it's time to sit and empty my brain!

Thursday night was not of any real consequence, I was just too tired to blog after I watched all of my shows (which is, of course, my number one Thursday night priority!). So I went to bed without blogging- not that it made a difference but I have been sleeping like absolute crap lately. But anyway...

Here's my photo from Thursday- the gals and I had a "spa night" and I put their hair up so that in the morning when I took it down, they would have crimps (Anna) and waves (Ellie)! We also did manicures and had a "spa dinner" of finger sandwiches, tea, and fruit salad! The next day, when I took their hair down, they were thrilled with the results!

Friday was alternately stupid, awesome, and horrible. It was stupid because I had only lost 1.2 lbs over the past week- I was so frustrated after having my ass at the gym EVERY MORNING and meeting with the Fitness Wench EVERY NIGHT! So when the lady said that I had only lost a pound, it was hard not to be disappointed. In fact, I might have sulked about it for most of the day. Meh.

Thankfully, I had the midnight release of the "Twilight" DVD and an Applebee's night with my best gals to look forward to! Applebee's was a blast! Shelly, Carmen, Marla and myself talked, ate, laughed hysterically, and had a deep discussion about merkins. Oh yes, we talked merkins at the dinner table. Top all of that off with outstanding service by our favorite Applebee's server, Brian, and it was a great night!

Sadly though, sometime between talking about merkins and Brian thinking I asked for smegma instead of Splenda, my phone rang. It was the doctor who handled Mom-Mom's discharge from the hospital. His being a complete dick, I could handle. But his feeling that the cardiologist overstepped his boundaries by suggesting further testing, his opinion that Mom-Mom needs to go on hospice, and his obvious irritation that I dared to have questions for him ("You realize that I am a physician.") made the conversation difficult to hear and difficult to have.

Even though I was absolutely seething with anger, I got myself together and joined my gals back at the table. We ate some more and laughed some more and then before we knew it, it was T-minus 40 minutes to Edward! So off we went to Wal-Mart, and after chilling out in a VERY long line, we each had a copy of "Twilight" in our hot little hands!

Woo hoo!

After my late night, I got home and went straight to bed, but I am still sleeping like crap (I always do at the change of seasons) so I was up again at 9am. So, I went to my favorite spot, Barnes and Noble, so I could get the Special Edition "Twilight". they were sold out of them by the time we got to the front of the line at Wal-Mart, and there was no way I was going to go without that special "The Making Of..." segments! I mean, really? How DO they make Edward soooooo delicious?

I was back home by 10:00am, so I set about the not too small task of cleaning our apartment. It is amazing how fast the places just goes to shit if I get lazy about keeping things neat. It took forever to get the place presentable, and before I knew it, it was time to grab a shower and then start making dinner, since my mother- and father-in-law were coming over for dinner for the first time.

Dinner was great! My turkey meatloaf came out well and everyone had a great night chatting and eating! They brought a cheesecake from McMillan's bakery,and while not the best thing points-wise to eat, I truly enjoyed my little piece!

I had wanted to hang our gorgeous sign-in board from our wedding in the hall, but Pete was having trouble getting a screw into the stud behind the wall, so he asked his father to help him out. The boys fussed and drilled and banged around for a big, but somehow, my picture is still not hung and this was all the evidence left of their hard work:


So, thus far, it has been a relatively good weekend! And I still have a day left to go- a new twist in my world of uni-employment!


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