Weekend Recap

Good Monday Morning, or just Monday Morning, whichever is more appropriate. My weekend was a whirlwind and therefore to make sense of it, I am going to summarize.

***WARNING***
This will be a total and complete bitch-fest. I am cranky, tired, and dizzy. Deal with it.

Friday night started great. Threw a couple of horseshoes and kicked some ass. Then I went home and cried, because I was sitting at home, alone, with my three dogs, crocheting and watching Whoopie pretend to be a nun. Beyond depressing.

Up bright and early for class on Saturday. Wore my shoes in the classroom and sat through the longest three hours of "pathology review" in my entire life. It was really a joke. I lost count, but trust me when I say that at least half of the "review" was "um", "and stuff", and "I think." The TA that was present was a Chester. There is no other way to put it. A camo hunting cap, a Magnum PI mustache and the nastiest hands I have ever seen. I about jumped off the table when he tried to touch me. I don't think so dude. Raced home to shower and get to the Nephew's brithday party. Got there just in time for cake & ice cream. Left shortly after that only to go home, dose up on Advil PM and crash.

Sunday morning I overslept. Ran to the store to get mother-in-law's present. Spent more money than we have to spend. Oh well. Ran to pick up my grandmother who forgot I said 11, not 10 and was standing by the door of her facility for an hour waiting for us. Oiy. Had lunch with the fam. Ate guacamole and realized that I am still allergic to it. Joy. Blew off the Lieutenant's grandma to take an hour nap. Had dinner with MIL and watched a few episodes of Rescue Me. Crashed at 9:00pm.

I was a bit emotional yesterday as I was asked at least 90 times if this was my first mothers day, as in, aren't you knocked up yet? Just a little twist here, a dash of salt there, and you have one hell of a heartache. Bah.

I am tired today, I keep having dizzy spells that force me to grab on to the most stationary thing within my reach and I feel like ass. We all know it isn't because I am knocked up, so what gives? Gah. I hate the world today.