My weekend!

Friday things started out kinda sucky, I found one of my favorite fish dead in the big tank. So I spent my morning getting the dead fish out and testing the water to see why my favorite fish was dead. At 11:45 I went and got my hair done. Bridget did a fabulous job. I LOVE LOVE LOVE my hair. If you live in the northern suburbs go see her at Jordan a salon/spa in Coon Rapids. She was a kick and a half, just what I needed after a traumatic morning. Back home I treated the issues in the big tank and started getting myself ready for my big night. I was excited, I did my nails like 4 times, tried on 6 different outfits. By the time Rob got home I was ready to burst out the door. We decided to have dinner at T.G.I Friday's, it was good... it was Friday's. We left for downtown at 7pm so we could have enough time to find parking. There was a t-wolves game that night as well. We find the LAST parking space in the lot behind First Ave but we still had 20 minutes before the doors open and an hour and 20 before the show started. We went across the street to Starbucks in Block E. We waited there before the DWI show last month. At 8:02 we go to the Entry... we are the first ones there. I felt like a dork but we got a table and I got my beer. Not 5 minutes later my buddies Shane and Mark came out. It was so good to see them, God knows I missed hanging out with the guys. Shane sat and talked to us for a good bit of time before the show. It was trippy watching the guys play again. It was cool catching up. Really cool. The show was great as well. But I didn't have any doubts. Rob ended up having a great time and kinda dug the music. After that I really think Rob understood why I was so eager to go. I can't wait until we can do that again. Shane has some shows coming up with his band, I am hoping we can make it to a few of those. And to make it an even greater night... I got to drink beer. Mmmmmm beer.

Saturday and Sunday weren’t all that exciting. We watched NASCAR and waited for the snow storm from hell to appear. And that it did. We got a foot and a half of nice heavy wet snow. But I didn’t have to work therefore I didn’t have to drive in all that. Mom did. She made it home in one piece.

Ahhh

After two solid weeks of not having a mistake free night I FINALLY had one. I have no idea what the hell was wrong, it's like every night something would fall out of my brain. I would come in the next day and I would hear "you loaded this backwards" or "you forgot to put ?????? in the schedule for today" . So I am praying that the spell is broken. I was starting to question my master control abilities. I mean I know I can be a flake sometimes…. But two weeks???


I need a vacation! I almost get one. I have Friday-Monday off.


Ok… back a few posts I told ya'll about how I was SO happy to be going to see Kingfield with my Music Buddy Bill. Well on Monday I was gathering my Mickey Mouse Platys ..
to take them to World of Fish to get credit so I could get more guppies. I had left a message with a hair stylist that my mom had recommended. You see I planned on getting all gussied up for Friday (almost like a real date if I wasn't married and going out with a married man) plus I haven't seen the guys in the band for about 8 years, and I needed an excuse to color my hair. So I had to find my cell phone incase Rob (the stylist not the hubby) called me back. When I found the phone I had a voice mail. I call thinking it's Rob giving me an appointment. It wasn't… it was Bill… telling me he has to go to Omaha (of all places) Friday night and can't go to the show with me. NOOOOOOOO!!!!! I only really wanted to go to the show with Bill. He WANTED to go. We were looking forward to hanging out... drinking beer... bonding... and seeing a good show. Hanging out with my boy. But no. I was so depressed that even getting a $50 credit for my Mickey's and 6 new fishes wasn't helping. It was noon and the stylist still hadn't called me back and I was getting down right pissy. Then my Hubby tells me that his work has changed his schedule this week and he will be home 5ish on Friday. "Great!" I yelled... "you can go to the show with me!!!!" He doesn't want to go, he isn't interested in the music but he is going because he loves me. Ok.. so I solved one problem but I still want to get my hair done. Tuesday morning and the stylist STILL hadn't called so I decided to just call the salon down the street, it will cost me more but they answered the phone and gave me an appointment. 26 hours after I called Rob the stylist called me back and said "Heather how does noon work for you" I said I was sorry but I had already made an appointment elsewhere.
The moral of this story is... Bill owes me beer for ditching me... My hubby is willing to insult his ears for me... and if you don't call me back I will take my business somewhere where they answer the phone.

On a REALLY good note Rob and I have been on the South Beach Diet for a bit now and I am down 11 pounds!!! YAY me!!!!!