Is laziness an excuse to be late? Just asking… Last night, I remembered I needed to do a blog, but instead I ate ice cream and watched a movie with Wizard By then the fireworks had transformed out neighborhood in the sound effects for a war movie and Maggie was scared. I couldn’t even get her outside to potty. Well I got her out by dragging her on a leash, but when I told her to “potty” her response was to flattered her body into the grass like she was the star of the war movie and trying to evade gunfire. By 11pm fireworks were still going off, but she willingly went in her kennel. It’s tucked in a corner, so she felt relatively safe. I went to bed and tried not to do anything silly like sleep and miss a single minute of all the geniuses setting off as many illegal fireworks as humanly possible in a drought-ridden tinderbox area in the name of patriotism.
Otherwise, we had a very good weekend. Saturday was like a day that happened. Then Sunday I ran out to Kohls and found white jeans that fit. I’ve missed having those in my closet enough to fork out full price. Yep, Cheap Jen paid full price! I know…we’re all trying to deal with the shock.
Poor Cheap Jen is even more upset because I’ve been telling Wizard I want a boat. We’re not getting a boat, but if I were going to pick a recreational type of craft, it’d be a boat. You’d never get me off the lake. I’d looked like a crinkly old wizard with frizzy hair and a beer belly in a bikini. It doesn’t even matter that I hate beer. But a boat is just a fun dream–along with my beach cottage with white sand for a front yard.
Um…did I get off topic? So back to Sunday…we went to a BBQ place for dinner, came home and I did pretzel yoga–that is not a real thing, but I did this yoga online class that tried to twist me into a pretzel shape. Friends, I learned something; you cannot twist a pear shape into a pretzel I keep hoping I will turn into taffy that can handle any shape, but I suspect that, like my boat and beach cottage–my taffy dream is not going to happen.
I also tussled with the book. This weekend I lost more battles than I won. My pride is bruised, but I’m going back in this week to kick butt.
Today we’re off to Youngest’s for a pool party and hamburgers. He said he was making the burgers out of cauliflower with lettuce buns. I think he was kidding?
So that was my weird version of a weekend roundup, now I’d love to hear yours!