Monday, May. 26, 2008 - 2:37 pm

People who know me and some of you who have been masochistic enough to have been hanging out here with me a while have heard me say that there are times when it doesn't suck to be me. That's my way of reminding myself that when things do suck, they can always be worse. It's also my way of reminding myself to be grateful for all of the wonderful people and things in my life, because when I really stop and think about it there are lots.

I am a fortunate woman.

I have really enjoyed this long weekend even though I just did normal stuff. The weather was beautiful and I have been in a fantastic mood. I'm not going to bother with trying to figure out why.

What did I do, you ask? Well...

*I got my hair done after work on Friday. Trimmed and colored. My hair is very dark now. I think it's the darkest it has ever been. The older I get, the more I dislike my hair lighter. Which is stupid because if I went lighter my grays might not show up so much!

*Cindy and I went out for pizza after I got my hair did. YUM!

*I worked in the yard pulling weeds and mowing the lawn.

*I did laundry. Clean sheet day makes me happy.

*I went to Target and the grocery store.

*I went to a barbecue at my friend Carol's house. There was beer (that Landshark stuff isn't bad), margaritas and wine. We dined on grilled steak, potatoes, green beans and garlic bread. Carol's handsome son did ALL the cooking. I played with her granddaughter Alyssa in the yard. We did cartwheels, round-offs and the splits. Yes, my chubby ass can still do all that stuff. And Alyssa's daddy, not to be outdone, did the splits as well. We were mucho impressed. We colored and created artwork on construction paper with markers. Then all of us went downstairs and listened to Carol's boyfriend play guitar on the "stage" he has set up for himself in their basement. Cool stuff.

*I re-arranged all of the music on my mp3 player. All 3,000 + songs. It took FOREVER because I am a jackass and everything has to be just so. Which begs the question, what the hell was I thinkin'?

*Jasper and I played outside...a LOT. He's an old boy, but he sure doesn't act like it when it comes to being silly outside with his mommy.

*I took flowers to the cemetery for my Nana's birthday and for Memorial Day, too. I took my camera out there and will probably go back when it is less crowded to clean the stones more thoroughly and also to take pictures of some of the sculptures and trees out there. I took some photos of the headstones that belong to my family. Not sure why, but I did. I want to go to Marietta, Georgia to see my Dad's gravesite. I've been thinking about that a lot lately.

*I threw some food on the grill.

*I made lasagne for the very first time ever.

*I started using my Flickr account thingy.

*I wrote this here entry.

The only bad thing that happened this weekend (so far) is that Cindy gave me a heart attack when she called me in tears asking if I could come over and to come to the back.

I was scared to death because she was using this electric saw thing (not a chainsaw) to cut some stubborn trees down in her back yard and I was positive that she had severed one of her own limbs. I haul ass across the street as fast as my flip-flops could carry me ('FLY! FATASS, FLY!')and as I'm running I yell to one of my neighbors that something happened to Cindy. He runs over behind me and we get to the backyard and I can't find her. I yell for her and hear that she's in her kitchen. We walk in and Cindy is on the floor and isn't sure if she can get up.

Cindy had surgery on her knee not too long ago and as she was running into the house to get something to drink, she tripped over the chord to the saw thing and fell straight down on her bad knee.

Kevin is a big guy so he was able to help Cindy up without hurting her and she was able to put pressure on her knee and it felt okay. I put ice on her knee and she calmed down. She was actually scared far worse than she was hurt. She's moving around great now and says she's just a little bit sore.

With all of our injuries and trips to the hospital over the past 4 years or so and Cindy scaring the bejeezus out of me more than once, I am so glad we are within running distance of each other.

And how was YOUR weekend?

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