Party like it's 1999

It was a rough weekend, fun, but rough. What's surprising is I barely had a chance to rest and yet my cold seems to be fading away. It's not 100% yet but what a difference when I woke up this morning. I actually did my hair and put on makeup - did I mention that it's Monday?! I have no idea what got in to me today.

Let's talk about the weekend for a second...

Friday I left work early because I was still dying - I can't even begin to describe the sinus pressure. I took it easy for most of the afternoon but then Sarah and I decided to go to Pazzo Pazzo for a drink around 10pm. So much fun! We had a few drinks, talked, laughed, made fun of the random array of people... it was good times. Saturday the most exciting part of the day was doing laundry. It was cold and cloudy and I still wasn't feeling well. But then Saturday night Sarah & I watched "Mean Girls" which I had never seen before and afterwards we went to our usual Saturday night hotspot - 16 Prospect (formerly the Tratorria in Westfield). We hung out, talked... the usual. My poor husband has to work at 4am on Sunday's so weekends are a bust for him. I woke up Sunday and spent almost the entirety of the day on the couch. Patti came over in the early afternoon and we had lunch and wandered around Westfield for awhile but that was about it. I spent the rest of the evening on the couch watching tv. I actually stayed in my pj's ALL day and it was great. I didn't care about the snobby Westfielders disapproving of my attire.

I had a realization though yesterday and it's one that I had a couple years ago. Some people drown their emotions in food, others shop, and I drink. I get that reasoning. Not that alcoholics are excused but I get that thought process and why they do what they do. So I'm swearing off drinking for awhile. I need to find a better outlet for my emotions and thoughts.

Speaking of some raging thoughts....

A little over a month ago I ended a friendship with someone who, at one point, was a very close friend. It was a rough "breakup". Well, I haven't spoken to her since our last exchange of emails... actually more like her last email which I never responded to. She was looking for a fight and I wouldn't give it to her. But, I wanted to get my IPod back that I had lent her and I sent her a text message over the weekend. It was really nice and really simple - just "hey, i know i haven't talked to you in awhile and normally I wouldn't ask you for this but I need to get my IPod back. Tommy can't find his and so I kind of need it. If you can leave it on your mailbox i'll be happy to come pick it up." That's it. That's all I said. I get a text this morning that says, "your behavior is very high school - your IPod is on the mailbox". Oh, right because that comment wasn't very high school. Ugh, so over that kind of drama.

My mom and my aunt have a phrase that goes like this, "God doesn't like ugly" in reference to people doing bad things. Well, my ex pyscho crazy lunatic boss is getting what's coming to her. She was in the news yesterday for her business doing some illegal stuff. I know I shouldn't enjoy her misery but I DO.

Back to work folks... have a good one