|source: Tea Time With Tess|
I had a great day, first of all.
I did a, 'get it off my chest' kind of blog, which was so fun to do, and actually quite therapeutic.
Then hubby and me went to an auction for the most fun shopping ever. Yes, you still experience buyers remorse, but at least you beat out that guy in the front who really wanted it!
|"One dollar bid, now two, now two, will ya' give me two? |
Two dollar bid, now three, now three, will ya' give me three?",
"Going once, going twice, sold!"
Then we came home looking forward to a nice evening with the kids, who, by the way, cooked us an awesome 'breakfast for dinner' dinner. (I love my kids, if you haven't heard me say if before....)
The next thing I remember is waking up off the couch, mouth completely dry from apparently drooling all over a couch pillow, and mumbling something like 'Em goin ta bed' and stumbling into the bedroom.
Then it was 4am and the TV was damn loud! Hubby had also fallen asleep on the couch, but when he woke up he apparently decided to watch an action movie that had lots of screaming and moaning people, and the occasional explosion. I got up and bitched at him, but that is pretty normal for me at 4am.
What happened to Saturday Nights?
Can't even make it to see Saturday Night Live anymore. Which, I hear from my 17 year old, who can and does stay up way past me, that is was a good one last night.
No, our Saturday nights are pretty lame, uh I mean tame. But honestly, we enjoy them just the same. For one thing, Sunday morning is much more pleasant.
Are you a big partier on Saturday nights? Or more the 'stay at home and fall asleep on the couch' types like me?