Weekend Drunkeness

I don’t like Mommy.
Well I don’t like the fact that she didn’t trust me about this weekend. She didn’t come out and accuse me of anything, but the hinting drives me nuts just the same. Oh, well. What Mommy doesn’t know won’t hurt her…

This weekend was crazy/beautiful. Ok, so I was mad too, but that only came Sunday night. Friday Mom and Dad were already gone to the lake, so I had Kaba over. We got all domestic and made ourselves this amazing dinner all on the grill. When we move in together, we have to get a grill. We ended up going to Eileen’s cause of Manny’s awesome powers of persuassion. Kaba didn’t want to go, but I wanted to go and drink and I needed a DD. But it worked out really ok, cause by the time I reached my limit of bad beer before hurling, Kaba was ready to go. And she had a good time too. My friends are amusing. So knock one night going to bed drunk.

Saturday I woke up at 9am. But went back to sleep anyways. 🙂 Kimmy came over and we went grocery shopping for the BBQ. I cleaned house and called people to get them to come over. Kristen got me my Smirnoff so I was all set to go! It was kinda amusing, I’m told, watching me stumble outside and cook the burgers and hotdogs as I got tipsier. I didn’t burn anything, including myself. Only really killed one hotdog, and everyone was so happy with the food. They played this amazingly long game of UNO. Russ won and they were going for seconds, but I think they eventually just gave up and packed it up. I was a bit tipsy by then. And most people left around 2. Laura, Tim, Kristen and Co. were going to head out soon after that, but we ended up sitting around talking until just past 330. And Laura had to leave her house at 4am for California. Thank goodness she was flying. But poor girl was so funny. She kept leaning on me and saying, “I’m not tired yet. I’m just thinking about how tired I’m going to be.” Oh well. She’s back sometime this coming weekend or something. Hopefully with some surfer boys to share! 😉

Sunday woke upright at 9am, for no stupid reason and I couldn’t get back to sleep. So I got up and by 10am I was mowing the damn lawn. The house was such a mess! Granted there wasn’t much alcohol so I wasn’t really worried, but there were plates and cups and soda cans everywhere. It really didn’t take that long, but I kept avoiding the kitchen. Cleaned my living room and dining room and my bedroom. I did so much laundry I thought my washer would finally kick it. (Still running strong damn it!) And finally worked on the kitchen. For future reference, dance music is the best to clean the house with. And Kaba and her cousin came over to help too, which was sweet. I took a shower and Kaba and I kept teasing him saying I was naked. That kid is going to be scarred for life from one night at my house.

Then we were watching some stupid movie on the WB and Mike called. He was suppose to show up sometime that night. And he was like, “I’m so tired. I went rock-climbing today and then I got into a fight with Asshole (his bestfriend) so I’m going home now.” He was already on the highway. I was ticked cause I really wanted to see him. He said he had a bad week at work. He partied hard on Friday and Saturday night. His mom and brother were ticking him off. His sister can seriously do no wrong in his eyes, which is cute…sometimes. And then he went to go argue with Asshole. So by the time he even thought about coming to see me, he was already on the highway back to the City. And it really ticked me off. He was suppose to spend the night up here and spend time with me on Monday. And I understand the whole ‘I need time for myself’ thing. But he could have stopped by to see me before taking off. It’s been almost three weeks since I’ve seriously seen him. And that 10 minute coffee stop he made doesn’t really count. I mean I wanted to spend Monday with him, but its ok that he wanted to go home and do laundry or whatever. But he could have at least come over and told me to my face that he wasn’t staying the night. It just felt really lame that he called from his car already on the way home. Well, by the time I called him at home, I was drunk enough not to be all that mad at him. And at least I had friends who did come over Sunday so I wasn’t alone.

So Sunday we played Taboo and I finished off my Smirnoff. I was getting drunk as the game progressed. Manny said he could tell it wasn’t water I was drinking. But our team still got its butt kicked. I think I only skipped like two cards. Don’t really remember but thats not the point. They kept me relatively happy. I was still ticked about Mike, but having them around helps me forget. Yeah the Smirnoff probably did help too. The night ended with Manny, Settle, Tim and me playing Trivial Pursuit from 1981. Rather amusing. Especially when Settle and Tim started giving the same wrong answers at the same time. Passed out that night too.

So Monday I finished cleaning house, vacuuming, scrubbing, etc. And the Grover boys brought me cookies and strung up Mommy’s lights for her. Then the three of us went out to dinner cause we were hungry. They are so amusing and I had such a good time with them. After we finished stuffing our faces, we went to Chris and Brian’s and played Parchese. I was playing and reading their Music Trivial Pursuit and talking to Brian, so I wasn’t really concentrating on the game. Chris started moving my pieces and I had to smack him. I knew I wouldn’t win, but I wanted to not win on my won thank you very much. He learned his lesson well. Those guys don’t have out with girls much so they don’t know how we can get sometimes.

But it was fun. I love my boys. They can make me smile when the rest of the male race is pissing me off.