Fun, but not what I'd hoped for....

so this past friday - st patty's day - we head out to buckhead. the rest of our "group" is already in altlanta, eating dinner and we plan to just meet up at Makos. get to the club, it's smokin' hot as expected. we go ahead and hit a few shots and i of course have a few long islands. our friends get lost and it takes them 2 hours to find the club. we're way drunk by that point. the whole night i hardly saw C, he was chasing some hot 5' tall barmaid carrying jager shots. yeah i was disappointed b/c i expected for us to spend a little more time heating things up but it was ok b/c i was still have a kick ass time dancing and drinking with the gang. i think if i licked Rachael's boobs once I licked them a thousand times, the shirt i gave her to wear was HOT on her, i may just let her keep it! at some point C drunk dialed my folks, he's such a fucktard, lmao. so as the night goes one, C loses a hundred dollar bill somewhere and spends way too much drinking shots. i don't know what time he told us he needed to go, but we went, despite the fact we were still partying hard. on the way back to the van, he stops to puke in a trash can. Rach and I just plop down on the side walk and laugh at him, W stays close by but not too close. strangers were passing him by and consoling him while we just sat and laughed. finally in the van, we stop more than once to for him to puke before we even leave the lot. then again in some ritzy front yard, and by this point i've got to puke and Rach has to pee. boy it was a sight i'm sure! we finally made it home safe, thanks W, and i stumbled out the van before it was even in park, never so glad to be home, that ride was HELL! i immediately make my way to the shower and just sit there. soon chris joins me, he keeps telling me how great i am and how much he loves me.......i can't even form the words i'm sooooo out of it. i finally find the strength to leave him there and make my way to the bed. out like a light! i was up at 7am, and napped on and off between loads of laundry and other misc chores. C on the otherhand slept until 7pm Saturday night! yeah, next time, i'll just take the girls, he can go out with his guys! without him i spend more time dancing and less drinking = no puking and less money spent!

Perfect Weekend, Not-So-Perfect Ending

so this weekend totally kicked butt. friday night we a nice quiet family night. saturday, trip to stone mtn park, was totally perfect. the kids had the best time. train ride, skylift, big barn, crossroads, 4d theater - money well spent. they even got to pick out whatever they wanted for souveniours (sp). not one time did chris get frustrated with them or the crowds. we just really had a great family day. plan on going back in a few weeks for a picnic dinner and the laser show. stopped off by the father-in-laws on the way home for a visit, then to nana and papaws. just the perfect family day.

sunday, we went to church - no that's not a typo, we went to church, the whole family. came home, ate lunch, and i got to go the tanning bed and target while chris got the kids down for a nap - it was so nice to get out by myself. got back home, got in a little nap, how wonderful that felt. then we all went for a bike ride.

then it's dinner time. i'm going to run to the grocery store for toilet paper and cresent rolls. chris offered more than once to go, but i wanted to go, and off zach and i went. got out of the van and not two parking spaces from my car i stepped on a rock, or just plain stepped wrong, but i twisted my ankle. i just stood in shock, then hopped back to the van. called chris so upset that he tought i'd had a wreck. he came and rescued me and once Ray-Ray and W got to the house to sit with the boys, chris took me to the ER. 3 hours later they say it's a most likely a severe sprain (i'm afraid they're wrong). so the radiologist will review the xrays today and call if he sees anything. in the meantime i think i'll go ahead and make that orthopedic apt, b/c i don't ever remember a sprain feeling like this. anyway, crutches/splint/4 ace bandages later, i'm home, taking it easy, keeping it propped, and all i can think is.....

crap, how am i supposed to dance at makos friday night with a broke foot???

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yeah, i did that, so what?!?!

got my hair highlighted thursday, and love it.
friday was an awesome day, adventurous to say the least. got off work a little early and made my bi-weekly trip to the bank with rachael. from there we hit the body shop and misty pierced my tongue! absolutely painless. it's a little sore and swollen but not near what i had anticipated. i love it, i find myself playing with it constantly. so from there we went to long horns for some drinks with peeps from work. then headed to get gas and the kiddies. damn if i didn't run out of gas right on hwy 41! i knew i was low, my thing had read 60 miles and i set my little milage thing. i should have had 40 miles left, i guess it was all that good friday traffic we got in. anyway we waited for chris and wendell to come rescue us. all the while laughing our asses off and dancing to the radio. we actually had a good time. then c & w got there and put in a little gas but it still wouldn't start. guess it was pissed i practically starved it all week. after about 30 minutes, me and rach headed to get the kids - all 3 of them - in a CELICA!!!!!!! yeah that was an adveture in itself! got the kids and got home. the guys got my van to the dealership and suddenly it worked. whew, it was just pissed off and super thirsty.
saturday was fun. grocery shopping and then cooking out, i made some killer ass steaks that i got from the butcher shop, they were PERFECT! then chilled with rach and the kids while c & w worked on chris' truck. he's got a show coming up at the end of the month.
today, got up with the boys and waited eagerly for them to realize the easter bunny had come and they had baskets hidden in various places in the house. they played outside, we dyed eggs, and just chilled. now i'm at the folks for some good eatin' and we'll do an egg hunt when my dad gets home. all the while chris is at home in the bed sick - where he's been the entire day. he has a 102 fever and is puking, yeah, nice.
so that's the weekend in a nutshell!

Ever just feel...

like you're just pluggin' along in life, do what you do because it's what you've always done. boy have i had some heavy thought going on lately and i just feel like i've lost "me" some where along the way. i feel like i do what i have to each day because it's expected. where's the excitement in that? i feel numb in so many areas of my life. there's no passion in anything any more, and i don't mean like sex passion, i mean life's passion. everything is so routine. sometimes i even feel trapped. i have what so many want and yet some how i feel so inadequate. so lost. and like there has to be more than this. like even though i have these great things i've still settled and sold myself short. i was in such a rush to "grow up" and now i wish i had slowed down and just been young for a while, been independent, really figured myself out and who i wanted to be.