Weekly Whack-up

Ok, so this post is sort of a cop-out.  It’s not going to be your normal crazy pictures of deranged mirror-deprived people post.  It has been an absolutely insane week, and I just don’t have the energy or brain power right now.  As you may have noticed, I didn’t even post on Wednesday, which is my norm.  I have been in court, and had trials pretty much all week, and I am just zapped.

What I will do is fill you in on some of the happenings from my own whacky world that have occurred this week.  Because, although I have been super busy with work and other stuff, that doesn’t mean I haven’t experienced some noteworthy blogworthy events.  And of course . . . with a few pictures.

I will start by saying that my husband has been away on a business trip since last Thursday.  He returns this afternoon, so don’t get any ideas you crazy stalkers!  Plus, my kids have been with their grandparents since Saturday, and do not return until this Sunday.  So I have been all by my lonesome all week!  Lest you think I’ve just been lounging around, watching TV and eating bon bons, nothing could be farther from the truth!!  I am a very busy lady with a packed full social calendar, thank you very much!  Actually, I have taken the opportunity, whilst my entire family is travelling the world without me, to do some things I cannot normally do while they are here.  You know, exciting things.  Like . . . go to a viewing after work.  Then go to the gym in the evening after that.  Go grocery shopping afterwards without worry of having to get home and feed anyone.  (All of that occurred Monday night).  Run errands all by myself on a Saturday afternoon.  I know you are jealous.  I am living the glamorous life.  I’m all Fergie-like and shit.

So, yeah . . . Monday was a full day of working, then going up north of the city to go to a viewing for one of my secretaries’ mother (sad . . . but she was very old and it wasn’t unexpected.  Still sad, though), then I stopped at a new gym on the way home (thinking of joining . . . not so sure), then going next store to Giant to grab some food for the week . . . for just me!!    Yeah, so I got home late on Monday and was pretty tired.

As I was driving through the city to get to the viewing, I got to drive through some really very Baltimore kind of areas.  The thing I love about this city is that it is made up of so many different types of neighborhoods, just haphazardly thrown together.  I know this is not unique to my city, but I love driving through certain areas where one minute you see this:

Run down and boarded up row houses.

And this:

Stoop sitting next to a vacant row house.

And then move on to this:

Tree lined street.

And this:

Beautifully upkept attached homes.

This is the city in which, depending on which direction you are coming from, in order to arrive at the best hospital in the entire nation, and one of the top 5 in the world (Johns Hopkins), you literally have to drive right through the center of the projects, which is merely a block away from the hospital.  Such incongruity.  But I love it.

So, that was Monday.  Moving on to Tuesday . . . Tuesday really started with a bang!  Well, not literally.  It was more like a fizzle.  You see I was all ready to actually leave my house on time for once on Tuesday morning.  I got in my car, pulled out of my driveway, and realized something was wrong.  I felt like I was leaning back a bit too far and the car just wasn’t driving quite right.  So, I turned around in the next available driveway, came back to my house, got out of the car and discovered . . . a flat tire.

Now, you would think that me being a modern day warrior woman, I would have no problem with a little old flat tire.  That I would grab that spare out of the trunk, get the jack, change that sucker and be off to work.  But sadly, no.  Tire changing is just one thing I never learned how to do.  I have always wanted to take some sort of basic automobile maintenance class, but have just never done it. 

So there I am . . . stranded in my driveway.  Due in court in an hour.  Way too far away from any service station to drive the car there.  Husband in Brazil.  Nobody around me.  So, I call my brother-in-law.  He is already at work, unfortunately, but he makes some calls and the next thing I know, his daughter is pulling into my driveway in her car, with her mom trailing behind, so that I can use her car for the day and get my ass to work.  I arrived a mere 45 minutes late and was able to be a productive member of my office that day.  And thank goodness for that, because otherwise, who would have dealt with the stupidity of my trial that day!

Bonus was that my brother-in-law got out of work early, drove to my house, changed my tire and then took it to the Tire shop where they took the NAIL out (yikes!) and patched it up.  Hmmm, a nail?  I’m wondering if I acquired that beauty somewhere along here the previous afternoon:

What was even better was the happy hour we went to after work that day!  The original plan was for me to meet my brother-in-law and sister-in-law at this mexican joint they frequent for happy hour after work.  In fact, when I called bright and early in the morning, my brother-in-law said he first thought I was calling to tell him I was looking forward to getting together that night.  And although I was looking forward to that . . . well, you know why I called.

So, we still decided to go to happy hour.  I seriously needed a drink after that day.  Did I mention it was pouring rain the whole day as well?  Yeah, fun times.  But, not only did I need a drink . . . I figured this would be the perfect way to pay them back for their help that day.  Drinks and apps on me, guys!!

What I didn’t realize is that I would meet the love of my life at this mexican bar.  I never expected it.  Things were going smoothly.  We were chatting, they ordered some apps along with their normal drinks, including one for me.  That would be a half price fish bowl margarita.  It was the size of 2 1/2 margaritas.  Aye carumba!

Yes, that is a gummy fish floating on top.

And then I saw him.  It wasn’t love at first sight, I’ll tell you that.  He was a normal looking sort.  I’ve seen the same type before.  And although attractive, he was nothing outstanding to look at. 

But that all changed once I delved deeper.  He made me feel all gooey and melty inside.  I realized that he wasn’t just another ordinary everyday cheesy guy.  No way.  He was bold.  He was rich.  He was a little spicy.  He was delicious.  I love him so!  And I will never feel the same for anyone or anything again.

His name is Queso.  We will run away together and have beautiful creamy and delicious babies!  I just can’t help myself.  I ache for his cheesy goodness.  I want him inside me over and over again.

It was a tough text to have to send to my husband, but I really felt he needed to know.  I mean, when a love is this strong, nothing else can compare.  He took it well.  I mean, we had a good run.  But he understands that I just Camembert to be apart from my new love. 

Oh, and did I mention that in this little mexican joint, we were in the presence of a celebrity?  Yep.  I got to meet a superstar:

It’s THE MOST INTERESTING MAN IN THE WORLD!!  Although, I will say . . . he may be interesting.  But he’s also kind of a creeper.  Just stood there in the corner watching everybody all night.  It was a little freaky, I won’t lie.

Moving on to Wednesday . . . I actually got out of my driveway and drove all the way to work without any car incidents.  Huzzah!  Then . . . more trials.  Gah.  But that’s ok . . . because I had something to look forward to that night.  Dinner with Thoughtsy!! 

I was meeting Thoughtsy for dinner because her birthday is fast approaching and I wanted to give her a present I had picked up for her a couple weeks ago.  It was the perfect present for her and I knew she would love it.  So I couldn’t wait to give it to her.  (She did in fact love it, by the way.  So much so, that we might actually be engaged now.  I’m not sure.  There were a lot of “I love yous” thrown my way.  Oh, and you’ll have to go ask her what the gift was). 

And of course, as we were waiting for dinner to arrive, we decided to imbibe a few cocktails.  We both opted to try their Key Lime Pie Martini.

I will neither confirm nor deny that we each had 2 of them.  But I will confirm that they were super delicious!

I also learned a few tidbits about Thoughtsy that I am going to share with you right now.  A little peek into her world:

1. Her ears are not pierced.  So, if you are thinking of wooing her with jewelry, skip the earrings.  Diamond necklaces or rings are still fine, though.
2. She doesn’t like spicy food.  I forgive you.
3. Although she thinks she is no good at trivia, she will save your team by her knowledge of The Simpsons!  Although we still lost miserably.  Neither of us know presidents, math, golf or american flag trivia.  Boo.
4. She finds she has to buy many more breakfast food items now that she lives with 3 boys.  Protect the Pop-Tarts, Thoughtsy!!
5. She’s not a burger fan unless she makes it herself.  It was some sort of Burger special night.  Not that our clueless waitress informed us of that or anything.  Nor did she have a dessert menu.  Or a candle (sorry Thoughtsy, I tried!).

The only cool thing that happened on Thursday was that I got to see (and HEAR) the Blue Angels practicing some runs around my city, preparing for an upcoming event this weekend.  It was pretty cool, and there wasn’t a lot of work getting done Thursday afternoon because of it, let me tell you.

JUST caught them before they disappeared behind the building.

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It’s the little V in the middle there.

Well, that’s about it.  Nothing for Thursday night.  It is my one day of just vegging after work before the hubs comes home.  (I had plans to go to dinner with a friend but they fell through).  Plus, I am taking a personal day on Friday to run around and do some more errand type things, along with trying to clean out some things in my house before my boys return on Father’s Day.

Happy weekend everyone!!  And Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there.  Especially to both my own dad and to my hubs, the dad to my boys.  Love you!

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