This weekend was tiring and I’m not even sure I did that much. Yesterday, Morgan, Don, and the hubs went to Cocoa Beach for the day. I decided to stay home and be lazy. I did close to nothing and I’m still tired. Interesting how that works.
I hung out by the pool with my Nook.
Bring the eyes up, folks. Nothing to see there.
At the pool, I started reading Bossypants by Tina Fey.
I’ve only read about 30 pages so far, but I have to say I’m not that into it. While I love Tina Fey and think she’s hilarious, I don’t really care about her “yellow” versus brunette hair rant or who she hung out with at summer camp when she was 12. I’ll give it one more chance, but so far it’s just not engrossing enough for my ADD.
Reading for a half hour by the pool took a lot out of me, so I immediately took a nap afterwards. When I got up, I ran 4 miles on the treadmill at a 10:00 pace just so I can say I did something other than drink beer and shove food in my mouth all weekend.
After my run, everyone was home from the beach. So we all met up with our friend Carolyn for dinner at Fuji Yama Sushi where I resumed shoving food in my mouth.
When I was about to pay the bill because I am a sugar mama, I realized I left my debit card at Stigma the night before. So we had to drive downtown to get it. 🙁 I blame the big, delicious beer.
This morning a guy at work that I don’t know told me I look very “Bohemian.” When I had no response, he told me that was a good thing. I think I made him uncomfortable because he then told me about a movie he saw over the weekend. It was about some kid that could only understand people through music and the dad had to learn to talk to his son in his own “music” language. I thought this was going to relate to Bohemians at some point, but it didn’t. He just told me the movie was good and walked away. Now I can’t get “What I Am” from Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians out of my head.
And because this post doesn’t have nearly enough pictures of me, this is for you, Angie. Bohemian?
Oh, and someone special has a birthday today. This little girl!
We got that sweet thing on September 24th two years ago when she was 8 weeks old, so I designated August 1 as her birthday since we don’t know the actual date. Happy Birthday Pants!
For her birthday next year, she’s really hoping to have three chins. She was only able to manage two this year.