Boy oh boy did I have a wild weekend.
Friday night, with intentions of going out with my young, hot, and hip cousin Katie ringing through my head, I fell asleep on the couch at around 9:45 pm. Oops.
Not to fear. Saturday, beautiful, sunny, warm, glorious Saturday, I went for a 45 minute bike ride. And no, there was not gun being pointed at my head. I just did it on my own free will. I promptly came home and took a nap in front of the fire place.
Eventually, I woke up and took a shower and Mr. G and I went on a cheap date to the classiest restaurant known to man: Chilis. Why yes, we did enjoy our $2 bud lights, thank you. We got home by about 8, and on this night, it was Mr. G's turn to fall asleep on the couch at about 9:15.
Sunday was far more exciting. I got a massage. I did the shopping. I did the cooking and the cleaning (aka, I asked Mr. G to vacuum). I watched 3 episodes of Deadliest Catch on DVD. Had an exciting night of playing games (celebrity and scattergories) and called it a night by 8:45.
Man, I am completely wiped out.