Fast Paced Weekend

The day has gotten away from me today and I have yet to post anything. The slow October blogging continues. Truth be told my weekend felt like it was non stop and by the time Sunday night rolled around all I wanted to do was just sit in front of the TV and not think about much of anything. So, without further adieu, here is a brief recap from the weekend - well, actually we are going to start with Thursday night.

So, on Thursday night, my dad fried fish for our family (him, my mom, me and my brother) and also Jackie and the kids. It had been a while since we had all been together and it was the first time Jackie had seen Justin since his return to the free world. The fish was delicious. I could have eaten it all night long, but I didn't. While at dinner, one of the stories my dad told us was about a funeral he had attended earlier in the week. A man in my parents' neighborhood had passed away and there were some musical instruments played at his service. My dad was telling us how nice the music was and was telling us what kind of instruments there were, including "one of those big guitars that stands up on a stick", otherwise known as a cello. I think it goes without saying that this was one of the biggest laughs of the night and I will never look at a cello the same again.

Friday night my dad and I went to the Madison Academy game and the Mustangs proceeded to beat Westminster by some outrageous score - I can't even remember what the final was. We really thought Westminster would play MA closer, but that was not the case. I bought a burger and a popcorn at the concession stand and was planning for a popcorn too but I was a dollar short. At half time I asked my dad to buy me some nachos. I felt like I was eight years old again.

Saturday morning I got up around 6:15 or so and started on some house work - laundry, vacuuming, mopping, etc. Then I took a shower and went to a bread making lesson. I mentioned last week how yummy the rolls were at the widow's dinner and the lady that made them graciously let me and Erika crash her house and taught us everything she knows. The rolls were super easy to make and I cannot wait to wow the family with these at Thanksgiving. I'll have a more in depth post on this (hopefully) tomorrow.

After the roll making, I had about an hour to kill and went back home for another round of laundry and some dusting - so exciting. At 11:30 I had a hair appointment at which I had red highlights put into my hair. I would like to point out that the only person to notice this was Jackie. I'm not sure if this means we spend too much time together or if it means other people noticed and didn't want to say anything but I for one think they are awesome. I will also say that my mom noticed after I asked her if she noticed anything different and then shoved my head in front of her eyeballs.

Saturday afternoon Jackie and Troy (Ashlyn was at a party) and my brother came by and Justin grilled some burgers for us. I mixed the meat with some heavy cream, Worcestershire and Montreal steak seasoning and I'm hear to tell you they turned out fantastic. They were by far the best burgers I have had in a while. We watched the Alabama game and Jackie and Troy left a little before 4:00 to pick up Ashlyn from her party. Justin stayed for the whole game and I fell asleep in the fourth quarter because I was quite tired and let's face it, the game wasn't very exciting.

Sunday morning was church, then I headed over to where my parent's worship and had lunch - a plateful of my granddad's chicken and dumplings (yum!). After lunch, they had an afternoon service and I stayed for that and then made the weekly Publix stop and then home for a one hour nap before I went back over the mountain to pick my mom up for a play. We saw "The Somewhat True Tale of Robin Hood" presented by Fantasy Playhouse and y'all, it was hilarious. It was by far one of the best productions they have ever done. We laughed quite a lot. (Perhaps more on this later in the week)

After the play I took mother back home and then went home myself where I ate some dinner and then watched a little television before going to bed. It was such a fast paced weekend that I kind of felt like I needed to return to work on Monday just to rest. I still think weekends should be three days long. Of course, my friend Myrtle says that would just means you would have more to do and I guess she's probably right.