I am going to bed. By 10pm. I must recharge. I had a wonderful weekend, but it was exhausting.
Thursday: Work 8-4:30, mad dash from Dover to Newark. Class from 5:30-8:30.
Friday: Doctors appointment, then Brunch and Border's with my mom who is back from out of state. It was so nice!!
Saturday: Worked (yeah, sucky) but then dinner and wine and relaxing with two wonderful girl friends from work. I was out until 1:00am!! I NEVER do that anymore.
Sunday: Pampered Chef Party where everyone was married with children except for me. I had great time and bought a vegetable chopper I'm very excited about. But I almost felt like I should run out and play with the kids. Oh, well. Most of the time I like not having such obligations. And sometimes I feel wistful.
It was great to have some dedicated girl time. I love my boyfriend very much. I like his band and friends that we hang out with. And I love all my friends and their spouses. It's just not quite the same. Maybe it's just always different when you "grow up." People have primary responsibility to their husbands and families and friendships just aren't quite the same. If I ever get married, I absolutely have some good friends I would want to be bridesmaids. But I would be hard pressed to think of someone currently in my life I would truly consider a best friend. I am still getting over the burn of not being asked to be in my one female cousins wedding. What the crap? There are only two of us who are girls. I had always just assumed when I got married she would obviously be in my wedding. Then of course she is 6 years younger than me and getting married first, so shows where assuming gets you. That's ok, more time for drinking and being a liberal hell-bound, birth control taking, gay loving sinner!!
