Welcome Home!

Hey, you.

Sorry I missed your call this weekend! I was thinking about you, though, hoping you were having an awesome visit with W and a great trip to Beantown. Can't wait to hear all about it.

Our weekend kind of started Thursday night with this FD dinner we had to go to. Actually, I had a choice; I could have let J go alone, but I figured it was a free dinner (night off from cooking too!) and kind of a grown up night out, so I went. It wasn't totally miserable, but it was pretty f'in boring. I was trying to get to know this new gal (wife of J's new Asst. Chief, whom he loves) and I did get a chance to chat with her, but there were other people there I had to talk to also and could have done without that. I wasn't being a very good wifey wife. I really try to watch my booze intake when I'm with that crowd so taking the edge off the boredom is about as good as it gets.

Friday I spent the day in the city with K, wax day you know. We had brunch at one of our fav places on Capitol Hill, spicy Bloody Marys included. Made a run through Nordstrom (to return that stupid red dress) on the way home. Had a great quiet evening at home with the three of us. Saturday we were up at the crack of dawn for a 7:15 football game, which would have been sooooo much more enjoyable had it been about 30 degrees warmer. At least it wasn't snowing or raining.

The rest of the day we were pretty much on the go, attending a community breakfast, running errands, finishing the decorating, then heading out for a FD retirement party that evening. I was kind of dreading it, but it turned out to be pretty fun. Since the food SUCKED, I didn't eat much, and my plan to not drink too much at FD functions kind of went sideways on me before I knew it. By the time we got home, I was pretty hammered, and we had houseguests so we continued to drink until midnight. All I ever ended up eating was peanuts after a small piece of chicken and a roll at dinner.

Needless to say, Sunday morning was not full of sunshine for me. We went out for breakfast with K & S, our friends from California who were just in town overnight for the Seahawks game. Of course, I ordered a massive omelet with everything in it, being that I was starving, and drank about a half gallon of coffee. God, I wish I could remember what a bad idea that is after a boozy night. I spent the rest of Sunday complaining about my stomachache and my headache, moving from couch to couch and generally being a pain in everyone's butt. I'm sure J loved me.

Today is the funeral for the police officers in Tacoma, so J won't be home until late. I thought about getting some Christmas shopping done, but got reading and writing and now it's noon; I'm still here. Don't think I'll go anywhere after all. It's flippin' freezing here, and although I'm sure it's nothing compared to what it is where you are, it's really atypical for us and I'm dying. It's bright and sunny, so it's very pretty, but I'm kind of the belief that if it's going to be this cold, it really ought to do something useful, like snow.

Anyway, I do have to make a short trip to the grocery store, and now that I'm all caught up on blogging, I should get that done before JJ gets home. Looking forward to hearing all about your weekend - hope you're enjoying your short week!
Love,
A